In the ninth month of the eighteenth year of Fuyao's Fuqiang, Meng Fuyao met with a great calamity. She was blinded and severely injured and had to flee for her life. It was only when she accidentally bumped into the pirates at Fufeng's Erhai that the continent of Fufeng underwent a major change.
Just as King City was about to be breached, the Tal Clan suddenly launched a pincer attack. The Faqiang Royal Army was immediately attacked from both sides.
There was a change at the frontline, but there was a sudden problem with the command in the rear. For some reason, the central command was in chaos. Urgent military reports flew back like snowflakes, but the court could no longer give the same exquisite military strategy as before.
Due to the harsh environment, the Faqiang royal army split up. The main general of Faqiang pushed aside Tiecheng, who was of unknown origin. Tiecheng and Tiecheng fell into a bitter battle. Fortunately, Tiecheng had been a valiant general for many years and was arrogant and daring. In a fit of rage, he tore apart the Faqiang court's orders that were completely irrelevant. He led a portion of the royal army that believed in him and followed him to break up and hide in the forest, engaging in guerrilla warfare with the armies of the two tribes.
He had not received Zhan Beiye's orders for a long time, and was confused about what he had to do, but he still loyally followed the original order.
Zhan Beiye and Yun Hen had already left Gale City before the incident to search for a certain missing person.
A sudden change arose. The clouds in Xufeng Continent fluctuated, and a gale that affected the survival of the three races swept up.
Meanwhile.
The Emperor of the Limitless Nation passed away, and the Crown Prince succeeded to the throne.
= = = =
"Kill them all!"
Rough shouts and orders reverberated above the sea. The smell of blood permeated the surroundings, and a layer of bloody foam appeared on the surface of the sea.
The waves washed away.
Dull thudding sounds could be heard continuously. It was the sound of corpses being thrown.
A few of the sailors knew martial arts. Unwilling to accept their fate of being slaughtered, they drew their swords and rushed forward. Suddenly, a man in embroidered robes swept past the pirate ship. His graceful posture swayed in the air. He raised his hand and a stream of light green smoke shot out. The sailors immediately screamed miserably and fell to the ground.
The pirates on the pirate ship patted the side of the ship and cheered, laughing: "That fool! Courting death! Don't you know our Golden Shark's guardian, Young Master Chen? "
"Futile effort!"
"You'll be shocked to death if I tell you — he's a disciple of one of the Ten Strongest!"
"If you want to die, come up quickly!"
Bang!
Suddenly, the hull of the boat was hit hard, and it almost tilted to the side. The other side's pirate ship did not hesitate to ram into the fishing boat, breaking it apart. Seawater poured in, and it looked like it was about to sink.
Little Tiger stood in front of Fuyao, trying to block the arrows for her. He was so anxious that he was on the verge of tears. "The Shark Pirates are guarded by experts. We can't fight them. Hurry up and jump, jump …"
"Raise your Qi! Go! "Fuyao suddenly shouted.
Little Tiger was taken aback.
"Cross the Magpie Bridge at the Golden Lock Pass, and enter the Twelve Chambers at the Heavenly Level!" Meng Fuyao patted the little tiger. "Five Hearts Facing Heaven Style, open the dantian door! Duh! "
When Xiaohu was hit, his body shook and lightened. A wave of heat suddenly surged up from his lower abdomen. Then he saw the figure beside him suddenly slide out.
He heard her loud and clear voice say, "Men are not afraid of death! Do what you have to do! "
Men are not afraid of death! Little Tiger's heart warmed up. He pulled out a flying saber from his side and was about to pounce.
Then, he suddenly froze.
The boatmen who were fleeing in all directions were stunned.
The pirates who were laughing maniacally and enjoying the joy of controlling the life and death of others were also stunned.
They all looked up and saw the shabbily dressed youth shoot out like an aurora across the sky at an indescribable speed that could not be captured by the naked eye. He had already fallen, but his eyes still seemed to be staring at the faint afterimage in mid-air. It was as if there was a flash of starlight, a flash of light in the horizon before an earthquake or tsunami, and the world had changed.
