Chapter 9 Chapter 7: The Prince and the Beautiful Boy in the Same Boat

On the sea, lights mean ships. Under the reflection of the lights and the moon, a group of black sailboats lined up in a fan shape not far away, surrounding a blue boat in the center. That fleet of black-sail ships was definitely not an ordinary ship, they were smaller and stronger than ordinary passenger ships.The entire body of the ship is covered with a layer of black iron, and the railings are all embedded with fine steel guards. What is even more shocking is that there is a red cannon standing on the bow of each ship! More than a dozen cannons had black muzzle holes, facing the cyan boat.

Every black sailboat was crowded with people, but they were all standing neatly. They had a white cloth tied on their heads, and they all held long knives tightly in their hands.A gunner stood by the cannon, holding a torch, as if it might fire at any moment. The cyan boat that the muzzle was pointing at floated quietly on the water. The boat is not big, but it is very elegantly arranged.Almost half of the cabin is made of wooden lattice windows, and the window lattices are engraved with clouds, moons and cranes, which are the styles of the Japanese era of Cannabis.Dark purple curtains hung quietly around the cabin, and no sound could be heard inside, as if it was just an empty ship.

It would not be surprising to see such a boat in the pool garden of the Imperial Palace in Kyoto. However, this is a raging sea, and such a boat can be crushed with just one wave. Could it be that it borrowed some magical power to avoid the boundless storm? , Overcoming countless raging waves to a place thousands of miles away? This blue boat seems to have some magical powers.Although those black-sail ships have been around for a long time, they are always timid and timid, not daring to go forward. If you can point a dozen red cannons at a ship, even if the person sitting inside is the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, you shouldn't be afraid.

However, those people on the black sailboat were all scared to death. Even when the Dawei Tianchao slowly approached them, they only took one look, then turned their heads, stared at the small boat with all their attention, and held the steel knife on their fingertips. The knots have turned white. When the boat got close, everyone on the Tianchao took advantage of the moonlight and saw another incredible thing. At least half of those people on board were no longer human beings, but corpses! These corpses were squeezed among the living, some were holding on to the railing, some were pulling the cables, and some were holding long knives in their hands. stiff.There was no wound on the stiff corpse, only black blood was dripping from the neck, flowing down the chest to the deck.It was as if a dark carpet had been spread on the deck.If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that so much blood can flow out of a human body.

Tang Xiu'er felt a stomach upset, she stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, however, her outstretched hand stopped in the air, but she smelled a faint cold fragrance clearly at the end of her nose. This fragrance is extremely light, it seems to be nowhere to be found, and it seems to be everywhere.However, at that moment, green bamboo, cold dew, mountain mist, wind lotus, and all the cold fragrances between heaven and earth have merged into this faint ray, sneaked into the bone marrow with the blood, and finally touched the tense heartstrings of people lightly. Tang Xiu'er trembled all over, looked around for a moment, then put her sleeve on her nose and sniffed vigorously, her eyes finally fell on the half-packed corpses.

The cold fragrance could only come from the corpse—to be exact, it was the black blood gushing from the wound of the corpse. Yet a corpse should only smell of corpses.Blood should only have gore, too. In the thick smell of blood and death, that cold fragrance still sneaks leisurely between the sea and the sky, like a lotus flower that cleans itself and is spotless. Tang Xiu'er only felt that her whole body was frozen and stiff, and she stopped breathing, but this strange fragrance still permeated into her body through every pore on her skin.If this feeling is not experienced personally, it is absolutely difficult to imagine how weird and terrifying it is.

Not only her, almost the whole sea fell into deep fear. Especially those on the black sailboats.Tiredness, despair, and fear have almost crushed them, and they seem to use up their last strength to stand upright.Those eyes were very confused, looking at the corpses around them for a while, and looking at the blue boat for a while, without the slightest hope in their eyes - it seemed that the people living in the blue boat were not people, but monsters. A monster that came out of the deep sea. After a while, there were finally some sounds on the sea.A lantern was stretched out from one of the leading ships.

A man in white slowly stepped onto the bow.It seems that it is not very accurate to say that it is one, because there are only half of them standing up, and the half on the right. His whole body was divided from the center of the brows, rust-red moss piled up on the left side of his face, only the right side of his body was covered with clothes, and the rest was coiled around his waist.Half of his naked body was also covered with sphagnum, while the white clothes on the other half were dazzlingly white. His tall figure stood like an iron tower under the uncertain light, as if he had been split alive.

Everyone was stunned. Seeing such a person in such a place made one wonder if he had sailed into hell inadvertently. The half man in white coughed, and shouted to Qing Chuan: "If you continue to use this ghostly trick to kill people, we will fire." As soon as he spoke, the whole sea surface buzzed and echoed, it seems that the internal force has already disappeared. Quite not weak. However, everyone could hear that his tone was trembling uncontrollably, as if the one who fired the cannon was not others but himself. There was no echo from the blue boat. The half man in white gritted his teeth, the veins on his dark neck were exposed, and he waved down the command flag vigorously.

