Reincarnation of the concubine of the apocalypse

Chapter 302
With the disappearance of that mysterious man.

Suddenly, there was some inaudible movement in the air in the room.

After a moment.

A white, short and thick naked man suddenly appeared in the air, and fell into the red and white flesh and blood without stopping, splashing a piece of red and white flesh.

For a moment.

There was a cold scoff in the air, and a lazy sentence floated indistinctly.

"Tsk, this body is really ugly."

The deep and magnetic man's voice is extremely pleasant, hazy like smoke, but soon, the lingering voice gradually fades away
The room returned to silence for a while.

After about ten or twenty breaths.

The fingertips of the man who fell to the ground moved slightly.

Followed by mournful moaning and heavy breathing.

Then the man who seemed to be recovering started to kick and lift his legs, and slightly moved his flesh-and-blood body.

Soon.

The man turned over forcefully with his hands covered in blood and flesh, and turned his face up to the sky. There was a slight noise, and his old yellow eyes slowly opened.

There was a habitual smoldering in the old eyes, even after waking up at the beginning, those smoldering did not diminish by half.

And that face.

It was a half-rotten face, extremely ugly.

Isn't this exactly what Ming Yu, Jin and Ming Yuheng saw just now, the high priest who was in bed with the long-legged beauty!
After a while, the high priest stared suspiciously at the exquisite glazed lamp hanging from the roof, his old face was gloomy, and he was a little confused.

How could he be lying on the ground?
Didn't he show off his glory on the bed just now?
What happened in the middle?
Did he lose consciousness again inexplicably?

The high priest turned his head to look at the bed on the left.

I want to see if the beauty is still there.

The palms are slightly closed during the movement.

But there was a sticky, greasy, wet touch.

This made his already condensed eyebrows tighten even more.

He raised his palm suspiciously.

Blood, flesh, bones?
Yes.

Pulling out a white thorn-shaped thing that was slightly stuck in the palm of the hand and looked carefully, yes, it is a white bone.

The high priest's heart tightened slightly.

Whose flesh and blood, whose bones?

Is it a beauty?

when he lost consciousness.
Do not!
The hair on the beauty's body doesn't grow like this!
Dirty.

The high priest picked up a bunch of gray hairs and looked at it with gloomy eyes.

Then I was sure that this would never be a beauty's.

It looked like a beast.

But when did wild beasts exist in his underground palace?
And what about that beauty?

unusual.

So abnormal.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

After a week of internal force running.

My heart is relieved.

Fortunately.

Still the same as before.

Meditate for a while, and exercise the internal force for a few days, and you will be able to restore your skills.

Then, closing his eyes and concentrating, a dark halo instantly spread throughout his body.

After half an hour.

The high priest stood on the edge of the bed.

Looking at the wide open hole on the bed, his face was so dark that ink dripped out.

~.~
At the market on the secret island.

The market, which was originally full of people, was deserted at noon today.

Except for a few scattered small vendors who are still supporting the scene.

Restaurants and shops closed early.

Even the children who were frolicking at the door were coaxed and coaxed back home by the adults at home.

"His aunt, let's close all the stalls first. Look at the trouble over there. We don't know what's going to happen later. We'd better avoid it."

The one who spoke in a low voice was the old lady with a stall of fresh fruits and vegetables.

At this time, she looked worriedly not far away, then turned her head and pulled the fresh fish stall beside her.

The stall owner was also an old woman of about the same age, her complexion was dark, and there were signs of wind erosion left by the sea wind for many years.

Hearing this, he also looked up at that place, his dark old face was full of contempt, and he spat softly, "They are all black-hearted, who knows what they can do, they are so noisy now, maybe they are bullying our island again Alas, I don’t know whose family’s girl suffered this time!”

What follows is full of pity and helplessness.

After all, she is just a small islander.

No matter how you can fight against those five big and three rough old men.

Even if you want to fight, you can't.
The old lady selling fresh fruit who spoke before also had a sad face.

"Hey, who said it wasn't true? The girl from the Xue family was taken away a few days ago. The old man Xue went to the king's palace to make a fuss, but he only got injured and left within a day. What do you think? It's a mess~"

The old lady who sells fish, looked around, and saw that the vendors around her were cleaning up their stalls.

He also began to gather his own.

See no one is looking this way.

He leaned his head to lower his voice while picking up the fish on the stall, "Our king has a big heart, I heard from our family that the king wants to win these pirates to fight for him, and now is the time to use them. .”