No one present had ever seen such martial arts before, nor could they imagine it later. Little Tiger's jaw dropped. He could not understand how a fool who was once chased and beaten by a bunch of gangsters who did not know martial arts could suddenly become a god. This Qinggong … Surely the guardian of the Shark Pirates was no better than this?
The sailors opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the fool who had turned the world upside down in the blink of an eye. Was this the little beggar who slept in the storeroom every day, ate leftovers, and was often ridiculed by everyone? Was he dreaming?
The pirates raised their heads in a daze. The youth who had flown down to meet the sunlight was clad in magnificent golden splendor. His long hair fluttered in the wind, his figure was like a phoenix, and his light red eyes were cold and fierce. He did not look like someone from this world.
The sea breeze was strong, and the youth's sleeves fluttered in the wind. A flash of lightning, a cloud, a drizzle, and a bolt of lightning flew over and landed on the mast of the pirate ship. With a kick, he broke the sail and created a huge hole in the huge and tough sail that was painted with a ferocious golden shark.
The pirates started to clamor. The symbol on the sail was equivalent to their flag, and Meng Fuyao's action was the greatest insult to them. Immediately, someone brandished his knife and rushed forward. The knife danced in the air, looking rather imposing.
Meng Fuyao pretended not to see anything. She stepped on the mast as if she was walking on flat ground with her hands behind her back. She looked up to the north and sighed. "It's so cold at the top …"
"Smack."
She stepped on a steel knife that was slashing at her.
A lift, a side, and a kick.
Like a flash of lightning from behind the dark clouds.
The pirate with the knife did not know how the knife in his hand had ended up at Meng Fuyao's feet.
Then he saw the saber shatter into thousands of pieces, and the shattering extended all the way to the hand holding the saber. Then he found that he was suddenly like the saber that had shattered into thousands of pieces of moonlight, tumbling up and flying out like a splash of wind. His huge body tumbling was actually exactly the same as the "Sky Full of Flying Snow" move he had just used.
He crashed into the crowd that was charging at him, and with a loud crash, he knocked all of the people who were charging at him, causing them to scream miserably.
Countless shards of the knife rose into the air, spinning like flowers of ice crystals under the sunlight. Some flew up into the dark blue sky, while others fell down into the deep blue sea.
Not a single drop of blood.
All the knives were broken into round pieces, causing bruises to appear on her skin. She controlled her acupoints, but not a single one of them was able to cut her skin.
Facing the shocked gazes, Meng Fuyao bemoaned the state of the universe and pitied the fate of mankind. "I'm afraid of blood."
…
The sea breeze seemed to hear someone sincerely saying, "Fuyao, you can put your life on the line, but you shouldn't be so ruthless."
'Look, who's that? I didn't even hurt anyone. Praise me, praise me …'
"Young Master Chen! This person is difficult to deal with! " The shark pirate leader finally realized that the newcomer was irresistible. He had only wanted to rob a merchant ship, but upon seeing that the fishing boat had reaped a bountiful harvest, he decided to take advantage of it. He did not expect to see such a shabby expert hiding on board. While he was lamenting his bad luck, he was not too afraid. After all, Young Master Chen was here! It was not like he had never met with trouble in the past. When had Young Master Chen not helped them solve it?
"Help me kill him!"
The leader of the Shark Pirates pointed at Meng Fuyao and shouted in exasperation. His hopeful gaze landed on Young Master Chen, waiting for him to act like he did in the past, when the Shark Pirates were in danger. He wanted to capture this reckless kid in front of him for them to vent their anger. He could not help but smile sinisterly at the thought of making this half-crazy kid beg for mercy at his feet.
The bronze-masked man looked hesitant. He wanted to draw his sword, but the shark pirate leader urged, "Hurry up, hurry up! This kid is too arrogant. You have to teach him a lesson personally!"
Meng Fuyao raised her head, her pale red eyes landing in that direction. She smiled. "Oh? Guardian God? What a nice title. Erm, the disciple of one of the Ten Strongest? Who is it? "
The shark pirate leader laughed coldly. "You're not fit to ask?"
Meng Fuyao nodded in agreement. "Yes, it's too troublesome to ask." She lifted her leg, and the knife in the hand of a vigilant shark pirate flew in another direction. "Speak with the knife!"
