When Li Fuyou stepped down from the fifth floor, his calves were soft.
This is not the first time he has received a noble person who can live on the fifth floor, but Princess Youqing is undoubtedly the most special one. I don’t know whether it is due to nervousness or excitement, or maybe both, but the cold sweat on his forehead has not stopped.
, just by saying a few words, the handkerchief used to wipe my face was almost wet.
On the way back to his room, Li Fuyou seemed a little absent-minded. The helmsman he knew only said a few casual greetings to him. It was not until he turned into a deserted corridor that he slowly straightened up his half-bowed body. The fear on his face gradually faded away, replaced by uncontrollable ecstasy. He couldn't help but caress his chest and the skirt of his clothes. He could feel the outline of the medicine bottle in his arms through the lining, and a great sense of satisfaction came over him. p>
He had long heard that Princess Youqing was generous, so he was skeptical at first.
Only today did I know what poverty limits imagination.
Just by answering a few rumors about Murong Fu next door, he was actually able to obtain the Wei Ling Tong Zhou Pill from Yaowang Valley. He would never dare to dream of such a good thing.
Thank you Princess Youqing!
Well, by the way, I would like to thank Murong Fu, whom I have never met before.
Li Fuyou has wasted half his life at the peak of the sixth rank, and now he finally has hope of breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation that has troubled him for many years. He can't wait to give Princess Youqing a kowtow on the spot to cheer him up.
The only regret is that Murong Fu is not from their Huainan Road, so they can't get in touch with him even if they want to.
By the way, will the fight with Suzhou City over the ownership of Murong Fu’s ancestral home come to an end?
Not many people have seen him anyway...
Li Fuyou was thinking about where to find more anecdotes about Murong Fu when he suddenly felt a strange fluctuation of energy and stopped suddenly.
He was not yet carried away by the Psychic Pill, he still had basic alertness, and he immediately noticed something strange.
The corridor was deserted and eerily quiet. At the end was Feizhou's main pilothouse, where he usually worked, and the door was closed.
The flying boat is about to set sail. This is the busiest time during the voyage. Master Yan, the helmsman, the spirit pattern master and all the subordinates on the ship should all have people waiting in the main wheelhouse. Why is there no one there? p>
Li Fuyou didn't even think about it and immediately turned around and ran back!
But what he didn't expect was that the road he came from had been hidden in the fog at some point, and he couldn't tell the direction at all.
Supernatural power?
He gritted his teeth, using his luck energy to protect his vitals, he raised his body and rushed straight into the mist.
After running for a long time, he suddenly looked at the dots of light in front of him and thought he was about to escape. But when he broke out of the fog again, his expression suddenly changed.
The scene in front of him was still the corridor in front of the main wheelhouse. He walked around and seemed to have returned to the starting point.
How could Li Fuyou not understand that he had entered the illusion array by mistake? He punched the wall in anger.
When did the opponent carve the formation pattern?
In order to welcome the arrival of the princess, Feizhou has checked all three floors outside and on the third floor to rule out the possibility of preparation in advance.
Is it just because of the time he spent on the fifth floor... Li Fuyou shuddered, if this is true, then the other party's attainments in formations may be frighteningly high.
And there must be their spies on board.
Li Fuyou touched the medicine bottle hidden in his arms again and took a deep breath.
As the saying goes, a Taoist priest will die for his confidant, and the princess treats him well. What's more, he is also the commander of this flying boat, and he cannot shrink back in public or private matters!
"Who are you? Please show up and tell me!"
Then he shouted loudly, and the closed door of the main wheelhouse suddenly opened.
Li Fuyou looked forward and saw a man in the pilothouse sitting in his seat with his back to the door. His red hair was particularly conspicuous.
Good opportunity!
Since the other party was so confident that he dared to expose his back directly, he didn't know how to talk about the morality of the world, so he decisively sacrificed the Dharma, twisted his waist and turned his fist into a gun, and in an instant he was pointing behind the red-haired man, and slashed his head fiercely.
Call!
"I really don't understand etiquette."
The red-haired man sighed, and with a flick of his wrist, he grabbed the strange-shaped flute and held it to his mouth.
