In the dark night, Bai Qingqian stood in front of the window, feeling melancholy.
She had just received the news that ten days ago, the waters off Crab Claw Island were suddenly invaded by a pod of killer whales when the sea field opened this spring. The three monks present rose up to resist and saved most of the sea field from damage, and the mortal fleet was unharmed.
But one of the three monks was killed and two were injured.
The victim was none other than Quanzhen Sword Master Tsuta, whom she had befriended wholeheartedly.
As a cultivator, although I can't say that I feel despair, I definitely feel a sense of loss. It's not all because of her efforts. The loss of resources actually doesn't mean much in the face of a living life. The most important thing is,
The Bai family lost an opportunity to move closer to the Quanzhen Sect.
Personally, she also lost a different friend. She originally thought that this friendship would stay with her for a long time, or for a lifetime.
In Mirage City, I hear a lot of similar news every year, but because I don't know her and am too far away from her, I don't have any special feelings. Now that something happened to the most important friend around me, the pain is indescribable.
How could it be him? He was so young, in his prime, and so full of vigor; and, the agility, ruthlessness, and shamelessness with which this man fought made it hard to imagine that such an encounter would happen to him. Anyway, she had never
I never thought something would happen to this friend.
Shouldn't death avoid such a person?
She had spent many days in such a muddle, with no intention of doing business or practicing. She knew that this was wrong, but it was really difficult for her to get out of it for a while, and she suddenly realized that this person was in her heart.
Status may be more important than she thought.
She is still waiting for the final news. In the world of cultivation, there are too many accidents. Resurrection from the dead and escaping from disaster are not new. The magic of cultivation makes it possible for everything to turn around. She still holds out hope for the eventuality, hoping that the facts will turn out to be true.
It's not like what the two monks who came back said.
There was the sound of clothes fluttering in the courtyard, and a figure appeared in front of the window. This was a member of the Bai family who was responsible for inquiring about information in Mirage City. He had been working in Mirage City for decades. Although his level was not high, he had deep connections and was familiar with all kinds of things in the world.
The collection of information is very good, especially for such semi-open secrets.
"Miss, we have basically figured out the situation." His voice was calm and without any emotion. For him, this was daily life. As for who was in trouble, it was none of his business.
Bai Qingqian took a breath and tried to be as calm as possible, "Shall we tell you?"
The voice passed through the paper window, "Based on the current investigation results, it should be an accidental attack by a group of killer whales, and there is no sign of human conspiracy; similar situations where sea tribes and humans compete for resources during the harvest season occur every year
They are all happening, the only difference is in which sea area it takes place.
This can be proven based on the situation at the scene, the descriptions of the two survivors, and the evidence of the fishermen."
After a pause, he continued: "This is a group of medium-sized killer whales, including seven or eight transformed demon whales, several small demon whales, and the remaining dozens of ordinary mortal whales. They came to Crab Claw Island
The luminous shell market is just for the purpose of having a gluttonous meal.
Killer whales eat without being selective. They belong to a marine tribe with a destructive eating method. If they are allowed to cause trouble, the crab claw and shellfish farm will be devastated and will not recover for more than ten years. This is why the three monks had to
Because of the war, they have no way to retreat."
"The three of them were in a hurry and could only fight on their own. Due to their strength, Lu Shilun of Jiedu Prefecture and the boatman Zeng Ji could only barely support each other. On the sea, they were still outnumbered and had no chance.
Quanzhen swordsman is the strongest among them. He killed two killer whales in the air and chased the leader whale into the sea... No one knows why he took the risk and entered the sea, but later everyone analyzed that he probably wanted to kill the leader whale Zhen.
This was also the only solution under the current situation.
He never came back, and the whale group suddenly withdrew after chasing him into the sea. It is estimated that the pilot whale was either beheaded or seriously injured, otherwise the whale group would not have given up the shellfish so easily."
The voice became deeper, probably because he had a vague understanding of the unclear relationship between the young lady and this Quanzhen sword cultivator.
"Support arrived shortly after, and they were all island owners of nearby islands. They teamed up and dived into the seabed. They found that the whales had fled long ago and could not be traced. However, there were obvious traces of the disappearance of human monks on the seabed, including human blood, energy, and even clothing.
Fragments.”
Bai Qingqian gritted her teeth and sighed in her heart. You don't need to be so desperate to be competitive, right? In her impression, this person's fighting style is not so passionate, so much so that she didn't think it was true when they met for one night.
Sword repair.
Cunning, dirty, and shameless were her impressions of this swordsman.
She doesn't believe that just because of a shell field, the southwest countries are not all fighting for the interests of the Quanzhen Sect!
There are three people, one is working hard and the other two are doing nothing. Is there anything else in this?
"The other two monks didn't play any role in it?"
The man outside the window replied, "Lu Shilun of Jiedufu has passed the age of sixty this year. After decades of practice, he can't even reach the level of consciousness, which shows his qualifications and abilities. He knew the destiny of the ship for dozens of years, and basically gave up on himself very early.
On the road, he turned to running a family, and his combat effectiveness can be imagined.
From the perspective of the mirage cultivator circle, if one of them is pulled out, they may not be able to subdue a killer whale, let alone two of them. If they can avoid death on the spot, it is already burning incense.
So to say that the two of them deliberately let off steam is really a bit reluctant. At most, they are just weak in fighting and timid. This is not a crime."
"How did Jiedu Mansion handle it?"
"How can Jiedu Mansion deal with it? In what year do dozens or more die? This is the destination of cultivators, and everyone is prepared when entering Lizhihai.
There is some movement on the side of the Quanzhen Sect. Their senior brother Duanmu is leading people all over the world to look for the killer whales, and he has also announced that anyone who informs the killer whales of the news will be heavily rewarded.
But I guess it will be difficult to find. Those sea tribes who cause trouble will definitely flee into the deep sea, or flee to the sky and the ocean. This has been the case for hundreds of years. Those who cause trouble in the Lizhi Sea will flee to the sky and the ocean.
Anyone who commits crimes in Tianjinyang comes to Lizhihai..."
The clan members left and the news was very comprehensive, but she still couldn't convince herself to believe it all; because in her impression, good people don't live long...
Her eyes returned to the house and rested on a piece of armor hanging on the wall. This was a new piece of thunder-type clothing she had just collected, named Thunder Armor. Because it was somewhat damaged, she sewed it up herself. Now it seems,
All useless?
She also collected several such lightning magic weapons, not because she felt sorry for the spirit stones, but because the objects were still there but the people were gone, which only added to the sadness.
Sighed,
...I am so worried that my heart is about to break, but I still haven’t finished the clothes collection. The scissors fell out of the cold window, and I suspected it was the sound of a sword ring!
