The sunrise, the sky is cold, and the dark warship can be seen in the vast ocean, and the clouds and mists are shrouded in the darkness.

On the Thai warship, David got up very early. Although he was engaged in a high-risk occupation, he still did not spend money or get drunk, but maintained good living habits.

At this moment, he was yelling, wanting to warm his cold hands.

The weather changes at sea were strange and unpredictable, and it was really hard to figure out. David was trembling with cold.

Photographer Fick stood beside David, and rubbed his hands with him while watching the fog steaming on the vast sea.

"What did the boss say, do we need to go back?"

David yelled, "If the situation has not changed, we must be ready to stay here for a few months."

"Oh my god, I don't bring a piece of winter clothes." Photographer Fick said distressedly.

David said: "The day after tomorrow, people from our company will come to airdrop supplies. I have already agreed with the boss."

While chatting with Fick, David stared at a warship in the fog rising in the distance. Soon he took the initiative to change the topic:

"These are all small things. Over the years, have you seen the warships over the past?"

Fick looked at the warship in the distance and said, "It seems that there was no such warship last night."

"The Ming Dynasty warship arrived last night and they came back, which means there is something they care about here."

David said: "When the Ming Dynasty came back, we had materials again. As the world's number one extraordinary country, countless people in the world are interested in every move of the Ming Dynasty."

Fick interrupted after hearing this, "I heard that someone is ready to start immigrating to the Ming Dynasty."

His words were a little uncertain, and the world of the rich was still a little far away from him.

But Fick knew, David should know.

David nodded and said, "They are more attractive to them than the freedom of capital, eternal life and the temptation of God."

Speaking of this, he sighed a little. He didn't want to go to the Ming Dynasty fifty years ago.

"Fick, times have changed."

David pointed to the warships in front of him and said, "Now the warships of nearly twenty countries in the entire Pacific Rim are parked here. Their relationships with each other are complicated. If it were a year ago, it would be a big news just for them to stop here, but now it is nothing."

"Now everyone is only interested in Supernatural."

David spread his hands and said, "Last night, at least ten warships entered the array of ancient warships. The battle on the Yellow Sea of ​​the Ming Dynasty made everyone stupid. Now there is nothing that doesn't want to get extraordinary."

"But that's what I want."

David looked at each other and said, "This is everyone's chance."

"It's also...our opportunity."

David stretched out his hand and said, "I hope we will have a happy cooperation this time!"

"Happy cooperation!" Fick also stretched out his hand.

The two cold hands were held together in an instant.

Then the two of them turned around tacitly and looked to the east, which was the direction where the rising sun was.

As the red sun rises eastward, thousands of miles of gold are gathering, and the mist above the waves is dissipating little by little. The appearance of warships near the distance has become clear, but they are still not really visible in the distance.

Hazy, with a foggy beauty.

David enjoys the beauty of this crisis, like enjoying every moment in his life.

He looked directly at the perfect red sun and the golden glow.

At this moment, in his vision, in the distance, where the golden light of the rising sun spreads, suddenly three or two black dots appeared in the sky.

It appeared in the golden sunshine.

David narrowed his eyes and raised his head and said, "What is that? Is there another country's fighter jet coming?"

"I don't know, since we came, there have never been few fighter jets, and they have been flying up and down."

"It's true that I haven't stopped, but this time it's different. There is only one Ming Dynasty in the East."

David said, picking up his telescope and looking into the distance, observing all the news that might happen. This is his professional quality.

But when he looked at the sky and saw clearly what was in the golden waves, he was stunned.

In the telescope, the black dot flying in the air was a person.

They were wearing ancient Ming Dynasty, stepping on long swords, and their clothes fluttered with the wind.

They all look like gods.

"Fick!"

David held the telescope in his hand and refused to put it down. He stared blankly at the sky, patted the photographer Fick's shoulder with his other hand, and said anxiously:

"Hurry up the equipment."

"What's wrong?" Fick was unclear.

David took a deep breath and said, "It's big news!"

………

So, at around 7 o'clock in the morning, BBT News once again started a live broadcast on the spiritual energy recovery post bar. On the screen, there was the vast ocean at sunrise, and the warships in the distance could be seen faintly.

The sky is blue, the sea is blue, and the beautiful scenery of the world.

The barrage started to flash in an instant.

"Why is it so early today? Has the host entered the ancient warship formation again?"

"The red sun rises eastward, sparkling, and beautiful scenery, but BBT News, is this something you should broadcast live?"

"Where is my extraordinary? Am I that great extraordinary?"

"Wait, what's that? It seems like there are people on the sea!"

"There are still people."

"I'll go, will the sword immortal appear again?"

………

Above the sea, you can see that the sword energy is radiant like the wind, and Quanzhen Sword Cultivator walks with his sword.

It rushed over at a speed that was far beyond the sound, and the terrifying speed caused waves of air.

It was like a layer of air mist on everyone's body, which was the scene of the terrifying speed instantly pressing the air into substance.

And this white mist also set off the fairy spirit of a group of sword-wielding people.

After the sword light appeared in everyone's sight, it rushed into the warships above the Yellow Sea in an instant. The sharp sword energy cut the inverted V-shaped sword marks on the sea surface.

The waves surging, revealing the white white of the fish belly, and dozens of long swords flew into the air, and finally stopped outside the ancient warship.

The old Taoist priest stepped on the sword and looked at the ancient mottled ancient warship ship and said, "At that time, Zhenren Zhang and several suspected true immortals went out to sea to intercept the warships heading north and cut off the last glimmer of hope in the Yuan Dynasty. It is said that the battle at that time made the world dim and the sun and the moon dim."

"I was just a child back then. I never thought that I would see the wreckage of a shipwreck."

Wen Zhengming shook his head as he heard the old Taoist priest's sigh.

If the old Taoist priest knew that his life was just an illusion, he would not know what expression he would have.

But he probably didn't have the chance to know, because Wen Zhengming had never been prepared to tell anyone about this.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhengming smiled and said, "You may not have thought that you can become a true immortal in the future!"

The old Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this and said, "This dream is a bit far away!"

Wen Zhengming shook his head, turned to look at the ancient warship array and said, "Things of the world are unpredictable!"

"For example, this ship array, who would have thought it was about to collapse?"

"Crash?"

The old Taoist Long Wei Zi turned his head and looked.

There was a shocking sound of "Boom!"

In the array of ancient warships, something was shattering, and endless scarlet red spread out in an instant.

Then the black sea water poured into the sea like ink.

At this time, there seemed to be no distinction between heaven and earth between inside and outside the ancient warship array.

Scarlet and darkness are the whole world.
Chapter completed!