"Cha!"
The knife light rotated, and the wind whistled. It was as if an invisible hand had grasped the handle of the knife and flipped it around, knocking down all the shark pirates in all directions. It split the crowd like a wave as it headed straight for its target.
That Young Master Chen was forced into a corner. He could only slide forward and point the longsword in his hand. A faint smoke and a slight sound of thunder spread out from the green sword light. The clear air in the surroundings immediately became a little chaotic.
It was obvious that he was very cautious and had used his trump card. Meng Fuyao listened to the faint sound of thunder and vaguely felt a sense of deja vu. The thought flashed through her mind, but she did not think much of it.
She laughed heartily. She wanted to test out her cultivation method, which seemed to have advanced to another level, to see how strong it was now. She raised her hand and pressed down. The air crackled, and the wind that filled the sky seemed to be gathered by her. Then, she grasped it in her palm, and like a transparent giant vajra, she leaped into the air, swung it wildly, and chopped it down!
"Clang!"
The transparent wind pestle "collided" with the longsword that was as clear as the autumn waters, resisting the radiance that shot out in all directions and sliding backward. Young Master Chen's body was like a flag that was pulled against the wind, uncontrollably retreating again and again. The heels of his boots rubbed against the deck, creating a long and deep crack wherever he passed.
Meng Fuyao leaned forward while the man slid backward. The two of them blocked each other and flew all the way until a loud bang was heard. The man's back slammed heavily into the side of the ship.
A puff was heard, and a mouthful of blood mist spread in mid-air under the early winter sun.
Meng Fuyao placed her hand on his chest and propped her head up, as if she did not see the pale face staring straight at her. She did not hear the gasps of shock around her. Only then did she say thoughtfully, "Ah? Ten Strongest? What are the Ten Strongest? "
…
After a while, Meng Fuyao retracted her hand disinterestedly and pushed the man to the ground. She then turned around and walked back. Wherever she passed, the arrogance of the shark pirates disappeared completely. Other than the ones who stood still at the front, the rest scrambled away. The leader of the shark pirates watched in despair as his greatest reliance was defeated by a single move from Meng Fuyao. He pulled out his knife and brandished it. "Come on! Come on! I'll … I'll personally … "
Meng Fuyao flicked him into the water with one finger.
"The pirates take turns. I'll be the one this year." She stood on the deck and did some chest stretching exercises. She pondered for a while and then said as if there was no one else around, "From now on, this ship is mine."
Feeling the shocked atmosphere around her, she tilted her head and smiled warmly. "Do you think it's crowded with me? Actually, I think so too. I'm a very democratic person. You can either jump into the water and dance with the sharks, or stay on the ship and work with me. I'll lead you to a comfortable life. It's up to you. "
The shark pirates looked at each other and knelt down in unison. A life of plundering on the sea was, after all, a risky one. Today, they had stabbed someone with a white knife and pulled out a red one. Who knew if they would be stained with their own white knife the next time? Otherwise, why would they spend so much effort to worship the disciple of the Ten Strongest?
"Greetings, Boss!"
Meng Fuyao laughed. She felt that life was really f * cking magical. She had suddenly become the leader of the pirates. Should she give him a nickname? What … Captain Jack?
"Come here." She waved at the sailors on the opposite fishing boat. Those people were clinging onto the sinking boat and had not yet recovered from the shocking change of the silly Hindustani. They looked shocked and pitiful, but did not dare to come over. They were afraid that the silly Hindustani, who had been bullied by them until he suddenly became a god, would slap them to death.
After a long stalemate, it was Little Tiger who tried to pull Father Ma over. She stared at his careful steps and suddenly grinned. With a wave of her sleeves, the pedal broke into pieces with a loud crack.
Little Tiger and Old Man Ma screamed and struggled to descend. Meng Fuyao stomped on the side of the boat and shouted, "Take off!"
Little Tiger took off as well.
In a panic, he grabbed Old Man Ma with all his might. When he heard the word 'take off', Meng Fuyao's mantra flashed through his mind. He followed suit and felt his body lighten. He grabbed Old Man Ma and flew up, landing steadily on the pirate boat.
