After returning from Wang Chen, Feng Sha thought for a moment and asked Yun Benzhen to invite Mr. Jue's special envoy again.

The envoy was a little impatient after waiting for a long time and forced a smile: "Sir Feng is the one who has already chosen the contact envoy?"

Fengsha said lightly: "I decided to meet Mr. Jue in person as soon as possible, so there is no need to send a contact envoy. Please rush back and report to me. The subordinates will immediately release the boat and wait for Mr. Jue's grandfather."

The envoy was stunned and frowned.

This risk is too great. What if the wind and sand are malicious and hidden water ghosts?

Although he felt that this situation was unlikely to happen, Mr. Jue's status was too high and no one dared to take the risk of it.

Fengsha knew very well what the envoy was thinking. To be honest, he was still worried about Mr. Jue’s water ghost!

The two sides have lost the foundation of mutual trust. Usually, in this case, sincere communication is possible, at least ten days and half a month, or more, to several years or more.

I remember that in order to establish trust with Yin Gu, he had gained the advantage in Chenliu for ten years but let it go everywhere, and never took ruthless actions.

You should know that he and He Zixu have known each other for a long time and are quite familiar with each other. In this way, they still paid the share of the Sanhe Gang and the Shengtian Pavilion, and then they joined forces to make Mr. Jue beat him up, which led to a little trust.

In short, the hardest thing to build in the world is trust, and the easiest thing to destroy is trust.

However, Fengsha was willing to take the risk this time because the chips in his hand were very heavy. If there was a glimmer of opportunity, the Four Spirits would never give up on Wang E.

"In this way, I will send another small boat to let my brother go back to deliver the message. I will bring a maid and follow your people on your boat, let them go in the boat, and wait for the good news."

The envoy's tense expression suddenly relaxed and he smiled and said, "It's good."

This is equivalent to taking hostages by oneself. All risks are borne by the wind and sand. He has no reason to disagree.

The wind and sand carried the clouds and the real ones on the deck, boarded the envoy's ship, and sent a small boat to the envoy for use.

The two ships walked together and arrived at the entrance of the river where the river entered the Hunan River. The ship was berthed by wind and sand, and the special envoy continued to move forward.

The tide is rising late at night, the river is rushing, and there is another small boat, which is in the middle of the river, shaking and unstable.

In addition to the wind and sand and clouds on the boat, there were nine sailors who tried hard to stabilize the hull.

In terms of physical fitness, Fengsha is a weak chicken. Not to mention standing, he can't even sit steadily, so he had to treat Yun Benzhen as a human crutch and almost pressed his whole body in his arms.

Yun Benzhen was shy and happy in his heart. It would be so nice if the master treated her like this in private, but there were so many annoying people next to her.

She shyly felt her master's chest rubbing against her cheek from time to time, and occasionally glared at the sailor who was sneaking at him.

Among the sword servants, Yun Benzhen looks the most beautiful, a little less charming than the vivid sound, and a little more beautiful.

Now, a red tie bandage wrapped around the flame pattern that blocked the forehead, and a faint face completely suppressed the fierce temperament, which was indescribable.

Anyway, this fierce and timid look made people feel itchy, and the sailors took a sneak shot even more.

Of course, I am envious of Fengsha. I thought to myself that if this fierce and beautiful girl was held in my arms like this, I would be afraid that her bones would be numb all over her body and would be so beautiful that she could fly to the sky.

Fortunately, they are all from the Four Spirits, and they know very well the status of Xuanwu in charge and dare not gossip.

The wind and sand didn't care about enjoying the fragrance and softness in my arms, and my face turned blue and white.

He was used to sitting in a giant ship as steady as Mount Tai. Suddenly, he almost shook his gall. If he had not had to hold on in front of outsiders, he could have pulled Yun Benzhen's collar and vomited it all in his arms.

Fortunately, Mr. Jue came very quickly, and stood at the bow of the boat with his hands on his back. Under the moonlight, his blue shirt fluttered and his square scarf shook. His eyes were bright, as if he was brighter than the moon. Although he was older, he was still handsome and elegant.

The wind and sand swallowed the sour water that almost spread to the lips, barely squeezed out a smile and stepped on the head of the boat, saluted from afar, and said to Yun Benzhen in his mouth: "You stay here, don't act rashly."

Yun Benzhen was very worried about his master's safety. His tender lips were slightly apart, as if he wanted to persuade him. He turned his delicate eyes to look at the sailors on both sides and left and right, and pursed his lips tightly.

She was very sharp-eyed. The boat was about the same size as this small boat and the bumpy degree was about the same.

The master asked her to support her to stand firmly. The old man opposite didn't even shake his shoulders, and his feet seemed to have iron-cast roots on the deck.

Obviously, his martial arts skills are very high, and he can strangle the master to death with just a little stretch.

Fengsha ignored what Yun Benzhen thought, and the two ships supported her shoulders and jumped over, saluting: "There is indeed a hundred thousand urgent matters that must be met immediately. I will disturb you late at night, and I hope to forgive my sins."

Mr. Jue touched his beard, smiled and turned his head slightly and ordered: "You all go over, I want to have a close conversation with Master Feng."

The sailors on the boat stood up one after another, jumped onto the wind and sand boat one by one, and the small boat that was not big was almost sinking.

Yun Ben was really dissatisfied with these men coming towards her. After receiving the orders from his master, he did not dare to follow him. He put a fierce secret force on his hands, and looked at his master pitifully, hoping that his master would change his mind and take her with him.

Several sailors who were approaching intentionally or unintentionally suddenly opened their mouths and acted like roaring, but couldn't make any sound, and they couldn't even yell at the breath that squeezed into their throats.

They all took a long time to recover, and then rushed to the side like a ghost.

The narrow boat, which was originally crowded with people, actually vacated an extremely wealthy space.

There were still sailors behind him who were unknown, so they went inside.

Yun Benzhen snorted, snatched a long hardwood paddle and started pinching it from scratch.

For a moment, the wood flour rustled, leaking out of its fingers, and spreading with the river breeze. The wood pulp quickly softened into a piece of dried thick noodles, swaying proudly in his hands and shaking them. A pair of pretty eyes was full of vigor and swept across the left and right.

She thinks that everything belongs to her master. If others touch her, wouldn’t it embarrass her master?

If you dare to embarrass your master, you deserve to die, and suffering is a bargain.

What she thought about in her head was always different from that of normal people, but she believed it without doubt.

Anyway, if anyone dares to move, he will think he wants to get advantage of her and thinks he is unable to get along with his master. So he turned into a long oar and a stick and a whip, and thrust it hard, but he didn't lower his legs, so he specifically twitched the middle.

Soon, all the sailors became as soft as this wooden oar, and the wood chips were scattered and they didn't dare to reach out to wipe them.

The wind and sand were far away, and I didn't know that Yun Benzhen was making trouble again, and he told me that Wang E might have been trapped.

After listening quietly, Mr. Jue sighed and said quietly, "If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be my special envoy, but a fleet that killed you."

The wind and sand suddenly realized. I thought to myself that you had known it a long time ago, no wonder the attitude he showed was beyond my expectations.
Chapter completed!