Chapter 72 The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng

Squeak.

The door of the study was pushed open, but there was no one outside.

Was it blown open by the wind?

Ru Xing, who was serving Mo, frowned slightly. She didn't hear such a loud wind outside the house. Who was making a disturbance in the City Lord's Mansion?

She was about to ask the city lord for permission to go out and take a look, when she heard the city lord say: "Ru Xing, you can leave now."

Ru Xing was stunned for a moment, then bowed and stepped back.

After she left the courtyard, Ye Gucheng put down his pen and looked at the angel who pushed the door open for the first time: "What happened?"

Tarona folded his arms and looked intently at the Lord of Baiyun City in front of him who remained calm.

He is different from Flower Full House.

Hua Man Lou's gaze towards angels is always calm and gentle, with an underlying tone of gratitude and curiosity. The tone of voice when speaking is inexplicably soft. The accent of people from the south of the Yangtze River seems to be a little soft, as the mountains and rivers nourish people.

Ye Gucheng was different. He looked at the angel with an inquiring look, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes, which was the human instinct of being on guard when facing the unknown.

Hua Manlou can chat with angels, and if he were bolder, he could even make friends with angels; Ye Gucheng cannot. He can play chess with angels, analyze current situations with angels, and exchange information with them, but he really can't get along with angels like Hua Manlou does.

He is a superior, and when one is in a superior position for a long time, suspicion and vigilance become instincts.

Therefore, there is always a deliberate distance between Ye Gucheng and the angels. He will not get close to the angels, and the angels will not get too close to humans due to their personalities.

If Tarona were to describe it, she would use the gentle and kind cat to describe Hua Man Lou, and Ye Gucheng would be described as a lonely and proud wolf on the plateau.

So she prefers Flower House.

Who wouldn't like someone who is sincere, kind and gentle?

And Ye Gucheng...

He is a great partner.

There is no problem of being a drag, the comprehension ability is max, the execution ability is strong, and the mood is very calm and stable.

A very good partner, a very good city master, love comes from the mission world.

"How long will it take to recall the fishermen from Baiyun City who are out at sea?"

The Great Witch asked straight to the point.

Ye Gucheng's eyes dimmed, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "At most a quarter of an hour."

It is less than an hour before dusk, and this is the time for the fishermen who go out to sea to rush back. According to past experience, they will all return to the island before the night falls completely, and only a very small number of fishermen who go out on large boats will spend the night at sea.

The angel asked this, which meant that something big was going to happen. Ye Gucheng planned to send out all the ships of the City Lord's Mansion.

The flag of the City Lord's Mansion is the best guiding mark. Fishermen who see it will come over spontaneously.

A quarter of an hour was already within Tarona's expectations. It could be said that the efficiency of Baiyun City was far greater than she expected.

With [Evil Eyes] around, it won't take long for Gong Jiu to find out that Gongsun Lan was taken away by Sigismiya. The only difference is sooner or later.

Tarona was not worried that Gong Jiu would come to her house. She was afraid that Gong Jiu would not come to her house. She was worried about another thing - would Gong Sunlan, who possessed extraordinary skills, go berserk under Gong Jiu's orders?

This possibility is very high. The records of [Eye of Daji] do not mention that its ability is limited by distance, but it is not ruled out that the previous officers have never encountered such a situation where half of the anomaly can be split again.

In uncertain situations like this, the staff will handle them as if they will happen.

Once Gongsun Lan goes berserk, with her ability to mutate monsters and create companion creatures, everyone in Baiyun City, whether ordinary people or martial arts masters, will suffer. This will be like a mouse falling into a rice jar, and they will be given their heads for nothing.

So Tarona asked Xijishiya to stop ten nautical miles away from Feixian Island, and then quickly brought Shaman back to her.

Yes, just take Shaman with you.

The current Shaman has no blood debt of innocent people on his hands, which is also the first reason why Tarona allowed Sigiriya to take her away. Lu Xiaofeng's official match can only be ranked second.

As for those with red shoes, I can only wish them good luck.

Theseus reminded: "Miss Ta, you are not far from the demigod realm. Your blessing has taken effect."