Little Tiger looked at his hands and feet in a daze. They were still the same, without wings. He stared blankly at the young man who was smiling brightly and nobly. Suddenly, his eyes turned red.
Even though he had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs run. He knew that he was lucky to have met an expert who had opened up his meridians.
"Perhaps not all good deeds in this world will be repaid, just like not all feelings will be reciprocated." Meng Fuyao smiled. "But as long as I have met you once, my life has not been in vain."
"… Fuyao, my life has not been in vain after meeting you."
'Oh my, which bastard is nagging at me again?' Meng Fuyao waved her hand and chased away the buzzing housefly in her hallucination.
Only then did the sailors board the boat timidly, circling around Meng Fuyao and hiding at the side.
"Your ship is gone, so I'll compensate you with a bigger one." Meng Fuyao shook her head and pointed to the dead merchant ship. "Let's go back."
The sailors thanked her profusely. She glanced at their smiling faces and ignored them. She called Little Tiger over.
"Little Tiger, being a pirate is not a promising career. I won't keep you." She gestured for her new subordinate to bring over a box of stolen jewelry. "Take it back and get a wife to celebrate the New Year."
"I'll follow you …" The young man was so excited that he grabbed her hand instead of the gold.
Meng Fuyao looked down and pulled her hand out. "What's so good about being a pirate? Besides, I'm not … Let's go … "
She did not look at the young man's reddened eyes. She turned around and looked at the setting sun with her hands behind her back.
The setting sun over the sea was brilliant and glorious. Her slender and straight back was engraved in the blood-red setting sun. She was casual and natural, but there was a noble and biting cold air about her. She was like the statue of a distant god for people to worship. Xiaohu looked up slightly, and a vague thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
He was not a fool, nor was he a homeless man who slept in the corner eating leftovers. He was not even the current pirate leader. He was from another world, the noblest person who was far away from the world he was in.
Being able to meet him was already the greatest blessing in her life, so she shouldn't ask for too much.
He knelt down in silence, kowtowed a few times, and turned to leave.
Meng Fuyao did not look back.
Life was like floating duckweed, just like the vast sea. Everyone had their own route. The closest child who had accompanied her for more than a month would eventually return to his world.
In the five continents, everyone traveled back and forth between two points and one line. Some were happy to set sail, while others were anxious to return from a rewarding journey. She was the only one who never looked back.
"Fuyao, is there any possibility … for you to stay?"
Suddenly, she heard someone whispering in her ear. It was a voice that made her heart ache.
She smiled, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, she slowly pressed on the position of her heart.
No … no …
= = = =
"Your gang rules aren't good." Pirate Meng sat boldly on the first seat, looking at the Golden Shark Pirate Gang's rules and discussing them without restraint.
Pirates drifted on the sea all year round. A group of men squeezed into a narrow space, living a life of excitement and loneliness. After a long time, it was easy for friction to arise. There had to be strict rules to restrain them, such as forbidding private fights, gambling, etc.
"Everyone has equal voting rights." Meng Fuyao waved her hand. "Change it. Boss has the final say."
[The thief abandons the thief on a deserted island. Change it, the thief can let the thief take turns with him.]
"…"
"Gambling is prohibited. Gambling is allowed. The loser's rope is put down to feed the sharks."
"What about the winner?" someone asked timidly.
"Feed the whales."
"…"
"Private fights are prohibited. You can fight, but the loser will be sent to the robbed merchant ship."
Everyone shut up. That was worse than death.
"What about the winner?" someone asked fearlessly.
"Duel with me again. The winner will be the boss. The loser …" She grinned, revealing her snow-white teeth. "What do you think?"
"…"
"Sleep on time. You can stay up the whole night."
No one said anything, because they knew their new boss had some tricks up her sleeve.
"For every two hours of sleep, you have to swim in the sea the next day, and so on."
Swim in the sea for a whole day … You might as well ask someone to commit suicide.
"One more rule." She stood up. "From now on, you can't kill the innocent."
The pirates looked up in shock. Pirates who lived by robbing were not allowed to kill the innocent? What was the difference between that and forbidding a tiger from eating meat?
