A medieval European-style wooden boat collided onto the ancient warship. The entire wooden boat's hull vibrated violently, overturning almost all the people on the boat to the ground, and all kinds of supplies scattered all over the ground.

A small gap broke out from the bow of the old wooden ship, while the ancient warship in the distance was motionless, and the scarlet mist wrapped around the hull seemed to tell the endless mystery.

In the chaos, Faraday stood still and looked up and saw a huge ancient warship, which appeared in the scarlet blood mist not far away.

It was exactly what an ancient warship eight hundred years ago. This kind of aura of killing and war was almost impossible to be imitated by others.

On the old wooden boat, before Faraday could come to his senses, a man in white walked out of the scarlet blood mist with two identical orientals and appeared in his sight.

The two identical people immediately attracted Faraday's attention. There was only one situation where exactly the same people appeared in this place, that is, the scarlet blood mist was damaging.

This is the magic of the combination of darkness and light.

Are these two people also entering the ancient battlefield?

Before Faraday could think carefully, the monk Bujie in white spoke, and the ancient and mysterious ancient Taoist sounded in Bujie's mouth and resounded in everyone's ears.

"You... were requisitioned!"

This voice stunned everyone, including Qiao Yuanshan.

requisition?

What's the meaning?

The monk in white clothes does not act as a literal meaning, and he requisitions everyone on this ship.

Recruiting some cannon fodder is the best choice for Bujie. He needs to protect two Qiao Yuanshan, so naturally someone needs to explore this ancient warship.

"What do you mean?"

Faraday also used the "magic language" to try to communicate with the white-clothed demon monk, saying.

From the words of the white-clothed oriental man in front of him, he had a bad premonition.

This kind of words, hundreds of years ago, was often said by pirates on the sea, but they were not as gentle as the monk Bujie in white.

But robbery is robbery, and it doesn’t matter whether this kind of words are gentle or not.

"It means...Next, you need to listen to my monk's teachings." Bujie's voice was cold and unquestionable.

The magicians on the ship still couldn't understand it, they were treated as slaves.

A group of people became restless in an instant. On the boat, you could see a pair of people who looked exactly the same, and the voices of discussion came one after another.

"Can't do this to us!"

Another Faraday stood up and said loudly to Bujie with a righteous expression.

"Is that true?" Bujie laughed.

After he asked this question "Is that right?", Faraday, who spoke up and asked, suddenly fell to the ground, his neck veins bulged, and his eyes seemed to be bulging out.

Then, the Faraday's face began to peel off, and the flesh under the skin was taken off, blood gushed out, and the whole person seemed to have melted.

In an instant, everyone became silent.

But in a moment, the "Faraday" had completely transformed into a skeleton, and the vague flesh and blood flowed across the deck.

Then it seemed as if some force was disturbed, and the lush white bones broke and turned into endless dust.

The flesh and blood on the ground immediately turned into dust and was blown away by the wind.

The monk Bujie in white looked at the blown dust and knew that he had killed a dummy.

"It seems that I have helped you!"

Everyone's hearts trembled as they said this.

The monk Bujie in white looked around and smiled and said, "Now, is there anyone else who has any objections?"

On the entire old wooden boat, everyone was speechless.

Faraday felt the gap, and he didn't even feel how the white-clothed oriental man in front of him took action.

There is no restlessness in magical elements, no signs of taking action.

The fake "Faraday" who was almost as strong as him died without a complete corpse.

Although Faraday had imagined meeting the extraordinary forces in the East before heading to the East, there seemed to be a little gap between imagination and the gap.

Seeing everyone speechless, Bujie smiled and said, "Very good. It seems that no one has any objections, so let's get on the boat."

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Bujie.

"Master, isn't it too authentic for us to do this?" Qiao Yuanshan's mouth twitched.

Without hesitation, robbery, kill, and threaten, the master's behavior does not seem to be done by the righteous way!

The monk Bujie in white nodded after hearing this and said with a serious expression: "You are right."

Then the monk in white turned around without warning and said very politely:

"Please follow me on the boat."

The monk in white smiled faintly, but the smile made everyone feel cold.

Everyone looked at each other, but in the end they did not dare to disobey the bald oriental man who seemed very polite in front of them.

Qiao Yuanshan stared at the scene in front of him blankly behind him, and he felt as if he was coercing the scene of the crime.

Well………Master, what I said is not that I was not polite enough.

What I am talking about is your killing and coercing.

Are you really the elder of my master?

Who did you learn this set of coercion?

Unfortunately, Buji didn't give him another chance to speak.

"Dear donors, please hurry up. If I start to take action, I will inevitably hurt the innocent."

Without mercy on your face, you will be merciful and compassionate.

The crowd did not dare to take action, so they could only walk honestly towards the ancient warship.

A quarter of an hour later, the monk Bujie in white stood on the ancient warship with a strange expression.

On the ancient warship where he left, the half barrel of wine disappeared.

Now, only an empty barrel was left on the ancient warship and poured it on the spot, as if someone had just stolen wine.

The monk in white turned his gaze to the entrance of the cabin, leaving a footprint that was not big or small, as if the man had returned to the cabin after drinking.

"You, go and open the cabins."

The monk in white did not quit and ordered a male magician who had just been pulled from the old wooden boat.

"I?"

Qiao Ge pointed at himself blankly.

"Yes! You! Please be faster, I am not very patient."

The monk in white nodded and said lightly.

Qiao Ge looked at the indifferent expression of the monk in white, and felt cold in his heart. He hurried forward and walked to the cabin door of the cabin.

The entire hatch door is made of wood, and it looks like new.

However, Qiao Ge was in panic.

If there was really nothing here, the deep oriental extraordinary man would not have caught them and tried their way.

"Squeak squeak..."

This wooden door is obviously new, but it makes a sound that seems to be old for many years.

This ancient voice made everyone's heart tremble.

However, until the door of the cabin was completely opened, nothing strange happened.

However, it was pitch black inside the cabin, and it was as dark as a bottomless abyss.

Qiao Ge stood in front of the gate and felt a cold wind blowing from the cabin, which made him almost get goosebumps all over his body.

There is definitely something wrong here.

"Continue to go in!" The white-clothed monk Bujie's voice rang again, like a death-hunting ringtone.

Qiao Ge turned around and looked at the white-clothed demon monk Bujie, but the white-clothed demon monk Bujie did not respond and said, "Look at what I do, after all, I am not a devil."

Just when Qiao Ge thought he would stop walking, the white-clothed demon monk Bujie spoke again: "But if you don't walk, you will become a lonely ghost."

Qiao Ge's body suddenly stiffened.
Chapter completed!