So stop wishing others anything and everything casually, even if it’s just a joke, it will come true.

Tarona readily agreed: [Then I'll take it back.]

Theseus: ...

He sighed lightly.

Forget it, he’s our own partner, so he can just watch more of him in the future.

…

When Sigismiya was calm, she was happy to be considerate of others, or more precisely, to be considerate of her master.

She heard a hint of urgency in her master's words, so she threw her giant spider puppets into the sea and let them push the ship forward.

The sound of the waves pushed aside by the ship gradually became louder and louder, and from time to time there were still inaudible roars mixed in with the sound of the waves. These were the sounds of the spider puppets breaking through the reefs that were blocking their way.

In order to reach the place set by the master as quickly as possible, Sigiriya chose a straight line, the front half of which was full of reefs and undercurrents. If the ship was not careful, it would be caught by the rapids and then hit the hidden reefs. If it ran aground or the hull was damaged, it would mean death.

But these are not obstacles for the spider puppets. They are not common objects, the reefs are not as hard as them, and the rapids are not as strong as them, and there is no way to sweep them away.

Sigiriya sat on the deck, feeling the speed of the ship, nodded with satisfaction, and touched the head of the human sleeping on her lap.

Soft and more like a cat.

"What's going on? Why did the boat suddenly become so fast? Did Gong Jiu catch up with us?"

...but there is always someone who would come and disturb her good mood without any courtesy.

Sigiriya pursed her lips and looked back, her spider-web-shaped eyes filled with murderous intent. It was a pity that her master still wanted this woman to be fish bait, otherwise she would tear her into a hundred pieces and throw them all into the sea to feed the fish.

Gong Sunlan was also very afraid of the rope after being bitten by a snake once. She stayed in the cabin with her sisters and never left, fearing that someone would come out from some corner and take all her sisters away from her.

She didn't see her eighth sister and originally thought that her eighth sister was not rescued by the "Palace Master". After she questioned, the "Palace Master" told her that her eighth sister was not captured at all and was still staying well in Shenzhen Villa.

Gong Sunlan suddenly understood. No wonder Gong Jiu had only allowed her sisters to see her one by one every few days. It turned out that he had lied to her about arresting all her sisters.

She did not suspect that the "Palace Master" was deceiving her. The fact that Lu Xiaofeng was the Eighth Sister's lover was well known between the sisters, and Lu Xiaofeng also liked the Eighth Sister.

That is Lu Xiaofeng. Gong Jiu will not touch him easily before he is fully prepared.

But she was different. Except for her eighth sister, her sisters were all by her side. If Gong Jiu caught up with her, this "Palace Master" would definitely abandon them and run away alone.

Gong Jiu might not kill her, but he would definitely kill her sisters, leaving only a few behind, to serve as a warning to others.

Therefore, whenever there was any movement, Gong Sunlan would be like a frightened bird, with all her nerves tense. Even if this "palace mistress" gave her a very bad feeling, she would have to ask for clarification before she could feel at ease.

Xijixia said: "We didn't catch up. The boat was too slow. I just asked the children to push it faster."

If you drive faster, Gong Jiu won't have time to catch up. If you drive slower, there is no guarantee.

After saying that, she waved her hands impatiently and turned her head back 90 degrees, "Go back and stay here. Don't get in my way."

It's crazy. He has to ask even when the boat is going faster. This human is so annoying. I want to kill him.

The owner still needs it and cannot kill it, otherwise he will be unhappy.

She touched Shaman's head again and finally felt better.

Seeing that the "Palace Master" looked lazy, Gongsun Lan believed half of what was said, but she wanted to see the other half for herself.

She climbed up to the mast and looked towards the bow through the unfurled sail.

The waves were very big and she could not see clearly. She only saw a few large scarlet spiders, half of their bodies lying on the hull and the other half submerged in the sea water that was constantly churning with waves. The surging waves were caused by them.

Gongsunlan had seen too many monsters, and those monsters were created by her herself. A few big spiders were not enough to arouse her fear.

This "Palace Master" is indeed not a human being.

Gong Sunlan's jealousy of her deepened.

