Maybe he was too anxious, so he stopped for a while, and then continued to say to Qiao Yi: "Hey, run away quickly, I didn't lie to you, there are really people from the Demon Sect who are here to kill me! They are here to chase me, but they don't care whether you are innocent or not. They probably will kill people and rob ships when they see you."

"Yeah, I understand." Qiao Yi said as he put down his sunglasses, picked up the juice and sucked it.

"Are you stupid?" Yi Zhengping was anxious, "If you don't listen to me, you will die!"

Maybe he felt that the fish in front of him could not communicate, so Yi Zhengping turned to persuade others.

However, when he turned around, he found that two men and one woman were surrounding his crane.

Tao Jianqiu: "I'm injured and have shed a lot of blood."

Yan Yun Songzi: "There is no therapeutic value."

Du Zhiyuan: "It's better to bake it."

The crane shivered and shivered.

"Hey!" Yi Zhengping hurriedly ran over to protect his crane, "Don't touch my Yanran!"

Du Zhiyuan said: "Hey, boy, this boat belongs to us. If you want to continue staying here, you have to pay a price. The crane is of good quality. You might as well leave it to me to cook and make sure it will live in your taste buds for the rest of your life."

"No!" Yi Zhengping was almost crying, "Yanran and I have been dependent on each other for many years. It is just like my family. If you want to eat, eat me! Don't touch it!"

"Ah——" Du Zhiyuan said disgusted, "Who wants to eat your meat? It's so disgusting. You can stay here. We can also help you save the crane, but you have to be so mean, right?"

"I...I have no money." Yi Zhengping said weakly.

Qiao Yi, who was lying on the chair behind, listened to the conversation between the two silently, and sighed in his heart: [Oh, this guy in the belly is fooling people again... People just like to judge people by their appearance. Seeing me so handsome, I think I can lie, and seeing him with a mother-in-law's face makes him honest.]

Du Zhiyuan pointed at Yi Zhengping's neck and said, "If you use it to pay off your debt, you can enjoy it for three days for free, and you don't spend money on food and accommodation. And we can also..."

Halfway through, he suddenly asked Yan Yun Songzi: "What should I say about 'solving'?"

He only learned some daily language in Spanish, and from time to time he needed to ask Matsuko how to use some unfamiliar words. If Matsuko didn't know, then he could only communicate with Tao Jianqiu by gesture.

Yan Yun Songzi taught him once, and after learning it, Du Zhiyuan continued to say to Yi Zhengping: "We can also kill all the guys from the Demon Sect (Spanish)."

"Hey hey hey!" Qiao Yi couldn't listen anymore. He shouted to Yan Yun Songzi, "Don't teach randomly."

However, Matsuko looked at him with her head tilted, "Is there anything wrong with my translation?"

Qiao Yi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say: "It seems that nothing is wrong."

So he decided to continue lying down and sucking the straw (gif).

"Necklace!!!" Yi Zhengping was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly protected the position of his neck, "How did you know!?"

"You didn't hide it, I saw it with my eyes," Du Zhiyuan asked Yan Yun Songzi again, "Isn't my words a grammatical disease?"

"No."

Yi Zhengping held his necklace tightly, saying, "I can't give this to you. This is my parents' relics, which will be of great use in the future."

"If you die, no matter how big the purpose is, it will be for nothing." Du Zhiyuan said.

"This..." Yi Zhengping naturally knew his current situation.

It was because of this necklace that his whole family was destroyed by the Demon Sect, and his parents sacrificed their lives to save him. Later, he went to Xuanlan Sect incognito and thought he could practice slowly and wait until one day to go back to take revenge.

But he never thought that the Demon Sect found him first, killed Xuanlan Sect, and tried to seize the necklace.

After fighting with the Demon Sect, Xuanlan Sect was no match at all, and was killed and retreated step by step. This is why Yi Zhengping Fei Ge's letter was not sent to him.

Later, he was kicked off the boat by Songzi and rushed back to the sect to find this scene, so he decisively exposed his identity and led the people from the Demon Sect away.

Xuanlan Sect took him in for seven years and did not treat him badly. Naturally, he was unwilling to implicate the sect because of himself.

But he still overestimated himself. The crane was injured when it flew halfway through, and he could no longer get up after barely landing on Qiao Yi and his boat.

The crane was spiritual, and it was shocked by Qiao Yi's overlord color before, realizing that it was a strong man. Now it had the only chance of life for Yi Zhengping on this ship.

Unfortunately, it can't speak yet, and Yi Zhengping couldn't understand what it meant.

Seeing that Yi Zhengping was still struggling, Xianhe used his last strength to pick up the necklace and put it in Du Zhiyuan's hand.

"Yanran?" Yi Zhengping was shocked, and he didn't expect Xianhe to do so.

Du Zhiyuan nodded with satisfaction: "It's quite smart, so I won't bake you anymore. Keep it for the reserve grain, just like our captain."

"Hey hey! Did I actually store grains??" Qiao Yi shouted, "Your salary will be deducted!"

