Chapter: 7102
"You're done!"
With a smile on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, he jumped up and landed on the black-covered boat.
The awning boat that was suspended in mid-air slowly landed in the sea of ??bitterness outside the beach.
"Brother Duan, Ziyang, Luo Ya, the three of you are waiting for me on the other side! I will pick up Senior Anxi and the others!"
Zhuo Wen gave instructions to Duan Zhipeng and the others, then picked up the sail made of life and death wood, and gently rowed the black-covered boat.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen was wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, and was holding a black boat in the boundless sea of ??suffering. From a distance, he looked like a ferryman between life and death.
The bamboo hat and coir raincoat were brought by Zhuo Wen from the ferryman. These two things are made of special materials and are of special benefit to the growth of the soul.
In the boundless sea of ??suffering, Zhuo Wen silently steered the awning boat.
During this time, he also met the rest of the ferrymen.
These ferrymen dressed up like him, wearing bamboo hats and coir raincoats.
Even if the ferrymen met, they turned a blind eye and did not communicate with each other.
Soon, the awning boat arrived at the cliff where Zhuo Wen set off.
When he just arrived at the bottom of the cliff, he happened to see a black-covered boat parked on the shore.
And on the shore of the cliff, many people gathered.
When Zhuo Wen saw the leader, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help lowering his head, pulling down his bamboo hat to cover his face.
On the bank of the cliff, the leader was a small child.
The childish face was pale, like a grimace, but the aura on his body was very strong.
And Zhuo Wen was no stranger to this childish child, it was a ghost child.
Behind the ghost boy, Di Shitian, Xu Jiying and Mi Haomiao followed silently.
What made Zhuo Wen's expression somber the most was that there were four figures following behind the four of them.
And these four figures are no strangers to Zhuo Wen, they are the old man Anxi, Liyinglong, Liying and Lishuo.
At this moment, the four people were in a state of embarrassment, their mouths and noses were bleeding, and their bodies were bound with golden chains.
Especially the old man Anxi, his breath was the most lethargic, his face was pale, his arms were cut off directly, dripping with blood.
And the golden chains tied to the old man of Anxi possessed some kind of powerful suppressing power, suppressing the divine power of the old man of Anxi.
Otherwise, Old Man Anxi's severed arm would have been reborn with his own divine power.
"It seems that senior Anxi met ghost children and the others when he was in Jucheng!"
Zhuo Wen's heart sank, and he immediately thought that after he entered the secret passage, Old Man Anxi and the others must have been ambushed by ghost boys and the others.
So, that is to say, the person who contacted him just now should not be the old man Anxi himself.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen slightly raised his head, and under the bamboo hat, a pair of gloomy eyes were revealed, looking at the ghost boy on the shore.
Sure enough, he saw the communication jade talisman of the old man Anxi on the ghost boy's waist.
After Zhuo Wen quietly hid his communication jade talisman, he quietly approached the shore.
At this moment, the ferryman on another black-covered boat parked on the shore glanced indifferently at Zhuowen who was docked, but didn't say anything.
The ghost boy and others came to the first black-covered boat. He looked at the ferryman with a blank expression and said, "The eight of us need to cross the other side!"
"Jie Jie! There is no limit to the sea of ??suffering, and there is no shore to turn around! Passengers, you need to pay the fare to get on the boat!"
The ferryman lowered his head and made a gloomy voice, like a night owl at night, which was frightening.
The ghost boy frowned, and asked lightly: "What kind of fare do you need?"
The ferryman Jie Jie sneered, and continued: "Soul! One soul for one ticket!"
Di Shitian's eyes sank, he looked at the ferryman coldly, and said, "You want our lives? Your ticket is really expensive!"
"If the customer can't afford it, then you can cross the sea of ??suffering by yourself!" The ferryman said calmly.
"The four of us cross the sea of ??suffering, we only need four tickets, the souls of these four people are given to you, and you let us cross the sea of ??suffering!" JrNovels.com
With a smile on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, he jumped up and landed on the black-covered boat.
