I have a room in Huangquan

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One by one, the reins quickly wove a rope bridge under her feet, and connected it to the deck of the ghost ship.

I saw Sardar sitting obliquely on the ground, his already old and injured cheeks were pale and frightening, like a corpse just pulled out of the freezer in a funeral home.

A strong breath of death permeated his whole body.

The three skeletons standing behind him stood beside Sardar tremblingly.

When the wild woman boarded the ghost ship, it was obvious that just the big black ax had already made them tremble from the depths of their souls.

"Cough cough cough... kill me if you want, but kill me, the master behind me will always come to you to settle the score."

Sardar's voice was hoarse, and it seemed that when he said these words, his whole body was already extremely weak.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that the famous ghost captain, the messenger of death, would be so downcast one day.

"Master! Is the rumor true?"

The wild woman raised her eyebrows, and casually raised the ax in her hand.

Just like the stories passed down by the pirates, the ghost ship is the messenger of death, extraditing the souls of the dead on the sea.

Although these rumors have been exaggerated in various ways, and even changed beyond recognition.

But in some places, it is not groundless.

After all, with Sardar's age and talent, he has reached the Disaster Spirit level so early, and it is absolutely impossible to do it without an adventure.

About his adventure, I also heard a little from my father.

She didn't believe it before, but it wasn't until she went to Huangquan that she realized that the world was not as simple as she thought.

"Hey hey~ You can do it if you say so, I'm ready!"

After a dumb laugh, Sardar lay calmly on the deck, ready to die.

"Ready for what?"

Tu Yuniang had a blank expression on her face, as if she couldn't understand what Sardar was saying at all.

"Kill me, your ax can chop off the heads of your uncle and several uncles, and give me a share. With me, your ship is really invincible on the sea."

Sardar looked at the wooden pirate ship behind him, his expression unavoidably complicated.

If he hadn't been seriously injured, this pirate ship that had just been formed from the blood sacrifice might not necessarily be the opponent of his own ghost ship.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Up to now, I have nothing to say, it is best to die happily.

However, seeing Sardar's expression of closing his eyes and waiting to die, Tu Yuniang laughed instead: "Who said I'm going to kill you."

Sardar slowly opened his eyelids, a little surprised: "Don't you kill me?"

"It's not worth killing you..."

Tu Yuniang said absently while playing with the ax in her hand.

Sardalton tensed up suddenly, death is not terrible, at least for him, it is just returning to the embrace of death.

But if you don't kill yourself... For a moment, Sardar felt a chill in his heart.

He didn't know what kind of person the female devil in front of him was, but even his uncle could sacrifice blood, which showed that he was cruel and merciless.

"Don't kill me? Then what are you going to do."

Tu Yuniang seemed to be waiting for Sardar's words.

With a swing of the huge axe, the ax pointed at the tip of Sardar's nose, and faintly spit out two words.

"Robbery!"

It is normal for pirates to rob pirates.

Even some second-rate pirates will often pay a fixed remuneration to first-rate pirates who are stronger than them as protection fees.

So this kind of thing is nothing rare.

But today is different.

Everyone stood and watched the grand robbery in front of them from a distance.

At this time, no righteous person like in a fairy tale appeared to stop this evil deed.

Even Ghaith and the others, who were hiding far away, just silently raised their mobile phones and took pictures of the precious pictures in front of them.

Just imagine that after many years, people's textbooks will definitely leave today's vivid lesson.

The dignified ghost captain Sardar was actually robbed by pirates.

What a precious picture.

As for blocking?

My brain was flooded before I went back to stop it.

If it is said that Sardar is definitely not the only one who is in a complicated mood at this time.

Kajiffer also had mixed feelings.

Looking at the ghost ship that had been dismantled into eight pieces and torn apart, he felt like crying. Ordinarily, they were the focus, but now it seemed that all eyes were snatched away by Sardar and Tu Yuniang who appeared out of nowhere up.

I don't know how far this matter will spread after tomorrow.

But starting today, all pirates will call Tu Yuniang's name wildly, and all pirates are willing to regard her as their queen.

Who dares to refuse to accept the pirate king who dares to rob even the messenger of death!

"let me go!!"

At this time, a human child was caught in the cabin.

He hid in the corner of the cabin, holding a diary in his hand, and tried to fight back after being discovered by a pirate.

