This is an extremely small island, with only a thousand acres of land left after high tide.
And even on such a small island, there is actually a family living there.
Strictly speaking, there is a sloppy old man living there.
This old man looks ordinary, but if we put it fifty years ago, he was a character that everyone in the world knew - Wu Tianqing in white.
The white coat is both his nickname and his characteristic.
At that time, everyone recognized Wu Daxia, who was dressed in white and performed justice for heaven. Countless women fell in love with him, and countless young warriors regarded him as a role model.
However, no one knows when exactly Wu Daxia disappeared from the world.
Some people say that he was hurt by love, some say that he is in seclusion to prepare for the unprecedented first-level realm, some say that he was secretly surrounded and killed by the Tianluo Sect...
The Jianghu incident was as bad as it came, and there was no shortage of "heroes" at any time, so everyone gradually forgot about it after the excitement.
Even those who can still remember the name "Wu Tianqing" today would never have imagined that the handsome man in white would turn into such a slovenly old man today.
And he is a bad old man with a very bad temper.
"Damn it, I can't catch any fish if I go fishing!"
The long bamboo pole was thrown aside, Wu Tianqing angrily stood up from the boulder, and immediately slapped the seawater under him with his palm.
"boom!!"
A column of water suddenly exploded from the sea surface, and a dozen sea fish of different shapes soared into the air along with the water column, and were then slammed onto the boulder by an invisible giant hand.
"Plop-plop-plop~"
The fish leaving the water fluttered vigorously, trying to escape back to the sea.
Most of them did get what they wanted, but there was also a "salted fish" that moved slowly, but was lifted by the gills of a big wrinkled hand.
"Hahaha, it's so easy."
Wu Tianqing nodded with satisfaction, put the fishing rod into the sea, and then turned towards the lonely cabin not far away.
"Hey, you can have fish soup at noon, but you must clean it up this time, and you must not be discovered by Xiaolian..."
"Last time I secretly ate grilled fish and she didn't let me in for three days. It was really too much..."
He kept talking to himself, and his expression was both nervous and excited.
However, just when Wu Tianqing was about to step over the threshold and enter the house, the big fish in his hand suddenly fell to the ground with a "snap"...
Three hours later.
The afterglow of the setting sun slants on the calm sea, like a wide piece of silk gently stretching and rippling.
"Hula~"
The two sides of the water on the shore suddenly parted, and a slender woman jumped out of the water.
She didn't have any clothes on her body, but she didn't feel ashamed either. She walked quickly from the shore to the only wooden house on the island naked.
"Tianqing, I'm back! Have you ever missed me..."
"clatter!"
The little feet suddenly stopped in front of the door, and his originally happy tone instantly turned to anger.
"Wu Tianqing! Get out of here!!"
"You secretly ate fish behind my back again! Didn't you?!"
"If you love fish so much, you might as well just eat me!"
"..."
The woman put her hands on her hips and cursed for a while, but she never got a response.
"Humph, don't think that I can't find you if you hide..."
She stepped across the threshold in one step, wanting to catch her husband who had eaten her "kind" over and over again and teach him a lesson.
But what awaited her was a small note.
"Xiao Lian, I need to go out for something. I will be back in half a month at most."
"..."
Looking at the note, the woman was stunned for a moment, but the anger on her face did not diminish at all.
"I'll deal with you when you come back!"
"I must let you remember this time..."
After venting her thoughts, she turned to look at the big fish in her hand.
After an afternoon of exposure to the sun, this fish has already died. It is estimated that it will not be long before it turns into a real "salted fish".
The woman's eyes were a little sad, but after a moment of hesitation, she hung the big fish on a rope under the eaves.
"This is evidence that you are going to steal the fish!"
"I want to keep it, so that you won't admit it when the time comes..."
Wooden house, woman, big fish...
The sea is calm and boundless, as if you can see the end of the world at a glance...
Yanzhou, thousands of miles of desert.
Liangzhou, Tianzhu Snow Mountain.
Shunzhou, Taiping Academy.
Yingzhou, Yanchun Tower.
On the same day, the scene on Yu'er Island was also staged in four places simultaneously.
A total of five peerless masters who had long been forgotten by the world traveled day and night and headed straight to Shuzhou.
And just when they all chose to leave the mountain for unknown reasons, Wei Changtian was not idle either.
He is also trying his best, just for a chance to make Xiao Feng die.
...
...
"Sir, let's set off now."
That night.
In the study, Zhang San had tidied up, and there were two Masonic men standing behind him.
"Um."
Wei Changtian stood opposite the three of them and nodded slightly: "You must be quick. Once the letter is delivered, Zhuoyu will notify me."
"I'll understand later! Don't worry, sir!"
Zhang San didn't do any ink, and finally bowed and hugged his fists, and then walked out of the room with the two men. With a push of his feet, he jumped over the wall and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.
Their trip was to return to the capital to deliver a message to Wei Xianzhi.
Although the letter could be delivered through other channels, it would definitely take longer, and Wei Changtian was afraid that the result would not be available within ten days.
As for Zhang San and the others, they were both at the sixth level. They could reach the capital in about four or five days without resting day and night by running and riding horses.
Of course Wei Changtian was so anxious because of the "ten-day appointment" with Xiao Feng.
He just went to see Qin Zhengqiu this afternoon and had already selected a second-grade master.
If it is a sneak attack on Xiao Feng, a second-level or even third-level attack is enough.
But this time it was considered an "above and fair" engagement, so Qin Zhengqiu alone was obviously not safe.
So Wei Changtian had to send a letter back to borrow someone.
Of course, he borrowed it from his biological grandfather, Wei Zhaohai, who was also a second-grade man.
Two second-grade men, plus Liang Zhen and a few third-grade uncles from the Tianluo Sect...
Where is the Xuanjing Division? Pull it down, Chen Bo is at the peak of the fifth rank, Zhennima is a piece of trash...
Can you use your brain over Qingxian? You can try it, but the Shiwanda Mountain is too far away, and it will take four days to come back...
Sitting at the table, Wei Changtian racked his brains to think about how many masters he could find as a "platform". After thinking about it, he realized that was about it.
Up to three second-grade ones, plus four or five third-grade ones.
In fact, if such a force is used well, it can turn Daning upside down, but Wei Changtian still feels that it is not enough.