At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

Dragon King, in the main cockpit.

A grand master's chair is placed across the widest part of the room, and there are a few shimmering water spirits floating in the air, and the picture that emerges on it is exactly the scene of the guest at this time.

A tall figure sat on a chair, gently soothing the cat in his arms, and said softly:

"How about it, what's the result of this calculation?"

On the ground next to him, a twelve or thirteen-year-old white-haired boy was sitting on the ground playing with the building blocks in his hands. Dozens of complex building blocks of various shapes seemed to be endowed with souls in his hands.

Light and graceful, but in a short time, one-third of the spell has been spelled out.

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry either, and continued to look at the picture in Shui Ling, waiting quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the white-haired boy stopped the building block slightly, and said in a low voice, "Invisible, unknowable, and unpredictable!"

His voice is very immature, and the tone is not deep, but it naturally has a cold charm in the ears.

"Huh?" Obviously, the middle-aged man was somewhat incomprehensible to this result, and finished with a frown, "How could such a result come about? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!"

The white-haired boy slowly raised his head, and said indifferently: "There are unknown variables!"

The moment he raised his head, he realized that this young man had yin and yang eyes.

The eyes have always been crystal blue, just like the sky above the head, which can go straight into the most clear and fragile part of the heart.

The other eye was the exact opposite crimson.

Violent and moody, like a rakshasa devil in hell.

You can fall into the endless abyss at a glance.

But the middle-aged man didn't seem to be surprised by this. Following the boy's eyes, he immediately locked on a young man in black.

……

"Servant?" Zhao Feiyu frowned, but still waved his hand lightly, and the long sword returned to its sheath in response, while stretching his waist, he opened the door casually.

I saw a pretty girl standing in front of the door, she looked extremely beautiful, her facial features were so delicate that she was even a bit dreamy.

Said softly to Zhao Feiyu: "Guest, please enter information!"

As he spoke, he respectfully handed over a form with both hands, with only one message marked on it.

That is the name.

Zhao Feiyu didn't take it immediately, he glanced up and down at the girl in front of him, and suddenly understood: "Virtual portrait? It's really interesting!"

But it's none of his business, he took the pen and paper and paused for a moment, then just wrote two words:

Huang Li!

"Brother, this time I have to trouble you to be the scapegoat!" Zhao Feiyu licked his lips with a smirk in his heart.

Huang Li, who was far above Huangshan Mountain, suddenly sneezed so hard that the whole house even shook.

"Brother, are you catching a cold?" Huang Ling'er was startled, and then asked worriedly.

"What are you talking about? Although I am not as strong as brother Zhao, I am still a saint!"

Huang Li immediately stared at the words: "How could it be possible to catch a cold?"

Then he pondered very seriously for a while, then nodded solemnly:

"There must be a lady from some family discussing me, alas, I'm damned, I have nowhere to put my charm!"

……

"Okay, I'm disturbing the guests, please rest!"

The server who completed the task bowed slightly, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin, even dazzled Zhao Feiyu.

"It seems that many people are going to suffer a lot!" Zhao Feiyu shrugged, turned and closed the door.

The middle-aged man saw this scene in his eyes, his brows were frowned, a little incomprehensible:

"The fifth floor of the saint is pretty good, but it can't hinder your deduction, right?"

When he saw the name written by Zhao Feiyu, the middle-aged man's brow deepened a bit:

"This name is exactly the same as that cheap elder from the Apocalypse League, but the appearance is quite different. It should be the same name, but since it is so, it is even more unreasonable!"

"Heaven's secret is God's plan. No matter how strong your strength is, no matter how deep your thoughts are, you will still be in the game. You can't escape this day's plan!"

The boy's voice came to mind again, but this time he was also a bit hesitant:

"The changes in it are endless, and no one can glimpse a billionth of it!"

"Forget it, let nature take its course!"

After finishing speaking, the building block model that had already been formed in his hand suddenly shattered into fine powder and slid down between his fingers.

The middle-aged man was silent, and it took a long time before he smiled in relief:

"Pursuing the unknown far away is the great meaning!"

After finishing speaking, he stopped making a sound, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Time passed, and one day was almost over. Zhao Feiyu estimated that the Dragon King had traveled tens of millions of kilometers away from the shore.

Although this big guy looks cumbersome, it is indeed extremely fast.

Moreover, the sailors have sufficient sailing experience and can avoid many detours.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhao Feiyu didn't leave directly in the air, but took the boat here slowly.

Three meals a day were delivered on the Dragon King, but Zhao Feiyu didn't eat, and Qing'er devoured them all by himself, while he sat by the window and watched the vast ocean waves outside the ship.

The sky slowly fell, and the dark light covered everything bright.

"Brother Huang, let Qing'er help you change your clothes!" Qing'er sat on the edge of the bed, struggled a little, and walked forward as if he had finally made up his mind, and said in a low voice.

Zhao Feiyu took a deep look at him, and said casually, "First time on a boat?"

"Yes!"

Qing'er didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly, but nodded in a low voice.

"It would be great to find someone to make a living outside, and you don't have to worry about being abused here, and your head is in danger!" Zhao Feiyu shook his head and said, "Leave in time before you get too deep!"

"Leave? How is it possible to leave! We are all ants drifting with the tide, we can only beg in the stormy chest to live for a few more hours! It is no longer a luxury to be a human being!"

Qing'er smiled miserably and said:

"Qing'er is a slave. My parents sold me to escape the famine and came here. I thought it was a good family, but I didn't expect it to be the Asura Field!"

"Never thought of running away?" Zhao Feiyu frowned and asked.

"I've thought about it, why haven't I thought about it, even some sisters who came from my class tried it." Qing'er couldn't stop crying, and said, "But it's impossible to escape, those who fled were all caught back Hanged on the fence!"

She said with a forced smile: "But I've already thought about it, since this is my life, I just accept it calmly."

"It's life or death, glory and wealth or tragic death on the street. Since it's all predestined, why don't you just live every day well and don't come to this world to suffer this crime!"

"Perhaps, this is the so-called truth!"