It's a pity that the thin figure, far from being the opponents of these elites from the Bloodsail Pirates, was lifted out like a little mouse at this moment, and thrown in front of Sardar.

"Hey! Why is this kid here??"

In the crowd, a thin pirate pushed away the crowd and stepped out. With red eyes, he stared straight at the child.

This skinny pirate is none other than [Wangcai] who temporarily became a military advisor.

After looking at the child, Wangcai was also very surprised.

Isn't this kid the little guy on Paradise Island?How did he show up on Sardar's ghost ship?

With doubts, Wangcai walked up to the boy: "Why are you here? Was he arrested??"

"Do you recognize me?" The boy was wary of the pirates in front of him, his eyes full of confusion.

"I saw you on Paradise Island, you just didn't notice me."

Wangcai said, pointing to Sardar: "He arrested you, I can send you back if you want."

For this little boy, Wangcai is very impressed, he is a good seedling.

In addition, his master had a good impression of this little boy, so Wangcai was more than happy to help him for free.

Of course, there is also Wangcai's own little abacus.

"go back!"

The boy's eyes lit up, but he looked at Sardar who was sitting on the ground, and his brows were entangled for a moment.

"Why, is there any difficulty??"

Wangcai's ability to observe words and expressions naturally reached the full level early. Looking at the boy's expression, he probably guessed what was going on in his heart.

"Are you... are you going to kill my teacher??"

After the boy finished speaking, he was interrupted mercilessly by Sardar: "Hehe, I didn't recognize you as an apprentice, you are my dog!"

But the boy was not angry at all, he just looked at Wangcai with pleading eyes.

Wangcai shook his head: "No, my master said, it's a pity that such an excellent master of enchanting died, so I don't intend to kill him."

After hearing Wangcai's words, the boy breathed a sigh of relief.

"In this case, you can follow him. We will give you a boat and some food. As for the future, I don't care."

As Wangcai said, he ordered someone to prepare a small fishing boat for Sardar.

This fishing boat was neither big nor small. It was originally a boat of a foreigner, but now it was naturally thrown to Sardar and the others.

Sardar was seriously injured and almost lost half his life, and without the ghost ship, it is estimated that he will not be able to breathe for a long time.

This is also Ding Xiaoyi's goal.

Before, he wished Sardar would die because he had no other choice.

But now, since he has more options, it is not a good choice to kill Sardar like this.

"Aren't you afraid that he will come back to revenge you?"

On the deck, the wild woman held Ding Xiaoyi in her arms.

Looking at the shadow of Sardar being lifted onto the fishing boat and gradually going away, he couldn't help asking.

Ding Xiaoyi folded his arms, lying in the arms of the wild woman with a tired look on his face.

In my heart, I only hated that I drank too little Sanbian wine.

After a great battle, I feel like the dregs in the medicine soup.

Yes, not only the essence has been boiled out.

Still wrapped in cloth, squeezed until the last drop of water is completely drained.

A fake one.

Facing the inquiry of the wild woman.

He nodded and admitted straightforwardly: "Scared!"

"But it is precisely because of fear that I need him to live even more.

Only in this way can I break through faster, and only become stronger, stronger than him.

The next time we meet, I will not be afraid of him. "

This is only part of the reason, and there is another part that Ding Xiaoyi didn't explain, but it's just like what Wangcai said.

It's a shame Sardar died.

This guy is a genius in magic, and currently, only he and Sardar know how to use magic.

If Sardar died, he would feel that a lot of fun was lost.

Just like those who like to play with figurines, if you play alone, no matter how fun it is, it will always be boring.

Occasionally one day, you see someone else playing, and the gameplay is different from yours.

You are surprised to find that it can be equipped with voice, filled with silica gel, and a heating system...

Hehe... Did you open the door to a new world all at once?

Therefore, it is a pity to kill Sardar.

The most important thing is that I have the confidence and determination to become a disaster-level powerhouse.

Even surpassing Sardar, until that day, if I crush him in strength, I will rob him again.

It would be even better if he surpassed him in enchantment, but he could make fun of this master of enchantment.

No matter from which point of view, killing is only the most superficial way.

Only surpassing him in all aspects, crushing him, and beating him is a more interesting choice.

Chapter 3 Eleven: Huskies among wolves

"Master, Young Mistress, we have gained a lot this time, and they are all good things."

Wangcai controlled the thin pirate's body, and leaned forward to hand over the list of property robbed from the ghost ship this time.