[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

two months later.

The sea is always fickle.At times she is beautiful and gentle, pampering the myriad ships and fishermen that ply her surface.But sometimes, she has an undercurrent, and she doesn't know how many innocent lives have been buried.At other times, she will also be angry, and the wind will whip up high waves, enough to smash countless ships.

Chu Liuxiang and the others happened to be at the time when Dahai was angry.

The wind suddenly picked up, and it seemed that a storm was about to start.Looking at it like this, I'm afraid even some small boats can't support it, let alone the coffin where Chu Liuxiang and the others are sitting?

Yes.

coffin.

Six high-quality nanmu coffins.

There were six people sitting on the coffin.

They are Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua, Kuaiwang Zhangsan, Jin Lingzhi, God Catcher Ying Wanli, and General Xiong's number one expert Bai Lie.

They should have died in the sea after the ship sank.

However, although Ding Feng who wanted to kill them did not leave a boat, he left six coffins for the six of them.

These coffins saved their lives after the ship sank.

But now, the storm is coming.These coffins could no longer save them.

Chu Liuxiang has always been an optimistic person, no matter what kind of desperate situation, he can find a way to give himself hope, and solve all the troubles with a smile.

But this time, he really couldn't laugh.

His mind went blank.

Just because this time, his enemy is not certain people or forces.But this sea, this ruthless nature.

What else can be done?

A sense of oppression permeated among the six people.All they could do was hold onto the coffin tightly in their own way.As long as they let go, they will be thrown into the sea.

At this time, Zhang San, who had been muttering to himself, suddenly yelled loudly: "Look, what is that?!"

Hu Tiehua, who was lying down and pretending to be dead, bounced up violently and looked forward.

It is a lamp.

Bright lights broke through the darkness, and the smooth hull gradually appeared in front of them.

Saved!

The voice as cold as ice jade came from afar, and there was actually a hint of a smile.

"Pindao was lucky today, and met a big fish. Oh, there is more than one fish. One, two, three...well, a total of six fish."

Then, the voice paused and suddenly amplified.

"The big fish in the coffin in front is Chu Liuxiang?"

Chu Liuxiang laughed loudly: "Don't want to see my jokes anymore, Daoist, come and save me!"

The smile in that voice deepened: "Interesting, Chu Xiangshuai actually asked Pindao for help. The Chu Xiangshuai that Pindao knew was not so downcast, this must be a fake."

While speaking, the boat was getting closer and closer to them, and they were within a distance where they could jump on it with light work.

Zhang San shouted: "This is the real Chu Liuxiang!"

"You just say yes? How do you prove it?"

Now, everyone has understood that the owner of this voice must be Chu Liuxiang's friend.Therefore, I am also willing to make a few jokes.

Hu Tiehua didn't recognize who the voice was at first, but Chu Liuxiang didn't know many Taoist priests at all, so when he was reminded like this, he remembered who it was who came to save them now.

He laughed loudly: "What kind of proof does Taoist Master Yunyun want?"

A childish but cold voice came: "There is no such thing as a priest here. Since it is Chu Liuxiang, he must have the ability to jump on board by himself?"

"Tell the helmsman to go back. If the person calling for help is really Chu Liuxiang, he will jump over. We don't need to go to rescue him." The child's voice said so.

Hu Tiehua: ...

He imitated Chu Liuxiang and touched his nose: "Master Fang Xiaodao really likes to joke, we don't have the energy to jump over this far."

Having said that, the big ship with a smooth shape still rushed to them not far away.A hemp rope broke through the air and fell straight onto the coffin.

"I got it, Pindao pulled you up." The other end of the hemp rope was in the hands of a handsome Taoist priest.He stood at the bow of the boat, with long hair and high bundles, and his vague figure was like a fairy.

"I don't need it." Chu Liuxiang smiled and jumped onto the boat.

"Why, I'll use it?" Old Hu snorted, and jumped up following Chu Liuxiang.

Zhang San said with a smile: "Miss Jin should use this rope!" He also jumped over it.

"Don't worry about it! You look down on Miss Ben, don't you?" Jin Lingzhi glared with big eyes, and jumped over lightly.