The awning boat that was suspended in mid-air slowly landed in the sea of ??bitterness outside the beach.
"Brother Duan, Ziyang, Luo Ya, the three of you are waiting for me on the other side! I will pick up Senior Anxi and the others!"
Zhuo Wen gave instructions to Duan Zhipeng and the others, then picked up the sail made of life and death wood, and gently rowed the black-covered boat.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen was wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, and was holding a black boat in the boundless sea of ??suffering. From a distance, he looked like a ferryman between life and death.
The bamboo hat and coir raincoat were brought by Zhuo Wen from the ferryman. These two things are made of special materials and are of special benefit to the growth of the soul.
In the boundless sea of ??suffering, Zhuo Wen silently steered the awning boat.
During this time, he also met the rest of the ferrymen.
These ferrymen dressed up like him, wearing bamboo hats and coir raincoats.
Even if the ferrymen met, they turned a blind eye and did not communicate with each other.
Soon, the awning boat arrived at the cliff where Zhuo Wen set off.
When he just arrived at the bottom of the cliff, he happened to see a black-covered boat parked on the shore.
And on the shore of the cliff, many people gathered.
When Zhuo Wen saw the leader, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help lowering his head, pulling down his bamboo hat to cover his face.
On the bank of the cliff, the leader was a small child.
The childish face was pale, like a grimace, but the aura on his body was very strong.
And Zhuo Wen was no stranger to this childish child, it was a ghost child.
Behind the ghost boy, Di Shitian, Xu Jiying and Mi Haomiao followed silently.
What made Zhuo Wen's expression somber the most was that there were four figures following behind the four of them.
And these four figures are no strangers to Zhuo Wen, they are the old man Anxi, Liyinglong, Liying and Lishuo.
At this moment, the four people were in a state of embarrassment, their mouths and noses were bleeding, and their bodies were bound with golden chains.
Especially the old man Anxi, his breath was the most lethargic, his face was pale, his arms were cut off directly, dripping with blood.
And the golden chains tied to the old man of Anxi possessed some kind of powerful suppressing power, suppressing the divine power of the old man of Anxi.
Otherwise, Old Man Anxi's severed arm would have been reborn with his own divine power.
"It seems that senior Anxi met ghost children and the others when he was in Jucheng!"
Zhuo Wen's heart sank, and he immediately thought that after he entered the secret passage, Old Man Anxi and the others must have been ambushed by ghost boys and the others.
So, that is to say, the person who contacted him just now should not be the old man Anxi himself.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen slightly raised his head, and under the bamboo hat, a pair of gloomy eyes were revealed, looking at the ghost boy on the shore.
Sure enough, he saw the communication jade talisman of the old man Anxi on the ghost boy's waist.
After Zhuo Wen quietly hid his communication jade talisman, he quietly approached the shore.
At this moment, the ferryman on another black-covered boat parked on the shore glanced indifferently at Zhuowen who was docked, but didn't say anything.
The ghost boy and others came to the first black-covered boat. He looked at the ferryman with a blank expression and said, "The eight of us need to cross the other side!"
"Jie Jie! There is no limit to the sea of ??suffering, and there is no shore to turn around! Passengers, you need to pay the fare to get on the boat!"
The ferryman lowered his head and made a gloomy voice, like a night owl at night, which was frightening.
The ghost boy frowned, and asked lightly: "What kind of fare do you need?"
The ferryman Jie Jie sneered, and continued: "Soul! One soul for one ticket!"
Di Shitian's eyes sank, he looked at the ferryman coldly, and said, "You want our lives? Your ticket is really expensive!"
"If the customer can't afford it, then you can cross the sea of ??suffering by yourself!" The ferryman said calmly.
"The four of us cross the sea of ??suffering, we only need four tickets, the souls of these four people are given to you, and you let us cross the sea of ??suffering!" JrNovels.com
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