Blowing now? It’s too late!
Li Fuyou had a ferocious expression on his face. He had also encountered opponents who were good at using music skills. As long as he could hold on for the first few breaths, he would be able to smash his head with his fist before the music could take effect!
The sound of the flute was melodious and melodious, like the random work of a shepherd boy in the mountains. There was no trace of murderous intent at all. Li Fuyou was still wondering about the purpose of the other party playing this tune, and his eyes suddenly blurred.
The starlight outside the cabin lit up for no reason, and the bright starlight enveloped everyone in the room.
What is going on?
Although Li Fuyou was confused, he didn't pause for a moment and still hit the red-haired man on the head.
However, his punch was so soft that the opponent just glanced at him and dodged it!
The sound of the flute continued, and Li Fuyou felt more and more that the true energy in his body was being pulled away by an inexplicable force. The dharma image behind him suddenly shattered, and he stumbled to the ground, his face full of disbelief.
"You said it would be better if you cooperated obediently. Why are you in such an awkward situation?" The red-haired man put down his flute and said condescendingly.
After the sound of the flute stopped, the strange starlight suddenly dispersed. Li Fuyou regained control of his body slightly and was about to get up when he was stepped on the head.
The red-haired man leaned down and took out a small porcelain bottle and placed it on the ground.
"Drink it."
Li Fuyou looked at the porcelain vase in front of him. The pungent stench almost made him vomit. The inside was densely packed with small black bugs, with no beaks or legs, and they were still pupae everywhere.
"I know it doesn't look good, but do you have any other choice?" The red-haired man shook his head with regret and repeated: "Drink it."
Li Fuyou swallowed. He wanted to say no, but as the other party said, he had no right to refuse.
"Drink this...will you let me go?"
"Of course."
There was a battle between heaven and man in his mind, and finally the desire to survive took over. Li Fuyou closed his eyes in pain, grabbed the small porcelain bottle and drank it all in one gulp.
Ignoring the eye-catching appearance, the contents of the porcelain bottle went into the throat smoothly, and there was a slight refreshing feeling after drinking it. He wondered: "What on earth is this?"
"Good stuff, great supplement!"
The red-haired man seemed to be in a good mood, and sat back in his seat with a smile: "Commander Li, the flying boat should be moving, right? Don't let Princess Youqing wait too long."
After saying that, he turned around and hummed a little tune to himself, and beat the rhythm with the flute in his palms, very leisurely.
Li Fuyou didn't dare to say anything, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at Dizi.
It's like looking at a natural enemy.
……
Middle cabin, D-shaped room 22.
"It's really moving, it's really moving!"
Ning Yan shouted excitedly. At this time, he was lying on the window, eyes wide open, unwilling to miss every moment of setting sail.
The flying boat floats steadily over the waterway with the support of water energy. The spiritual patterns engraved on the hull light up. Its speed is getting faster and faster. The scene in front of it gradually blurs. At the same time, the formation protecting the hull is
Continuously unfolding, the light blue light mask rises, covering the body of the flying boat tightly.
"Calm down."
Wu Qing, who was sitting opposite him, was obviously not the first person to ride on a flying boat, and he was already used to it. However, he was quite surprised that Ning Yan actually had such a side, as curious as a child.
Ning Yan felt hungry after watching for a while, so she returned to her seat and began to look for any remaining snacks.
Wu Qing booked a double room. The room was not big. The two single beds were separated by a table board. Mattress and pillows were all prepared for them on the boat. It was almost a matter of just checking in with your bags.
It takes half a week to travel from Huainan Road to Gyeonggi Road. Even at the speed of a flying boat, it will take a day and a half to arrive at the destination at about noon the day after tomorrow. Originally, Ning Yan was worried about whether he would be able to just sit there for two days.
It would be too uncomfortable. I didn’t expect that the middle cabins are all soft sleeper standard rooms. No wonder it’s hard to get a ticket.
I just don’t know how the food is...
Ning Yan has always been a person with a strong thirst for knowledge, so he simply stood up and said, "I'm going to buy some food. Do you want to bring some for you?"
"No, but remember not to run down to the cabin, it's a mess there." Wu Qing warned.