At this moment, a faint purple light flashed silently from the back of his head, and his body trembled violently.At that moment, everyone seemed to hear the muffled sound of blood vessels tearing, followed by the sound of blood gushing.He straightened up, his eyeballs seemed to pop out of his sockets, and with his last gaze, he could still see a column of bright red fireworks gushing out from the veins on his neck. The top of the fireworks is still bright red, but the roots are already black and shiny.When everything turned black, half of his snow-white body was frozen in place like a stone statue.The command flag in his hand was still floating alone in mid-air, and had not yet been waved down.

A strange fragrance came faintly from his remaining blood, and the moonlight flowed slowly through everyone's heart like a dark tide.The sea wind roared, but there was only a suffocating silence on the sea. After a while, there was a chaotic shout from the black sailboat—the voice was as hoarse as a wild beast, and it seemed to be the last breath of a seriously injured person—"Fire, fire!" A loud noise was deafening, the sea was full of flames, and huge waves surged. The wreckage of the ship was thrown more than ten feet high, and then fell back to the water with a loud noise.The majestic water momentum can't even keep a huge ship like the Dawei Tianchao from surging. "It's a hit, it's a hit!" The people on the sea cheered and shouted as if they had escaped from death. The gunpowder smoke dissipated slowly, and the blue boat had been reduced to powder, with a few wisps of purple silk scattered on the water. However, there was no trace of blood. The people on the black sailboat slowly calmed down and looked at each other. Could it be that this monster has been blown away by these dozens of cannons, and there is no blood in its body at all?Or it is not dead, and has dived back to the bottom of the sea while taking advantage of the gunpowder smoke? The moonlight was even brighter, and the silver-white sea was strangely silent. Suddenly, an extremely slight sound of water seemed to float up from the depths of the seabed. The surface of the sea rippling in the moonlight suddenly sunk down like a silver plate! As the water waves swirl, accompanied by a long stringed musical sound, countless spots of purple light break out of the water like a chrysalis, like a meteor going backwards, instantly covering the sea surface, shining brightly, incomparably glamorous. When the people on the black sailboat saw the purple light all over the sky, their faces turned ashen, as if even their will to escape had been shattered. The surface of the water parted silently. A round of lavender brilliance slowly rises from the water like a bright moon.As soon as it left the water, it became extremely fast and attacked those black sailboats lined up. Everyone's eyes were blurred, and they saw a mass of purple light rapidly shuttle across the sea surface, and those ships, sails, and human bodies suddenly seemed to become illusory and non-existent, allowing it to pass through the body. The purple light stopped suddenly on the mainmast of the first ship, and the brilliance dissipated, only then did everyone see clearly that it was actually a person. The man stood at the top of the five-foot-high mast, wearing a purple robe that moved with the wind, as light as nothing, but his figure was as stable as Mount Tai.He raised his right hand slowly, and the sky full of brilliance hung down from his palm, drawing countless beautiful arcs in the night sky, stretching towards the black sailboats below. The people on the boat looked up at him in amazement, with horror, despair, and begging on their faces, but there was no resistance at all, as if their lives had been firmly bound by the brilliance hanging from his hands, and there was no possibility of breaking free. . The man looked down, sighed softly, slowly clenched his fingers, and lifted them up. With a few slight muffled sounds, countless scarlet flowers bloomed on the deep black sea. blood flower. In an instant, the heads of those people seemed to break free from the shackles of their torsos, and they flew up one after another, rolled a few times in the air, fell into the sea with the sound, and knelt down along with them. The sea surface under the moonlight swayed with halos of blood, and the thick bloody atmosphere could not stop swaying in the blue waves.And those torsos without heads were still kneeling on the spot, leaning forward weirdly, streams of bright red fireworks sprayed out more than ten feet high from the neck cavity. Countless fountains of blood suddenly sprang up on the thick black sea. This kind of scene has never been seen in the legendary purgatory. At the same time, the iron-like hull of the ship also shattered, and more than a dozen ships sank slowly into the sea as if they had suddenly lost their heads. The man in purple was still standing silently on top of the mast, his wide sleeves and waistband fluttering in the sea breeze.His whole body seemed to be a part of the moonlight. It was extremely cold, but it was also illusory and real, making it impossible to stare at it. The mast was less than ten feet away from the water, and he opened his sleeves slightly, and a purple light came towards the Dawei Tianchao. His figure also rises with the wind, that posture is neither floating nor flying, but only for a split second he exchanged positions with the moonlight in your eyes, just as your eyelids open and close, he has already arrived in front of you . With a light flick of the belt, the visitor landed on the deck without a sound. Everyone felt a strange fragrance coming from their nostrils, the fragrance was very elegant, but it was extremely cold, and everyone couldn't