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Chapter 447 Like to be a father?

There are no rules for the large and small islands of Qianjiao Island. If you look down from an altitude of 10,000 meters, you will find that these islands are divided into three areas, like clovers on land.

Red Dragon Island is the collective name for the area near the northwest. It is controlled by a man who is not tall but has the title of Eight-foot Dragon King. He has only been in control for about two years. In such an ordinary place,

Ordinary life, body and head in a different place.

The pier returned to silence, except for the shouts of people urging people to drink from the small house far away from the pier. It seemed that life on the island was quite comfortable.

"Let's go." In the dark cabin, Chen Mo opened his eyes and helped the man out of the cabin. The night sea breeze blew in his face. After staying here for a long time, he could no longer smell the salty smell and his nose had adapted.

Chen Mo looked at the scattered lights in the distance of the small pier, as if he was calculating something. Further behind the lights, there were some bright spots scattered high and low. There were not many, but they meant that there were people living there.

"I have been isolated from the world for so many days, and I don't know what the situation is like here. When something happened to me, I just told a few confidants that I would wait until I find them here before making plans." The seriously injured man was supported by Chen Mo.

Said next.

After getting off the swaying boat and passing through the pier where there was no cargo, the group of people walked nonchalantly towards the lights further away.

Chen Mo knew about this island. He had seen it from a distance when he was wandering around before. At that time, he had never landed on this island. The island was not big, and there were no strict guards. There were not many native plants, scattered here and there.

The vegetation gives people the feeling of being able to see through it at a glance, so this island gives people a bland feeling. If it weren't for the fact that it has some use value, it might be a desert island.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk", there was a dull knock on the old wooden door, which seemed to break the suddenly quiet room. When a group of people walked over, Chen Mo could still hear someone talking inside, which seemed to be someone in the house.

People knew someone was approaching, and when Chen Mo and the others approached, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

"Duk duk duk", the knock on the door rang again, accompanied by Jiao Jiao's slightly calm voice: "Open the door, I know you are not asleep."

There was silence again.

Just when Chen Mo was about to lift his foot and kick the door open, faint footsteps sounded inside.

Jiao Jiao secretly ignored Chen Mo, seemingly not noticing the movement in the house, and was about to knock on the door again, cursing in her heart: These gentlemen should hurry up and open the door. If they anger this young gentleman, don't get involved.

The little girl.

Under the night, the white hands were about to knock on the wooden door that was extremely old and corroded by the sea breeze. At this time, the wooden door creaked and someone opened it from the inside, revealing a dark figure.

Jiaojiao was frightened by the sudden movement and took two steps back.

"Hey, where did these water spirit ladies come from to come to this wretched place lonely in the middle of the night to find a man?" The people in the room, looking at the charming beauty in the night with unkempt faces, joked. For those of them on the island,

For the residents, such rude words are not surprising. Of course, they can also expect the consequences.

Jiao Jiao is a popular figure on Chilong Island. There are many people who know her, but few people dare to talk to her like this. Of course, there are also people from her, just like the people on these remote islands, they either

Either he doesn't have the right to go to the main island, or he is too lazy to go, and Jiaojiao is unlikely to come to such an island.

"What a good luck. The first person I met was someone I knew." The man next to Chen Mo said with some relief. "Turtle, long time no see. He's already got hair."

The man who opened the door was stunned for a moment, and then he used his hand to brush his hair, which was so fluffy that it was somewhat blocking his sight. Then he noticed that the little beauty had three companions, one of whom was surprisingly tall, but he looked like a dying person.

The man who was called Turtle looked at the tall man with confused eyes and narrowed his eyes. He seemed to think that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"It's him."

After the man finished speaking, Chen Mo supported him and pressed the dazed head with his other hand, and approached the dark cabin. Although the room was safe, Chen Mo knew the situation inside after taking a glance.

There were two other men inside.

"Light the lamp." Chen Mo just said lightly.

After a while, the light returned to the house.

With a creak, the door was closed by Brother Zhao. The room was quiet. Seven or eight people were standing or sitting. You looked at me and I looked at you.

The shaggy-haired man Wugui took advantage of the brighter environment and stared at the tall man again. He was not at all angry at the young man who had just pushed him rudely through the door. He cared more about this man.

So familiar, who is it?

This sentence appeared repeatedly in Wugui's mind. This sense of familiarity is the kind of familiarity that cannot be forgotten. It is not a friend who meets each other. If you forget it, forget it. Don't worry about it.

