The amount of waste in the world is mainly against the sky

Chapter 637

Everyone grilled or steamed the fresh seafood on the deck, and had a lunch with great appetite.

In the next few days, Beichen Yina, Yuchi Qingyun, Ximen Haoran and Duanmufeng would come to Dongling Kingdom's sandboat to play with Mu Han from time to time, while Ximen Yuhe, who was weak due to food poisoning, For the time being, he didn't have the energy to deliberately trouble Mu Han, so Mu Han spent a rather comfortable sea journey.

Under the escort of the northwest wind, the three sand boats sailed smoothly all the way towards their destination, Tianma Island.

Seeing that they were about to land on Tianma Island, they encountered a sand boat from Nanzhu Kingdom!
Mu Han and the others met Nangong Xuanling, the crown prince of Nanzhu Kingdom, and Ouyang Hanrui, the young master of the Ouyang family. When everyone met, there was naturally some excitement.

"Master Dugu, we finally meet again!" Ouyang Hanrui stepped forward, looked at Mu Han happily, and said to him.

Mu Han smiled, and was about to answer when he saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with dark complexion, strange clothes, and a blue turban on his head suddenly walking out of the Nan Zhu Kingdom's team.

"Are you Dugu Muhan who is tied for fourth place with Duanmufeng on the Yunkong Talent List?" The young man asked Muhan, looking him up and down.

Mu Han sized up the boy, then nodded.

The young man in front of him, who is obviously different from the Central Plains people in terms of clothing and appearance, is clearly a child of a minority!It turns out that there are compatriots from ethnic minorities in this Yunkong Continent!

"My name is Zhu Azuo, and I'm ranked second on Yunkong Talent List. I wonder if I'm lucky enough to compete with you?" Zhu Azuo looked at Mu Han with bright eyes and asked.

"Master Dugu, Zhu Azuo comes from a southwest tribe that belongs to our Nanzhu country. The people in that tribe are very warlike, so...so, he always wants to find someone to compete with." Ouyang Han Rui said to Mu Han apologetically.

On the way to Tianma Island, this Zhu Azuo kept pestering them, the monks who were on the same sandboat with him, and asked others to compete with him every now and then.

Seeing Zhu Azuo's unattractive appearance, some young monks who were born in the big family of cultivators accepted his challenge with contempt in their hearts.However, when they really competed with Zhu Azuo, they discovered that this Zhu Azuo from the southwestern tribe had weird kung fu and was good at using poison, which made them exhausted and miserable!

Mu Han looked at Zhu Azuo and frowned slightly.

She faintly sensed a somewhat dangerous aura in this minority youth.

Just as she was about to say something, unexpectedly, a figure stood in front of her in a flash - it was Xuanyuan Longyin dressed in white!

"Hmph, do you still dare to find someone to compete with the defeated general?! If you want to compete with Han'er, you must first beat the deity!" Xuanyuan Longyin said with a cold snort.

"You...you are Xuanyuan Longyin?!" Zhu Azuo stared at Xuanyuan Longyin with wide eyes, couldn't help shivering, and took several steps back.

At last year's Four Nations Conference, he had met this terrifying man!

This person was not afraid of his poisonous technique, and even repaired him severely on the ring, making his memory fresh and unforgettable forever!
"Don't compare, I won't compare!" Seeing Xuanyuan Longyin, Zhu Azuo panicked and turned around and ran away, as if he was avoiding some scourge!
　Third more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)