"Thieves have their own principles!" She waved her fist. "We want to be a new generation of pirates who are thoughtful, courteous, moral, and sentimental. We advocate fighting with words, not with violence!"
She clenched her fist and shouted, "From now on, we want to be the weathervane of the Fufeng Sea. We will not rob, we will not kill, we will not commit evil, we will …"
Everyone was waiting for her to say, "We will not be pirates."
"We want to be … pirates who collect protection fees!"
The pirates looked at each other. Protection fees? What did she mean?
"That's it." She stood up without explaining. "All you have to do is obey. I have no obligation to explain anything to you."
There was no obligation to explain. Strength was the right to speak. The pirates were silent, but they glanced at the silent Young Master Chen from the corner of their eyes. In the past, he had enjoyed their wholehearted offerings. Now, shouldn't he speak up for them, who had been oppressed?
The man remained silent, ignoring the resentful gazes of the pirates. The pirates had no choice but to silently walk out.
When everyone was gone, Meng Fuyao, who had been looking at the moon through the window, was about to sleep when she realized that Young Master Chen had not left.
She stood still, turned around, and leaned against the wall with her arms crossed. Her instincts told her that he was someone she knew.
The atmosphere in the cabin was silent. The man's eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of words: surprise, pain, joy, regret … all kinds of complicated emotions intertwined.
After a long time, he finally spoke softly.
"Fuyao …"
= = = =
The bright moon shines above the sea, but who can I share it with?
The sea sparkled, reflecting the crescent moon. In the shadow of the crescent moon, the two people sitting on the side of the ship could be seen.
Meng Fuyao handed a pot of wine to the man beside her and grabbed one for herself. She took a gulp and smiled. "There's no good wine on the ship. It tastes like horse piss.
The man next to her grabbed the wine pot and looked at her in a daze. He looked at her from head to toe, his gaze especially landing on her reddened eyes. A trace of heartache flashed in his eyes. After a while, he said: "Fu Yao, why …"
"Don't ask me, I don't know either." She waved her hand. "I think someone used a spell on me? I don't remember. You haven't told me who you are. "
"I …" The man opened his mouth, as if he had been asked the most difficult question in the world. After a while, he took off his bronze mask. "Do you remember who I am?"
Meng Fuyao looked at his face carefully. He was not bad, tall and handsome, gentle and elegant. It was just that his face was a little pale. Was that the color of the skin of the nobles in the Five Continents? He must be a young master from a good family, right?
She smiled politely and asked, "Should I know you?"
Her answer made the man's eyes darken. He forced a smile and said, "Yes, there's no need. We've only met a few times, so it's normal that you don't remember me. We weren't close neighbors many years ago, but you moved away. Yes, my surname is Chen, Chen Jing."
Neighbor? Who was he trying to fool? Meng Fuyao glanced at him again. She felt that she knew this face. It seemed that she had a complicated subconscious about it. A little dislike, a little apologetic, and a little sad. Although these emotions were faint, they were all there.
Such complicated emotions? How could she, Meng Fuyao, have such strange emotions for a man? Who was he?
She took another sip of wine without batting an eyelid. "Then who am I?"
"Meng Fuyao," the man answered. "Fuyao, who soars ninety thousand miles."
"Meng Fuyao." Meng Fuyao repeated the name, feeling that it was right this time. 'That's right, Fu Yao is such a girly name. How could it be mine?'
"You are the whirlwind that soars ninety thousand miles, your body in the blue clouds," the man said softly. "The whirlwind has millions of disciples, how can you know that Fuyao is far away? You … can't catch up. "
'Can't catch up.'
Meng Fuyao, who was far away in the world.
Ever since she had cut his finger with her dagger on Mount Xuanyuan, she had missed the greatest blessing in her life.
After that, Meng Fuyao soared in the Five Continents. She was followed by the Everlasting General, the Han Meng King, the Xuanyuan Imperial Preceptor, and the Great Wan Empress. She was ranked among the top ten and called herself the Nine Heavens. Everything that a woman could achieve, the pinnacle that she could reach, had been stepped on by her feet. She was a phoenix that soared above the Nine Heavens, while he crawled in the dust, unable to touch even the corner of her robe.
