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Originally, the ferryman of the bitter sea is the ferryman of the bitter sea, and Qin Yang didn't want to take away the power of appointment or anything. That power is too great, and he alone does not conform to the basic law of world evolution.
Therefore, adding private goods to make it easier for yourself, and restricting the ferryman by the way, is just a way out of the cold, and tampered with the ferryman's ferry in the Sea of ????Bitterness.
Only the ferry that incorporates the imprint of silence is the real ferry of bitter seas.
After all, there is no ferry, you have to cross the sea of ??wool.
At that time, I really didn't expect that, just because of this, I got the ticket.
What's more, I didn't expect that the ferry ticket that was thrown into the bitter sea could be called directly to pick up the ferry.
If I knew it was so easy, why wait so long.
There is another advantage of having a ticket, that is, anyone with a ticket can board the ship.
Anonymous, no number.
He doesn't have to apply the mark of silence himself, and he can hide it for a while. The mark of silence has something to do with him.
Although Dahuang knew that he had mastered the Ai Zi Jue, he caught a lot of people, but this is not Dahuang, and some of them are old ghosts who have died for an unknown number of years.
Is it very difficult for one or two of these old ghosts to cultivate the mourning formula?
As for the imprint, it may be different from other people who have cultivated the silent supernatural power of the Ai Zi Jue, who knows.
Whether you can keep one hole card or keep one more hole card, it is best not to be famous if you can not get this kind of name.
The nature of being famous as a person with authority is completely different from being famous as a passer-by or a tool person in the story.
At least the latter will not be missed.
Thinking about it, Qin Yang is actually quite happy. When the rules are not perfect, it is still easy to exploit loopholes.
In this ghostly place, who knows how many bosses will kick open the coffin and jump out.
Still be careful, develop first.
Qin Yang squatted obediently on the bow of the boat, watching the ferry slowly moving forward, acting obediently as an ordinary ferryman, feeling that he was being silenced, and began to take the opportunity to study again.
After all, under normal circumstances, he can't silence himself.
As for the current situation, it is obvious that boarding with a ticket is different from the authority to personally impose the mark of silence.
Thinking of this, Qin Yang himself laughed.
A broken awning boat, but also the difference between the economy class and the first class.
The novelist reads the book, and the whole person is useless.
The ferryman stood at the stern of the boat rowing the oars, without saying a word, and quietly punted the boat. Hearing Qin Yang squatting at the bow giggling, he couldn't help but glance up.
She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say a word.
The sea water was constantly retreating, and their speed was getting faster and faster. When it seemed that they were about to fly, a gray fog appeared in front of them.
The mist seemed to be pushed away by someone with a big hand, and a ship with a body of three hundred feet and a pitch-black body made entirely of skulls of various creatures appeared in front of it.
The smile on Qin Yang's face suddenly subsided.
Looking at it, I immediately understood that there was a giant.
Just looking at this fierce ship, you can see a lot of things. There are two huge heads hanging from the bow and stern, one dragon and one tiger.
The former still had the power of the real dragon, and Qin Yang even suspected that this head was the skull of some unlucky real dragon.
As for the tiger skull at the back, the evil energy was even heavier, and it was pressed in the skull and could not escape. It stimulated his heart to beat wildly, and he almost couldn't suppress his instinct to draw his sword.
After a quick glance, I saw a few guys who were not easy to mess with at first glance, and they were full of lifeless guys.
Especially the guy standing at the stern and steering the boat, his head was covered with a black cloth, and his hands and feet were completely bound by chains. The evil spirit, murderous spirit, dead spirit, and all kinds of breaths in his body were about to explode.
The central point of the suppression of this big ship, which is similar to a Jedi, is on this person.
He easily calmed down the entire ship by himself.
And from the looks of it, this guy doesn't seem to have the highest status yet.
After quickly completing the judgment, Qin Yang returned to the cabin in an instant with a cat on his back, and poked the novelist with his finger.
"Someone stopped us. It looks like they are all old antiques. I must not know any of them. I must be looking for you."
After pushing the novelist out, Qin Yang himself stayed in the cabin.
He wouldn't think it was a coincidence that they happened to run into each other in the vast ocean of suffering.
&nbs?? seen.
He didn't go inside the door to break open the mausoleum's practice assessment, and he didn't even see the ancestor who was in an ominous state.
Not to mention that people have returned from the ominous appearance of mummy to the appearance full of anger.
Bu Mingbai ran away without declaring his family name. If he could recognize this as one of his ancestors, then he would be a god.
However, Uncle Meng played a bit harshly.
And he couldn't die, so when he came here, he first pulled the novelist to open up the realm of the dead.
With this kind of record, others can see it.
Hey, Meng Yi's bragging seems to be quite appropriate, very realistic, not exaggerated at all.
Their sect master is just that powerful.
It's not that great, but when everyone came in together and everyone else was still in a daze, he first took the right to print the boat tickets into his hands.
"It's so dangerous." Qin Yang glanced back with lingering fear, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he didn't see anyone chasing him.
When I looked up, I saw the novelist was still reading.
"I said, brother, what are you still looking at? If you don't want to think about whether you have offended someone before, I won't talk about it. You sold me out.
If I hadn't been fooled by my quick wit this time, those people would have chopped us up.
Didn't you see the guy at the helm, his murderous aura is about to explode! "
"Ah, why did they chop us up? Just asking something." The novelist was a little confused.
He remembered it just now, and he recognized one of them, who seemed to be from the Taoist sect.
People from the Taoist sect have a pretty good reputation, they are always very polite, they have no grievances or enmities, so there is no need to trouble him.
At this moment, the fast-moving black-covered boat suddenly took off and flew into the sky.
After flying high into the sky, the awning boat reversed its direction, and plunged into the sea with the bottom upside down.
"Clatter"
As imagined, the scene of rushing into the sea did not appear.
In the blink of an eye, they seemed to have rushed out from under the surface of the sea and reappeared on the surface of the sea.
?The black-covered boat moves forward slowly, and on the horizon, it seems that there is a big brush, using the sky as a canvas to paint as much as you want.
After a few strokes, a coastline appeared between the sea and the sky.
Qin Yang was dumbfounded, never expecting this to be the case.
No wonder I couldn't see the shore before.
"Fuck, why don't you be so perfunctory, the land is drawn in real time!" (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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