Du Zhiyuan ignored him and turned to look at the necklace in his hand.

This is the style of a silver thread strung with a bead.

He pinched the beads, his fingers attached to the armed color and turned black, and then he pinched them.

The bead suddenly grew bigger like an elf ball, and its shape changed as well. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a sword that was one meter long and three meters long and as wide as a mobile phone...

The sword body is milky white, the hand guard is a rectangular body, and there are strange patterns on both sides. There is no sword spike, and the end of the hilt is a metal ring of five centimeters in diameter.

Du Zhiyuan knocked on the sword with his fingers, and then made a crisp metal sound.

"It's interesting, what material is this? I haven't seen it before." He was very interested in this sword, or he was interested in all good swords.

Yi Zhengping said: "This sword is a sword heirloom of my family. It is said that it was collected by an ancestor of the Huaxuan Realm 3,000 years ago by an ancestor of the Huaxuan Realm. He asked a forging master to forge it. After the sword was completed, he swept across the continent and was called the Sword Saint."

"Dragon Marrow Gold? What is that?" Du Zhiyuan immediately asked when he heard the strange words.

Before Yi Zhengping could speak, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the sky.

"Hahahaha, I went out this morning to do some divination. The divination master said that I was lucky today. Now it seems that way. That guy over there! I'll hand over the sword! That's not something you can have!"

The voice came from far to near. After a sentence, a black panther with wings came to the flying Henan people. There was a man who looked in his early thirties standing on the back of the black panther.

This guy has a straight facial features, but there are two scars on his face that are "X" in shape, which divides the entire face into four parts, making him look very ferocious.

"Damn!" Qiao Yi's sunglasses fell directly into his arms. He looked at the guy in shock, "Is this the legendary Scar Jason? The restoration level is so high!"

When he saw this guy, the biggest reaction was Yi Zhengping. He held his breath, clenched his fists, and there was anger in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Du Zhiyuan looked at him like this, and then asked the visitor in Spanish, who was not yet skilled in it: "How do you know that I belong to a friend?"

Scarface sneered: "You have a big head and a thick neck. You are a man who is not a big man, let alone you are wearing an apron... Okay, stop talking nonsense, hand over the sword quickly, otherwise when I take action, you will die more than you."

"I will still die if I hand over the sword?" Du Zhiyuan complained.

Yi Zhengping said: "This guy is the Black Panther, the guardian of the Three Swords Demon Sect. He is cruel and ruthless. He will definitely do it if he kills a ship, and it is not a joke."

"Such a coincidence," Du Zhiyuan was stunned, "so is me."

"What is it?" Tao Jianqiu asked curiously.

"Tell me trustworthy," Du Zhiyuan said, "If you say you kill the whole family, you will kill the whole family."

The black panther opposite couldn't help laughing wildly again when he heard this: "Hahaha, hahahaha, it's rare to meet a naughty girl like you. She still has the heart to joke in front of me, but this is very good. It's a wise choice to have an optimistic attitude before death. Okay, throw the sword over, I will give you some fun."

As he spoke, hundreds of large eagles flew behind him, and each eagle stood two or three uniformly dressed sword-holders.

These should be the disciples of the Three Swords Demon Sect. Black Panther took them to beat Xuanlan Sect to autism.

So many people gathered in front of the boat, looking like a thunder cloud. The oppression made Tao Jianqiu and Yi Zhengping feel a little breathless.

After saying that, Black Panther looked at the entire Henan people flying, saying, "This boat is good, it looks like a treasure. I really want to thank you, a little bastard, for bringing us here."

Yi Zhengping quickly explained: "I didn't mean it! I was just rushing to escape, and I had asked you to escape long ago...uh."

He was interrupted by Du Zhiyuan halfway through his words: "Don't talk, no one blames you."

Then Du Zhiyuan looked at Black Panther again: "Do you want this sword?"

"That's right," said Black Panther, "You may not know what the sword in your hand is. Generally, we only use two words to describe it: a magical artifact! The ancestor of the Feng family was able to kill the title of "Sword Saint" with one sword. Now it is not a problem for me, Black Panther to use it to become a sword god. The descendants of the Feng family are all useless people. The sword is simply a pearl dust in their place. Okay, hand over the sword quickly. My patience is limited."

The Feng family is Yi Zhengping's family. His original surname is Feng, but later changed his name to avoid Black Panther.

"Artifact?" Du Zhiyuan ignored him, but looked at the white sword in his hand, "Well, he is indeed worthy of this title, even the Supreme Knife cannot compare to it."

"Look at the line." He raised Jianping to his chest and touched the sword spine.

"Listen to the sound." He flicked his fingers on the sword again, making a crisp sound.

"Look at this toughness." He pinched the tip of the sword with his fingers and broke it.

bite!

The sword...broken.

Du Zhiyuan grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand and pinched half of the sword's tip with two fingers on the other hand, and was stunned.

"this……"

Yi Zhengping:w(?Д?)w

Black Panther: w(?Д?)w

Qiao Yi: "Oh ho."
Chapter completed!