Chapter 13 Sorry, the immortals fight
for the night.
The Flying Snake furled its main sail and sailed through the storm!
Raindrops could be heard pattering on the glass window.
Mid-level cabin.
Feng Dequan and Manager Luo sat side by side.
On the round wooden table, the flame of the oil lamp flickered, and there was a plate of white-cut demon fish meat and a pot of wine.
Manager Luo drank some wine, his face flushed, and he lost his usual arrogant and distant attitude when he was slightly drunk.
He patted Feng Dequan on the shoulder carelessly and spoke in a friendly tone.
"Come, drink! Eat meat!"
"This pot of yellow bud brew is a fine product that I have hidden away for a long time!"
Manager Luo was very satisfied with Feng Dequan's loyal act today and specially treated him to a private banquet to thank him.
After thirty years of drinking, Manager Luo was already drunk and in a daze.
"Old Feng... I saw you on the Flying Snake five years ago. I knew you were a loyal person when I saw your face..." "Don't worry, after I go back this time, I will definitely report it to the
captain and give it to you. More spiritual stones to moisturize..."
"Thank you, Mr. Steward!" Feng Dequan's dull face showed a hint of flattery at the right time.
Manager Luo nodded with great satisfaction at Feng Dequan's respectful attitude.
However, at this moment, Feng Dequan suddenly spoke.
"By the way, Mr. Steward, speaking of which... I have something else you want to ask for?"
"Huh?" Steward Luo half-raised his eyes with hazy eyes.
Feng Dequan moved closer, almost close to his body.
This move made Manager Luo's eyes move slightly, and his hand unconsciously pressed on a jade pendant on his waist.
At this time, Feng Dequan listened and whispered.
"I have always been loyal to the Luo family. Five years have passed and I have never married. Seeing that I am getting older..." "Can the
steward help me to arrange for you to marry a daughter of the Luo family and branch out into a small sect?" "
Haha! What did I think was going on..."
Manager Luo couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and let go of the hand hanging on the jade pendant around his waist.
"This is easy, I'll take care of it...you?!"
Manager Luo was about to agree, but suddenly, severe pain hit him!
Peng!
Feng Dequan punched out, like thunder, hitting Guanshi Luo's Adam's apple!
The vulnerable parts of the human body were attacked, causing him to feel dizzy immediately!
And then, a flash of golden light flashed, and with a sneer, his head was cut off entirely!
The golden light whirled around, and it turned out to be a flying knife!
It was this magic weapon that ended Guanshi Luo's life!
Plop.
Manager Luo's head, which still showed a look of fear, fell to the ground!
"I'm sorry, I don't want to be like this. It's just that the immortals are fighting..."
Feng Dequan still had that dull expression.
After a moment, he squatted down and, ignoring the blood, reached out and closed Manager Luo's eyes.
At the same time, he carefully took off the jade pendant from Manager Luo's waist.
"The ice sword technique that seals the power of the middle stage of Qi refining... However, this is not the key." "
With this jade pendant in hand, you can open the ice crystal cabin!"
Feng Dequan has served on the Flying Snake for five years, and there are many things about the ship. It can be said that he is familiar with the road!
"I remember clearly that during this monster hunt, I caught a poisonous spiny fish, and its venom was well preserved in the ice crystal chamber!" "With the extremely poisonous nature of
this fish, and the power of my flying knife weapon, Kill Luo Qingjun!"
As long as Luo Qingjun is killed, he will be the only mid-stage Qi Refining monk on the ship!
The entire Flying Snake, as well as the thousands of spirit stones and treasures on it, will fall into his hands!
When he thought of this, Feng Dequan's eyes were filled with light!
...
Tsk!
A sharp cold light flashed, and a small arm fell down!
Luo Qingjun covered the only half of his arm.
"You..." He looked at Feng Dequan in shock and anger!
This dull and honest man with a loyal face and usually quiet appearance, at this time, brazenly launched a crew rebellion? !
Purple-black lines followed his blood vessels and extended inwards from the broken part of his arm!
"Damn it...there's still poison on the magic weapon!" Luo Qingjun was shocked and angry.
"What a vicious and restrained snake, I can see your true colors today..." Luo Qingjun breathed rapidly.
"Young Master, please die."
Feng De's face was calm, and a golden light shone in his hand again.
Throwing knives are coming!
Luo Qingjun was horrified when he saw this, and quickly used his remaining left hand to slap the storage bag on his waist!
Buzz!
An ice-blue talisman flew out from it immediately, evolving into a sheet of frost in mid-air!
Frost spell!
The wind and frost are blowing, and the ice is biting.
Feng Dequan, and even the flying knife weapon he activated, were all much slower, blocked by the frost.
And then at this opportunity, Luo Qingjun retreated and returned to the upper cabin.
Peng!
The door is closed tightly, and a layer of protective restrictions is raised!
Ding!
The golden light formed by the magic weapon flying knife hit this layer of restrictions and trembled suddenly. The golden light dispersed, revealing the blade.
After a few breaths, there was a click, and Feng Dequan used his magic power to break free from the shackles of the frost.
He looked at the closed door and the restrictions that continued to operate, and frowned.
"I couldn't kill him..."
Relying on the advantages of sneak attack and poison quenching, Feng Dequan forced Luo Qingjun into a desperate situation!
However... Luo Qingjun is a direct descendant of the Luo family and has a rich fortune. He directly used a high-quality talisman to avoid certain death!
Feng Dequan looked at the formation restrictions outside the captain's cabin and his face darkened.
He could see that this level of restriction was not a complete first-order formation.
However, it is not something he can break through by force.
"Fortunately, this kind of restriction is generally difficult to maintain for a long time. It can only last for a few hours and wait for it to close on its own."
At this time, his two followers came over.
"Brother Feng, what's wrong?" Meng Hou asked nervously.
If a member with a foreign surname betrays his master's family and fails, it may be difficult for him to die happily.
"Luo Qingjun is not dead." Feng Dequan shook his head.
"Hiss..." Meng Hou looked horrified.
"It doesn't matter. Although Luo Qingjun was lucky enough to survive, he not only lost an arm during my surprise attack, but was also poisoned." "You and I both know that the
venom of the poisonous stickleback is not an ordinary detoxification agent. What the pill can suppress!"
"Even if he swallows a large amount of detoxifying pills and suppresses it with magic power, his strength will be reduced to ten to fifty-six." "
At this time, relying on this layer of restriction, he can only survive!"
"This Flying Snake is ours after all!"
Feng Dequan was full of confidence and confidence.
No matter what was going on in his heart, this kind of performance at least made Meng Hou's fear of betraying his master's family gradually fade away.
On the contrary, the desire and greed for the huge treasure on the Flying Serpent outweighed the fear!
Then, Feng Dequan said in a deep voice to Meng Hou and another fat follower.
"I am sitting here, watching Luo Qingjun's movements, and you..."
"Take this steward's jade pendant, which contains an ice knife technique in the middle stage of Qi refining. You call the captain, first mate, and steward dead..."
"Work with the casual cultivators to kill all the monks named Luo on the ship!"
Feng Dequan's eyes revealed an astonishing chill and murderous intent!
Even if Luo Qingjun can restore a certain amount of combat power by some means.
But as long as everyone on the ship is killed and Luo is alone, what can he do? !
"Yes, Brother Feng!"
Meng Hou took the jade pendant, lowered his head, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
(End of chapter)