Sigiriya didn't care about her. She just wanted to stay alive and be the bait for her master. Who would care about anything else?

…

Tarona's worries were not unreasonable, and Sigiriya's decision to speed up was also correct.

When Gongsun Lan stepped out of the dungeon, Gong Jiu, who was far away in the Southern Prince's Mansion, had a premonition. He sat in the main seat, looking at the Southern Prince who was nodding and bowing and making excuses for his own incompetence, with obvious impatience and irritability in his eyes.

When Gong Sunlan got on board and the boat had sailed less than two nautical miles away, Gong Jiu suddenly crushed the teacup in his hand, and the steaming hot tea spilled on the back of his hand. The Prince of Nan Wang personally came up with a handkerchief to wipe it for him, but he waved it to the ground like he was waving away a Shaman.

A red star appeared in the center of his pink eyes. He let out a low roar from his throat, stood up, and smashed the nanmu desk beside him with one palm.

The Southern Prince was so frightened that his face turned pale. He was only supported by the eunuch who was also trembling beside him, so that he did not sit on the ground like his son.

He asked tremblingly, his attitude even more humble than that of the servants around him: "Master Jiu, what are you doing..."

Before he could finish his words, Gong Jiu strode out. Before he reached the door, he turned into a streak of gray light and disappeared in a flash.

The King of the South choked on his breath and fainted amid the cries and shouts of his servants.

——Gong Sunlan ran away!

A gray "meteor" streaked across the sky at an extremely fast speed. In just a quarter of an hour, it fell from the capital city to the land of an unknown island surrounded by sea water.

Boom!

The dungeon door broke into countless pieces, and with a whoosh, torches on both sides of the corridor were lit at the same time, and the dark dungeon had never been so bright. The deepest cell was empty, with only broken iron chains on the ground, as if mocking the visitor for being too conceited and not knowing that his home was robbed.

Gong Jiu's handsome face suddenly turned as gloomy as a demon. His pink eyes were ignited with anger. The red spot in the center became more and more intense, gradually occupying most of the area.

"Who is it?"

Like the hissing of a poisonous snake, the voice of the Ninth Young Master had never been so terrifying. He looked around the cell where only the iron chain was destroyed. The rage in his chest grew steadily, and the undercurrent suppressed in his heart surged to the point that he could no longer control it.

"Who rescued Gong Sunlan?"

The people on the nameless island knelt down at the same time. Their lifeless eyes trembled constantly, the muscles on their faces twitched, the veins on their foreheads popped out, and even their necks turned red.

But none of them spoke.

Because none of them knew who rescued the Ninth Prince's prisoner, they didn't even know who Gongsun Lan was.

"Oh."

Gong Jiu seemed to be laughing out of anger.

Before his sneer reached the ground, all the people on the island leaned forward in unison and broke into pieces. Blood, viscera, and body parts, along with the sneer, were spread all over the island, which had long since become a silent hell.

Looking down from the sky, hundreds of blood-red "flowers" bloomed at the same time, becoming more and more magnificent.

Gong Jiu walked forward, stretched out his hand and picked up a section of iron chain on the ground. It felt cold to the touch, just like the ice on the Tianshan Mountains that never melts.

Gong Sunlan herself cannot break the chain. It was specially made for her by him. Who is it?

"Didn't you say..." He shook the broken chain, "You are the only one in the world who is absolutely special?"

His eyes brightened, and the red that occupied half of his eyes faded a little. The translucent pink became even more translucent, almost turning into substance and flowing out of his eye sockets.

Gong Jiu seemed to have got the answer. He laughed loudly, and then clenched his five fingers tightly, crushing this special chain into powder.

"The other half..."

"well!"

He turned his head suddenly and saw that the direction was exactly where Gong Sunlan disappeared.

Let him see how much his other half has grown up in Hua Man Lou, and how she actually dares to come to his, Gong Jiu's, territory to snatch someone away!

Kill him!

Gong Jiu closed his eyes, the curve of his mouth corners became more and more upturned, he was almost trembling with excitement, and his throat felt dry.

It is enough to have him alone in this world. Hua Man Lou... must die!