When Pei Yuan and his master died, he was disheartened. Not long after he returned to the Upper Abyss, he resigned from his position and wandered the world. He was the only son in the family, so how could his father bear for him to travel far away? He repeatedly tried to stop him. Helpless, he told his father that the Yan family still had descendants, and that they were now in Taiyuan. As for the future, he did not want to ask about it. The secular world was like the wind that brushed past his fingertips. Since he could not grasp it, he might as well roll up his sleeves and watch the clouds in the sky.
When she ascended the throne in Xuanji and changed the country's name to Dawan, he was in Fufeng. When he heard the news, he laughed at himself. She had even become the Emperor. To her, there were no miracles, only more miracles. To him, there was no farthest, only further. At that moment, he suddenly thought that the wind on the Fufeng Sea would definitely sweep past Dawan. If he shouted on the sea, would the wind carry his voice to her?
So he went out to sea on a boat, drifting between the blue sea and the bright moon. He did not know what year it was.
Unfortunately, the world was full of ups and downs, and the sea was full of waves. He encountered a storm and was saved by this pirate ship. He did not want to stay in this murderous pirate's nest, but he never found a ship that could take him back. In any case, she was his savior. Sometimes, he had to help her. When he helped her, he thought that he had really fallen to the bottom, helping the evildoers and enjoying their bloody offerings. If she knew … if she knew, wouldn't she despise him even more?
But he knew very well that in her heart, he was already a filthy person. In this life, she was the Empress in Dawan, and he was a pirate on a pirate ship. They would never cross paths again.
But he never thought that he would actually meet her on the Fufeng Sea.
When he met her, she was dressed in rags and had lost her sight and memory. But even in such a sorry state, she was still elegant and peerless.
Some people could fall into the mud, but they would not be stained by the mortal world.
Yan Jingchen let out a low sigh, faintly dispersing in the fishy wind. Beside him, Fuyao heard his sigh and tilted her head to smile. "What do you mean by 'can't catch up' that makes you sigh like this?"
Yan Jingchen was about to answer, but he suddenly stopped.
Opposite him, Fuyao's slightly curled lips were full of smiles, pure and bright. It was just like the days before they parted, a calm and unrestrained smile.
Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.
'I won't tell her … I won't tell her.'
Yan Jingchen laughed, knowing that he was delusional. Fuyao was not an ordinary woman. Even if her memory was incomplete, she was still sharp and shrewd. She would judge from her heart that it would be very difficult for him to get her again.
He only hoped that he could spend a period of time with her where she no longer hated him. He only hoped that he could erase those embarrassing memories between the two of them. He only hoped that he could see this smile without any hostility or disdain, one more day, one more day.
"I just feel that you seem very far away," he answered. "To be honest, we haven't seen each other for many years. Even I don't know how you're doing lately."
"Yeah, it's been a long time. How would I know so clearly?" Fuyao replied with an 'oh'.
She leaned against the side of the ship, drinking wine against the wind. The wind blew her long hair, and some strands of it came loose, brushing past Yan Jingchen's face.
Her fragrance brushed against his face.
Yan Jingchen closed his eyes, feeling the distance between him and her, feeling the dense fragrance and moisture of her hair. When he opened his eyes again, the sea was rippling, and the stars were flowing.
Fuyao's gaze was fixed in front of her, at the place where the stars shone brightly. The north of the extreme north.
Accompanied by the scorching hot wine, a voice rumbled in her heart.
"I want you to know that no matter how much time passes in life, some memories and perseverance will never change. 10 years … 20 years … a lifetime … will always be the first day."
= = =
From then on, a special group of pirates appeared on the Fufeng Sea.
These pirates were very refined. They did not kill people, and only asked for 20% of the total value of the goods as a toll fee. Sometimes, they would even rescue merchant ships that had been robbed by other pirates. Of course, they did not help for free, and they would also receive 20% of their hard work.
