Chapter 39: Fool

There are several white clouds floating in the sky. The sun is mild and not hot at all. Fengshou and Bai Xiao also marched along the edge of a continuous hill. On the hills, there are sporadic patches of cultivated arable land. Most of the crops planted have been desolate. It can be judged that the magic road has invaded this place for a short time, and The lives of the people in this area pose a great threat and are almost overwhelmed. Because it is close to the Huo Lingjiang River, it can be regarded as the hometown of fish and rice, and the folk customs are also good. There are not many rough places, but it looks very soft.

But now, all this has become history.

The people who still live here have been completely controlled by the devil and tragically reduced to toys and food, which has become a hell on earth. The only way out for these unfortunate indigenous people is to join them, undergo a bloody transformation, and then become demons. This is obviously not a road to heaven. After their death, they will eventually go to hell and be tortured, but at least they will be alive now. Therefore, the power of the magic road in this area continues to expand, hoarding a large number of low-level magic cultivation forces.

Of course, all this will not make the two hurried passers-by have too much pity and sadness. Feng Kui and Bai Xiao are now just quietly looking at the blue sky, where there is a black phoenix that is not huge, but absolutely cold and gorgeous, constantly hovering. They look at the sky, and the presence in the sky is also looking at them. Suddenly, the black phoenix made a cry again and swooped down, allowing people to see the tip of the existing iceberg on its back. It was a long leg that was exposed, white and strong, with perfect lines, which was enough to make any man salivate.

Seeing this leg, Bai Xiaoyi snorted gently, turned her head slightly, glanced at Feng Kui's head, and wanted to see some interesting expression in his eyes, but she was immediately disappointed. Feng Kui's face did not change at all, but more indifference turned cold and deep. Cold.

"Xue?"

The sound of Feng Kui's head sounded suddenly, and the beautiful long leg on the black phoenix's back was no longer there. A man, a woman, a domineering and beautiful suffocating beauty appeared in front of Feng Kui Shou. A seemingly delicate hand stretched forward and had buckled the neck of Feng Kui's head. In her big bright eyes, she could not see anything else except a shining luster. The powerful beautiful woman's hand holding Feng Kui's head and throat is full of strength, as if she may break it at any time, and she will not be moved at all, even if she blinks her eyes. She wore a strange mask, covering the upper half of her face and the whole forehead, revealing only her cheeks, mouth, nose and eyes. The mask is ferocious, purple and luminous. However, none of this can hide her beauty. This is a symbol or a magic weapon, and it is definitely not a cover-up.

Feng Kui quietly looked at the powerful woman in front of him, with a strange expression on his face. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, moved slowly, and gently stroked the girl's cheek like a father's kindness. A trace of anger appeared in the girl's eyes, and there was a blush on her face. Suddenly, she made an angry humming from her nose. She suddenly withdrew her hand and stared at Feng Kui's head, full of a meaningful affection, as if no one could subdue her. However, she still lost the lead.

"Rasha."

Feng Kui shouted.

Rasha fiercely opened his hand on her cheek and said coldly, "What are you doing here? Death?" Of course, she knows better than Feng Kui's head that the danger to any immortal in this area is by no means more than what she sees on the surface.

"I just passed by here and helped my friend do something necessary."

Feng Kui said patiently. He has never been disgusted with the witch Rasha, but has a complicated feeling in his heart. He feels that those things in the ancient demon world are both absurd and wonderful. If he can choose, he will never meet the Rasha swordsmen, but the actual position is an insurmountable barrier to divide them into two opposite sides.

"You can't pass by. You have to take a detour."

Rasha said sternly.

"Is it for my good?"

Feng Kui asked without consciousness, which was very direct and almost unreasonable.

Rasha hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to watch you die in other people's hands. You have to live longer and wait for me to deal with you."

"Are you still pure?"

Feng Kui seemed to suddenly remember something and asked suddenly.

Rasha was furious, like a crazy female beast, murderous: "I'm going to kill you, now..."

Feng Kui said, "You can't kill me now." Calm and confident. He could feel the strength of Rasha, and it was impossible for anyone to kill anyone, let alone fight now. Deep in their hearts, they are friends who have hugged each other and spit out bitter water. They may die, but they will never die in each other's hands. This wonderful relationship is even more reliable than any vows.

Rasha was so angry that he couldn't speak and suddenly laughed. Suddenly, he looked at Bai Xiaoyi beside him, cold and dangerous: "Are you still taking her with you?" It seems that she has already seen the prey.

Feng Kui's head was motionless, and his eyes wandered on Rasha and Bai Xiaoyi. He immediately found a wonderful epic war. Their beauty was competing, their temperament was competing, and their eyes were competing. Anyway, it was a full-scale war, without gunpowder smoke, and a beautiful war. The wind head has been completely ignored. In order to prove his sense of existence, Feng Kui coughed softly: "Well, this is a contest that will never come out. Rasha, what exactly do you want to do? Does the devil really want to go to war with Xiandao?