"Eighth Master?" At this time, another man in the room stood up with a complicated expression. He also looked at the seriously injured Gao Gao Man and said in a tone of disbelief.

"Haha, do you recognize me?" The man smiled miserably and continued: "Give me a comfortable place to lie down first. This little brother is uncomfortable holding a thief."

"Yes, yes, yes." Several men in the room were shocked and hurriedly found a comfortable place for the eighth master they called. There was only one bed in the room.

"You...are you, Si Fengmu!?" One of the men glanced at the young man who had been supporting "Eighth Master" before and said in surprise. The identity of Si Fengmu is not a good thing in their eyes.

Omen.

As soon as this person said this, the other two people also looked at Chen Mo. Among the three of them, only the one who could tell his identity had seen this young leader, but they were already very familiar with the name of this four-year-old leader.

Everyone knows about Long Island.

"Ahem, cough, cough, now we can get to know each other, Komazai." Komazai lay on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief, and said comfortably.

"Chen Mo." Chen Mo said his name and sat down on a bench. He picked up the teapot on the table and started filling it.

"Don't be nervous. He is your eighth master's savior. It's not an exaggeration to regenerate your parents. No matter if he was a follower of others before, he is one of our own now." He opened his eyelids and seemed to be tired.

Not good enough.

"I don't have a son as old as you." Chen Mo replied, that's not how Xi wanted to be a father.

"Thank you Si Fengmu for your life-saving grace to Master Eight!" The three of them knelt down to Chen Mo in unison, and "bang bang bang bang" were three solid sounds.

The three of them wanted to introduce themselves, but Chen Mo interrupted him first: "Okay, let's help your eighth master sort out his injuries, or you can go find some healing medicine."

"No need to worry about it, our brothers will take care of it." Wu Gui heard what Chen Mo meant.

"Don't call me Si Fengmu." Chen Mo waved his hand, he didn't like these titles in the first place.

"Yes, yes, brother Chen." Wugui quickly changed his words. They all nodded in agreement to what Chen Mo said. Even if they were asked to wipe their necks now, they would probably not hesitate.

"Turtle, I think it's better to prepare and leave here overnight. If the dwarf dragon king finds out that Ba Ye has escaped, he should find this place first." Another person said worriedly. They didn't know the specific process of Ba Ye's escape.

Therefore, we don’t know what happened to the master of Red Dragon Island at this time.

"Yes, yes, we'd better leave here quickly while the night is dark. We've prepared the boat and are just waiting for this moment." Oogway said with sudden realization.

"Don't worry, let me rest for a while. I haven't laid down so comfortably for a long time. Even if the sky falls, it won't prevent me from having a good sleep." As soon as Komazai finished speaking, a low snore sounded.

"This..." The three turtles looked at each other anxiously.

"Find a place for these two girls to sleep." Chen Mo ignored what they were struggling with.

"No, I'll just rest here." Zhaodi's expression now looks more and more like Chen Mo's. I don't know if it's because of the black ink or the environment here. After saying that, he walked towards a corner of the room. I don't know.

Why, there happened to be weeds piled there.

"Me too." Jiaojiao also followed the steps of recruiting a younger brother. Although she was also very afraid of recruiting a younger brother, she was both a woman anyway, so it was better to be with her than to be taken to another house, so as to avoid what she didn't want to happen.

The thing is, now she no longer has the status of "one person below ten thousand people" in the past. To put it bluntly, she is a prisoner at this time.

Chen Mo just glanced at the two women sitting on the haystack, and then walked outside the house. There were seven or eight people crowded into this small house. It was so crowded that breathing was heavy.

The three turtles looked here and there, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Don't be stunned, hurry up and see if Master Ba is really just asleep. He is so seriously injured, just in case..." another person said.

"Shut your crow mouth. Our eighth master is the reincarnation of the Dragon King. This injury is nothing." Wugui patted the man's head to stop him. "Hurry and find the medicinal materials that were hidden before."

After Chen Mo walked out of the house, he jumped up to the roof with a slight jump, sat cross-legged on the house, put his Qingyu on his knees, and stroked it gently.

"Aren't you a little excited, man? This period of time has made you lonely."

"In Renren, the day we are looking forward to is not far away."

Chen Mo slowly closed his eyes. He heard the busy voices of those people in his ears, and his mind drifted further away. He could feel the situation on this small island. At this time, his power of insight became more and more proficient.

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