"Looks like I'm the only old man who needs help?" Ying Wanli shook his head helplessly.

Having said that, Mr. Ying Wanli didn't pull the rope either.He threw out the coffin board in his hand, borrowed some strength from it, and fell onto the boat.

What about Baihun?

He didn't know when he was standing side by side with Ying Wanli.

A rope, no one actually used it.

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "How about the Taoist priest help us tie the six coffins behind the boat, after all it saved our lives."

"Come on, I'm not so stupid to pull six coffins." He raised his hand, and the rope was retracted, and he fell to the deck beside him.

"Good work!" Zhang San's eyes lit up.He looked at the Taoist priest and couldn't help being taken aback.Without him, this person is too good-looking - knife-like, with aggressive features, but has an indifferent and cold temperament.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, poor Taoist Yan Qingping, I have met you."

Who is this Daoist, but Yan Qingping?

"Big pig's trotters, how did you become pickled trotters?" Fang Siming's voice sounded from above, but there was no one there.

Everyone looked up and saw a small figure on the top of the mast.He floated down and landed firmly on Yan Qingping's shoulder.With a half mask, a cloak, and white hair and golden pupils, it was Fang Siming.

"Master Fang Xiaodao." Chu Liuxiang greeted him, "Thanks to you two this time. Otherwise, I would have become a pig's trotter with soaked hair."

"Don't talk about that yet, won't Xiangshuai introduce us?" Yan Qingping waved his hand.

Chu Liuxiang introduced them one by one.

"This is Kuaiwang Zhangsan, my good friend, grilled fish is the best in the world."

"Thank you both for saving your life!" Zhang San clasped his fists seriously.

"This is Miss Jin, Miss Jin Lingzhi."

"Thank you two Taoist priests for saving your life, Jin Lingzhi remembered it." Although Jin Lingzhi was spoiled, she was not ignorant.

"This is old man Ying Wanli, who is the catcher, and next to him is Bai Lie, a master under General Xiong."

"Thank you, Taoist priest, for saving your life." Ying Wanli cupped her fists.Bai Lie also saluted.

"You're a thief, why did you get mixed up with the head catcher?" Fang Siming blinked.

Chu Liuxiang was speechless.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Yan Qingping smiled, "Although I really want to get to know you all, but I think you may want to have a good meal."

"Extremely extreme." Hu Tiehua sighed, "I think I'm so thirsty that I can drink a tank of water."

"I want to eat scallion pancakes." Chu Liuxiang sighed.

"There is no scallion pancake." Fang Xiaoming glanced at him, "Come here, go and clean up the three rooms." He paused, "Burn four buckets of hot water, send one bucket to Miss Jin's room, and two buckets to Mr. Ying's room. "

"What about the remaining bucket?" Chu Liuxiang blinked.

Although Hu Tiehua and Zhang San don't like to take a bath, he is a clean man!

"Miss Jin is a girl's house, and one bucket of water may not be enough, so let's send the last bucket to her room." Yan Qingping said suddenly.

While speaking, they had already entered the cabin.

"I didn't expect to meet all of you, so I didn't prepare anything to eat. Let's just settle down for a while."

The next person is already putting food on the table.

Just simple buns and porridge.All that's left is water—fresh water chilled in a large bowl.However, even the most pampered Golden Ganoderma could not refuse such simple things.

Zhang San took a deep breath: "Master Daoist, I will definitely treat you to fish next time. Eat as much as you want in one sitting!"

"Tomorrow, Brother Zhang can grill fish for us tomorrow." Yan Qingping and Fang Siming did not take their seats, and left after watching the servants arrange the things.

Chu Liuxiang knew that this was the thoughtfulness of the Taoist priest.

He firmly remembered this feeling.

But Yan Qingping, who turned around and went out, had a grim expression.

Because, on the dark sea, lights appeared again.

"Yuan Suiyun?" He asked in a low voice.

"Hmph, the fish has entered our boat, let's see what he can catch?" Fang Siming sneered.

"This is the beginning..." Yan Qingping's voice was shattered by the strong wind, and only Fang Siming heard it.

"Oh, a good show."

They stood by the boat and looked at the big boat together.

It's coming to them.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the nutrient solution tomorrow!

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