help shivering - it was the smell of those corpses. Everyone raised their heads in surprise and looked at the murderous demon. Yet no one could take their eyes off him. His whole body was shrouded in a vague cold light, as soon as he raised his hand, the icy luster shone from the hanging sleeves of his clothes.When he came in front of the crowd, his demeanor was indescribably elegant, yet extremely weird. The moonlight in the sky seems to be getting stronger, but the real night seems to have fallen with him. Everyone's hands and feet seemed to be bathed in a pool of ice, but extreme fear still couldn't stop everyone from staring into his eyes. Those eyes were as clear as still water, deeper than the sea in front of him.In the indifferent divine light, there seemed to be unspeakable sadness and compassion hidden—in any case, these eyes should only belong to Prince Sakyamuni, not to this demon who took dozens of human heads with a single gesture. It just so happens that such a monster has a flawless face. There are many people on the deck who can be called weathervaners.However, Hugh said that a man, even the most vain and beautiful woman, can't help but marvel, this is a face carved by the gods with painstaking efforts.On the strangely beautiful silhouette, the extremely delicate facial features are just right, like the stars in the dark night, shining on the whole world.Alone, elegant, flawless.If there is one flaw to be found on his face, it is that his complexion and lip color are too pale, as if he has not seen the sun all year round. If a monster has such a face, everyone would rather not see him as a monster.What's more, he must be a human being, and he is the most pampered person.Although the monster can change his perfect face, he can't change his quiet aristocratic demeanor. At this time, the purple-clothed boy actually spoke: "The people who have been outside the country have admired the scenery of the Central Plains for a long time. They have lived thousands of miles away, but they are unfortunately valued by robbers. The boat is destroyed, and relatives and friends are gone. They are panic-stricken. What can I do? If you want a seat, Feeling ashamed again. Can the gentleman in the seat give you the land?" Although the words were a little deep, he said them very naturally. Tang Xiu'er's eyeballs almost fell out.The murderous demon actually asked them for help politely, and still wanted to live on this ship. She asked first, "Who are you?" The purple-clothed boy said: "Everyone can call me Xiaoyan." Tang Xiu'er curled her lips and said, "This must be a fake name. So you're not willing to show your true face?" The boy actually smiled slightly: "Although the name is false, every inch of his face is true." Unexpectedly, he would still laugh. At this moment, all the blood and hostility around him dissipated immediately.It seems that the world is also washed and reborn because of this smile. Everyone was captured by his smile, as if everything had been forgotten. The purple-clothed boy who called himself Xiaoyan turned his gaze to Xie Shan, and said, "Thank you, young master, for treating Zishiji, let me do it." Xie Shan raised his head in astonishment, but he didn't see any movement from him, only felt a long purple light, and he was already in front of him.Gently flicking the sleeves of his robe, the girl in Xie Shan's hand is already in his arms. Xie Shan only felt a chill in the tentacles, and his mind went blank for a moment. The opponent didn't have any inner strength in his hands, but at the moment he made a move, everything around him seemed to be frozen by invisible magic power, allowing him to calmly enter and exit, and the purple Shi Ji carried her away. There has never been such a strange martial art in the world.Xie Shan's heart trembled, and he couldn't help taking a step back.When she looked up, she saw Tang Xiu'er was looking at her with contempt, her face flushed suddenly. The girl had been unconscious for a long time, but she woke up as soon as she fell into the arms of the purple-clothed boy. She struggled to get up, knelt up on the deck, and said in a low voice: "Master, this subordinate...the subordinate has not been able to stop you!" They are coming, subordinate..." Her chest heaved violently, and she couldn't make a sound, her bright eyes were full of guilt and remorse. Xiaoyan nodded, turned to Zhuo Wangsun, clasped his fists and said, "Zishiji is seriously injured, please let me find a place to heal her." Zhuo Wangsun smiled slightly, he could tell at a glance that he was the real owner of the ship when no one said a word, this young man was indeed a very remarkable person, much wiser than he imagined. Zhuo Wangsun said with a smile: "The good guest came from afar, but Yu couldn't greet him from far away, so it's very impolite. The rooms in No. 2 and 3 are still available, so if you don't give up, please ask Mr. Xiaoyan and Miss Zishi to condescend for a while. drive." Xiaoyan nodded, thanked Zhuo Wangsun, and carried Zishiji straight off the deck. The others were still in shock, watching his figure pass by them in amazement, but no one dared to step forward to stop him. In other words, it wasn't that he didn't dare, but that he was deeply shocked by his demeanor. After a while, Tang Xiu'er woke up like a dream, and said: "You just let him go on like this? Just now there were dozens of boats and dozens of lives, and he killed all of them with one move. You guys It’s so clear, but let him go with us?” She pointed to the shipwrecks scattered in the sea, and suddenly her movements froze. Following the direction of her finger, a burst of flames sprang up on the sea surface, and then there was a loud noise, and a shell as thick as a sea bowl flew straight towards the deck.