"Scary!" The aunt who sold the fresh fruit looked shocked, and hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Oh, can you say that, and don't look at the virtue of our king, he is a murderer without blinking an eye!" Demon king, if you dare to talk about him behind your back, you won't be afraid of losing your head!"

The old lady who sells fresh fish is silent: Why do I listen, it seems that you scold me more happily, big sister.
But he didn't speak anymore, he nodded his head, he tidied up the stall, hurriedly ran away from the market, and went home to avoid the limelight.

Not long after, there was only a rotten vegetable leaf swirling in the wind in the empty market, looking depressed and depressed.

But the wooden house at the end of the long street lined by it is even more lively and full of people's voices.

Especially near the place where the pirates live, there are bustling screams, cursing, and whooping sounds.

It frightened the original residents of the secret island who lived nearby.

They took dry food and water and hid in the cellar dug earlier by their families for refuge.

This secret island has been hidden in the sea since the island was built, and has never been discovered by outsiders.

Even if someone went out to burn, kill, and loot, those who were injured were other people's family members, those who burned their houses were other people's houses, and those who lost their daughters were other people's families.

Their secret island has always been quiet and peaceful.

But since three years ago, a continuous stream of pirates was welcomed to the island by the king and the high priest.

This secret island has become no longer peaceful.

This family lost their daughter and that family lost their daughter-in-law. It happened from time to time, and it was repeated repeatedly.

Even though the islanders protested a lot.

But the few people in power above ignore it, so what can they do.

I had to swallow the bitter water in my stomach.

Be prepared for danger in times of peace, this is the eternal truth.

Not to mention, there is no security
But this time, they misunderstood.

These pirates did not rape other people's daughters today, nor did they steal other people's wives.

They are not in the mood to play with little ladies now.

Because most of them are anxious now.

And this is due to a rumor circulating among the pirates this morning.

Rumor has it that their group of pirates will soon be killed.

Rumors say that the king of this secret island has actually made a deal with Daxing long ago, and the fat-minded king who only knows how to play women is about to exchange their heads for glory and wealth.

Rumor has it that people from the Mysterious Realm Island tipped off their strongholds outside the island. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the Xuanwu Army is, it would be impossible to wipe out all the pirates outside.

Rumors say that this time they said they captured all the warships of the Xuanwu Army, and also captured the two princes of Daxing. In fact, they planned to build the plank road and secretly hide the old warehouse!
But what kind of plan is this plan to build plank roads and hide old warehouses secretly? The big bosses have no education, so they don't understand.

Anyway, they knew they were tricked.

But rumors are rumors after all, some people believe it, and naturally some people don't believe it.

So, this is where the uproar begins.

And cleared out a long market street.
The courtyard where the pirates lived in stretches was also crowded with people at this time.

The black mass is full of human heads, roughly counting, if there is no three thousand, there are two thousand and nine.

And that doesn't include talking in the room, not coming out.

Everyone said something to each other, and each insisted on their own words. Some of them have already blown their beards and stared, raised their swords and swords, and are ready to see the truth and speak with their strength.

After all, none of these pirates came from a pirate den.

When they met three years ago, they still had to fight against each other, it was a life-and-death relationship.

Now they are gathered together because of interests.

But each is his own.

You said that it is difficult to get them to speak well.

There was a lot of noise.

In the hall of the courtyard, there were also people who were blushing.

"Boss, it's not an option to continue to quarrel like this. Otherwise, let me take some brothers to secretly take a look at the place where the Daxing army is detained. If someone is locked up, let's stop arguing and do whatever we want. if not"

During the quarrel, a strong bearded man slapped the table and loudly suggested to the boss who was seated at the top. After speaking, his voice paused, hesitated for a moment, and continued, "If not, boss, then we will It’s time to make plans.”

When others heard it, hey, it was the same reason.

No matter what the noise is, let people go and see it.

So he sat down quietly and listened to the boss's order.

But in fact, the bearded man who talked, he was vain.

He is close to their boss, so he also knows some inside information.

There is no one to lead the way on this secret island, but it is a place that cannot enter or exit.

And the way to get out of the island is only in the hands of a very few people.

If it is true as the rumors say.

It was sold by the people on this island.

Then they are the big rats in the urn now, what else can they do, they can only fight a bloody way, fight it.