Rasha turned his head coldly, looked at Feng Kui's head, and sneered, "What are you doing?" Rasha clenched his fist, "Of course, it's a war, an unprecedented war."

Feng Kui was moved: "What is this for?"

"Fair."

Rasha's answer was simple and straightforward, unexpected.

"Fair?"

Feng Kui was surprised.

Rasha: "Yes, it's fair. In the battle of ancient immortals and demons, the devil was defeated, and the ultimate punishment was to imprison the whole demon world without seeing the sun. Over the years, all the geniuses in the demon world have not been given the opportunity to grow up. What resources can be in a cage? After so many years, the magic road that has been restricted is far worse than the fairy road. However, we will not put up with this war any longer. We need fairness, a fair right to the Kyushu world, the same rights as demons and ghosts. Kyushu world is a common world of four paths, and Xiandao is not qualified to be the master. If the immortals do not follow, we will launch a full-scale war with this pseudo-master, and the war will break out in the whole Kyushu world.

Rasha's words made Feng Kui's heart awe-inspiring and smiled bitterly: "It seems that this is no longer something that can be changed by one person. In this case, we will see each other later..." In the future, where he will go, Feng Kui himself began to be confused. Hatred? Revenge? In the face of a catastrophe, what will these be?!

Power! Revenge!

Feng Kui repeated these four words in the bottom of his heart. When you are confused, this is the goal, which is two major events. He turned around and went to Huo Lingjiang. Rasha's angry voice sounded behind him: "Bastard, I let you turn around and take a detour... You will die..."

This may be stubbornness. Feng Kui did not turn around and left without hesitation. It seemed that on that stormy night, he was going to be a mountain thief. Until he couldn't hear Rasha's voice, he read Xue'er in his heart, sorry for your kindness, and then looked at Bai Xiaoyi, who was silent beside him, and said, "Do you still want to go to Huanhai Treasure Island?"

Bai Xiao also said seriously, "If you want to jump into the fire pit, don't leave me, let's jump together." Besides, I mean to come to Shangzhou. Hee, in fact, you jumped into the fire pit with me. We are all idiots."

Feng Kui's mood was much more relaxed and sighed faintly, "The feeling of hitting the spearhead must be uncomfortable!" There is no bitterness in it. For a moment, he had a feeling that the reason why he did not turn around was the so-called sense of justice. It turns out that this thing has not been extinguished. It seems that a well-stricken grass has finally grown up a little. It turns out that there will be green, and even a small flower with a faint fragrance.

"This is the real warrior." Bai Xiao also made fun of it.

"Really stupid warrior."

Feng Kui laughed at himself. However, the next road was surprisingly smooth. Nothing was blocked, and nothing happened when the old devil came. This reminded Feng Kui of Rasha's resentful face and thanked the hot witch in his heart. He has classified Rasha as kindness with paranoidity in his heart. This is just his own scale. Fortunately, Bai Xiao has also classified her as an unforgivable villain.

It was not until the two arrived at a ferry by the Huoling River and saw a lonely ferry and an old boat home that Feng Kui was relieved. The old boat family is not an ordinary person. He has a pair of poisonous eyes. Most of the time, he looks extremely turbid and has no luster. It is hidden under the huge bamboo hat. When he sees a passenger coming, his eyes will shine and make a judgment.

Feng Kui and Bai Xiao also approached the ferry. The old boat's back was on its back, and its cloudy eyes looked over, making a hoarse and old voice, "Do you want to take a boat?" A brief question, not even asking where to go.

Feng Kui nodded. This ferry only goes to one place, which is the Treasure Island of the Sea. It is hard to imagine that such a broken ship that is about to sink can sail into the depths of the sea. However, this is the ship and boatman of Haibao Island, and no one will doubt it. And it's useless for you to doubt whether you can get on the boat or not. Fuhai Treasure Island has the ability to choose its customers, and almost no one dares to question this ability. There is no fairy sect, no magic, demons and ghosts.

"Well, the spiritual stone on my body is not bad. OK, you can go. However, with all due respect, I'm afraid that you won't be safe along the way. The old boat said slowly.

Feng Kui was stunned and became vigilant. At this time, a cold voice sounded: "Old man, you seem to have said too much."

The old boat family immediately shrank into a group, like a lonely old man in troubled times, weak and unwinded, only seeking self-preservation.

A middle-aged man with a straight face is walking slowly, with a pair of eyes quietly looking at the wind, just like a tiger looking at its prey. It is not ferocious, but a natural instinct, but even more terrible.