Xu Guanlin: "Our Qingyou Gang will go to sea soon to search for the secret treasure in the Banshee Sea."

"Even if I find it, it won't be mine."

Xu Guanlin: "Fellow Taoist can see clearly, but our Qingyou Gang's treatment is preferential. With your cultivation in the late stage of Qi refining, if you are willing to board the ship, you should be able to get a medium-grade magic weapon."

"really?"

"Absolutely true."

Hou Dongsheng: "How should I get on the ship?"

"Fellow Taoist, go to the dock now and look for Senior Sun Zhuoyue... Our Qingyou Gang's ship will sail in three days, and there are not many places left on the ship."

Hou Dongsheng: "I understand."

Xu Guanlin: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, you will definitely have a bright future if you join our Qingyou Gang. However, when you meet Senior Sun, fellow Taoist must take off your mask, otherwise you may cause senior displeasure."

Hou Dongsheng drank all the dumplings on the table, left five shell coins and walked away.

Yuchi Island.

The bustling pier.

A banner was hung on a pier.

"Enter my green tranquility, and the road will be worry-free."

"Everyone in the Qingyou Gang feels like brothers."

"Go to sea immediately and look for opportunities."

A large group of casual cultivators were watching, on three levels inside and three outside.

Most casual cultivators are alert and will rarely be fooled into becoming cannon fodder.

Over the years, it has become increasingly difficult for the Qingyou Gang to recruit enough casual cultivators to die.

In the early stages of foundation building, female nun Sun Zhuoyue stood guarding the entrance to a plank road of a three-eaves treasure ship with a smile on her face, facing everyone with a smile on her face.

suddenly.

A masked man in black came directly in front of Sun Zhuoyue.

Sun Zhuoyue looked at this person carefully.

In the later stage of Qi refining, the breath is sharp and earth spiritual energy is suffocating around the body.

A sword cultivator who practices water-based skills.

Sun Zhuoyue: "Fellow Taoist, please take off your mask."

"I can take off the mask, but I can only let you see it alone." Hou Dongsheng said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

Sun Zhuoyue pondered for a moment.

A cannon fodder in the late stage of Qi refining is still very precious.

"Come aboard with me."

Sun Zhuoyue led the way, and Hou Dongsheng followed slowly.

The two entered an attic of the three-eaves treasure ship.

Sun Zhuoyue sat down as low as a human, crossed his legs, and looked at Hou Dongsheng with an arrogant attitude.

Hou Dongsheng slowly took off his mask.

See this smiling face.

Sun Zhuoyue didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Plop.

Sun Zhuoyue knelt down on his knees, with a flattering smile on his face: "It turns out that Lord Marquis is here, and the Qingyou Gang is really flourishing."

"Is Lin Qingyou the leader of the Qingyou Gang?" Hou Dongsheng asked.

Sun Zhuoyue: "Exactly."

"I killed him." Hou Dongsheng sat on the wooden chair where Sun Zhuoyue had just been sitting, and threw a grape into his mouth.
Chapter completed!