The boss at the top is a middle-aged man in his early forties, with an ordinary face, a pair of triangular eyes full of hostility, but his eyebrows are slightly open, coupled with those hostile eyes, there is a sense of generosity that is slightly contrary to harmony.

When the boss heard what the bearded man said, he didn't agree or disagree. He just raised his hand and pressed his palm down a few times, signaling the bearded man to sit down and talk.

It can be seen that the boss has a good reputation.

Just a few simple actions.

The hall, where there was still a slight discussion just now, fell silent, and the bearded man who slapped the table also sat down.

The boss slowly looked around the hall, and finally set his eyes on the person dressed as a scholar next to him.

The tone is kind.

"Yesan, you are the smartest among us and the best at planning. What do you think of this matter?"

The scholar, who was called Ye San, leaned slightly to the right, with his right hand leaning on the handle of the seat, holding a moist white bamboo fan with no words or pictures between his slender fingers.

He was tapping the palm of his left hand again and again, with a little rhythm, as if he was tapping, and it seemed to be tapping casually.

Head drooping slightly, eyes slightly closed, as if in a slumber.

Listening to the person above asking me, the action of knocking on the fan paused for a moment, but in an instant, it returned to the original action.

Without moving his eyebrows, he just uttered a sentence in a gentle manner: "Listen to the bearded man."

Then there is no more words.

This attitude seems a bit contemptuous.

Immediately received some dissatisfied eyes.

Some complained about their bosses, and some were simply blind and jealous.

After all, those who are favored will naturally recruit black people.

But most people still don't care, they are all blood-licking people, how can they lose their temper.

Ye San is capable, so he can naturally do whatever he wants.

Regardless of what other people think.

Just talking about the big beard makes me very happy.

If you want to say who he loves the most in their pirate den, besides the boss, it is Ye San who suddenly appeared three years ago.

I don't know what to coax him, anyway, he just coaxed.

It's rare to see him support himself so unhesitatingly today.

The bearded man felt that all the cowardice before was worth it!

Therefore, the expression on his face is called a grateful one.

Although his face is full of beards, his bull's eyes, the size of copper bells, are watery, and anyone can see his chicken jelly.

The boss glared at the bearded man's hopeless appearance, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, then follow Ye San's instructions. Beard man, you take a group of people to find out."

Being robbed of the credit, the bearded man didn't lose his enthusiasm at all, so he greeted a group of brothers and went.

But Ye San's eyes darkened when he saw the bearded figure going out.

"Yesan, let's discuss it first. We can't just wait for the news from Big Beard. We still have to take precautions."

The boss above spoke again.

Ye San turned her head, nodded lightly, and spit out the countermeasures word by word.

~.~
The time advances to an hour ago.

The other end is still in the conference hall.

Xiaoyao Wang, who was sitting on the beam invisibly, was exploring the invisible clothes on his body in shock.

Curiosity towards Ming Yujin's girl has accumulated to a height that will explode.

But my heart is still flattered.

Although the girl and the fourth child refused to explain anything to him.

But what should be given to him is nothing less, no, didn't he enjoy all the clothes and those weird meatballs?
Thinking of it this way, my heart blossomed with joy, and my face became like an old chrysanthemum.

Long Qianxuan on the side was helpless.

What the hell is this with the same virtue as those ignorant mountain people who came out of poor mountains and evil waters.

Fortunately, you are still a generation of Xiaoyao Wang.

On the coast of Yangping, the Happy King who has not been invaded by pirates for a long time!

Can I be worthy of your status first?

Once again, he received the disdainful gaze from his sixth son.

Then look at Yi Tian who is not squinting, but his forehead is twitching.

Xiaoyao Wang touched his nose awkwardly for the eighth time, and smiled awkwardly for the eighth time.

"In my opinion, there is no need to wait any longer. While they are all here, the pot will be settled, and the stragglers below will be easy to deal with."

Long Qianxuan shook his head, "We have to wait."

Xiaoyao Wang was about to persuade him again, but he smiled wickedly, "Now, it's fine."

　Try a small theater.

　　One day in the kitchen.

　　Mingyu Jinbaba looked at a man who was washing his hands and making soup: What would you eat?

　　A certain man: What do you like to eat.

　　A certain woman's eyes lit up: I love to eat you!

　　"Where to eat?" A certain man didn't change his face, "Big sausage or marinated eggs."

　　A woman: You agree!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)