These pirates were very fierce. If they met other pirates, they would definitely beat them up until they cried for their parents and jumped into the sea. Sometimes, they would even barge into other pirates' territories and conquer them by force. Actually, the Golden Shark Pirates were not very strong, but they had an extremely powerful and shameless leader. Although his martial arts were clearly enough to defeat an entire ship, he was determined not to waste any more energy. Every time, he would challenge the other party's leader to a duel and kill him with a single blow of his blade.
Once the leader was killed, the rest could only listen obediently. The Golden Shark Pirates' reputation grew in the Fufeng Sea, and the number of pirate ships under their command increased. Gradually, they developed into a pirate force that dominated the sea, forming a gang that did not kill but only cared about money.
After growing to a certain level, the mischievous Meng Fuyao changed the name of the Golden Shark Pirates to Viking. Thus, the Viking Pirates of the Fufeng Sea were born.
The merchant ships that passed by were very happy with the pirates' change. Compared to the pirates who not only robbed but also killed, the pirates now were stronger and more humane. A 20% toll fee for a safe journey was worth it.
Thus, ever since Pirate Meng took office, she created the most acclaimed robbery record in the history of the Fufeng Sea. It was said that there was a large family in Fufeng that frequently traded on the sea. For this reason, they specially sent the Viking Pirate Boss a silk banner with the words, "Protector of the people, blessing the land."
Pirate Meng, who was benefiting her hometown, was thinking of a more important plan. She was constantly changing ships, constantly selecting sailors who were good at swimming, and constantly drilling a powerful force of pirates with strong underwater combat ability. She had asked about the situation of the Absolute Sea Valley and knew that the terrain there was complicated. Ordinary ships could not enter at all. She had to be prepared.
There was another matter that often crossed her mind, but she could not think of it, so she could only put it aside for now.
Yan Jingchen was always by her side, acting as her most loyal military advisor. She was someone who was afraid of trouble and did not want to be involved in many things. She spent most of her time training and leveling up. Most of the time, Yan Jingchen was the one who took care of them. The two of them had a tacit understanding of each other and dominated the sea. Other than one or two especially unruly pirates, they were basically invincible.
She did not have the intention of monopolizing the sea. It did not matter if one or two pirates did not listen to her, as long as they did not affect her final plan.
On this day, the Viking Pirates were still collecting protection fees on the sea. The merchant ships moved out the silver without hesitation, and Yan Jingchen personally stood at the bow of the ship to count it. Pirate Meng had nothing to do, so she wore a custom-made hat, a red scarf, and a black eye mask. She was dressed like a pirate, standing at the bow of the ship and facing the wind.
She "looked" at the monotonous red sea and vaguely thought of a man's words: "I want to put you where I can see you, so that you won't disappear if I'm not careful."
Now, you can't see me, and I can't see you. We can't find each other.
Suddenly, a ship approached them without a sound.
"Swoosh!"
A whistling arrow, accompanied by a sharp whistle and a huge momentum, flew like a shooting star towards Meng Fuyao, who was standing at the bow of the ship. Before the arrow even reached her, it had already created a fierce wind in mid-air.
Meng Fuyao raised her hand, and with a swoosh, the arrow was already in her hand. She easily snapped it with her fingertips, and with a 'ka', the arrow fell to the ground. The sky was filled with the morning sun, and the brilliant rays outlined the smooth arc of her slender hand.
Then, she snapped her fingers in admiration.
The strength of the arrow was quite impressive!
Moreover, it was only an ordinary arrow. Only a top-notch expert could shoot such an awesome arrow.
Meng Fuyao turned around in surprise. She wanted to see where this expert had come from.
"Boss, it's the Tiger Fang Pirates!" Her subordinates rushed over. "The ones who have never listened to us! Haven't they been hiding in the South Sea to avoid us? Why did they eat a bear's heart and leopard's guts to look for trouble? "
"Tiger Fang?" Meng Fuyao muttered. Her half-turned figure was hidden under the large hat, and the half of her face that was revealed was faintly discernible.
Her gaze landed on the opposite side, and she vaguely sensed someone holding a bow. The black pirate ship with the tiger fang painted on its sail was slowly approaching.
The person's gait was steady, but the hand holding the bow seemed to be trembling slightly.
Step by step, he walked towards Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao looked over curiously.
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