"It turned out to be Yiqian sister." Qinglin smiled faintly on her face, but she still couldn't hide her loss.

"Is there any trace of you going to the 500-mile sea of ​​fog this time?" Wang Yi was also a little disappointed. The four talented and charming women were very disappointed just for a man who might have died for a year and a half.

"My two sisters and I were still unable to find the key points for several months, so we came back first through the positioning teleportation array given to me by the elders of the sect!"

Wang Yi couldn't help but smile, "It's okay, I believe he won't be able to do anything."

"Sister Yiwei, come, will the Beast Control Sect not take any action?" Yaoshishi couldn't help asking, after all, the battle between the two sects had just passed.

Wang Yi vaguely smiled, "It's okay, aren't all male cultivators in the world at my feet?" When he spoke, he had a queen-like smell that charmed all living beings.

The four girls temporarily put aside their sadness and lived on the island. For a while, the birds sing and the flowers bloomed, so gorgeous!

In the vast East China Sea, a "corpse" was spreading across the vast sea area. His eyes closed slightly, looking extremely ordinary, his face seemed a little unwilling, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy on his body.

The Sea of ​​Unjust Fog is no better than other ones. There are many monsters in the sea, but strangely, there are no sea fish or monsters to devour his corpse. Could it be that this man's corpse has been more than a year, and even monsters don't want this rotten corpse?

There are fogs everywhere in the vast sea. There are few monks here, but there are many mortals. Although it is a paradise for sirens, ordinary people have opened up countless mortal islands here with their wisdom and hands.

The unseen sea surface, the endless fog, and the black sea water, were lying quietly, drifting with the waves and passing by the wind.

"His sea of ​​consciousness is shattered, I'm exhausted!" Zhen Kongzi couldn't help but sigh. The soul of the war was a little funny next to him. The smudged light on the black long sword seemed to be heavier. "If it is not repaired well, it is not repaired well. You must believe in the perseverance of the monk!"

"Bah, the perseverance of the monk? This kid has woken up and repaired his dantian and turned himself into a normal person?" As a weapon spirit, the formation ring is really not aware of a species like humans.

The War Soul smiled faintly and didn't say anything. After a long time, Zhou Liang's body drifted again, and this was how the drifting journey began.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and the years are vicissitudes. In a blink of an eye, three years have passed. The three girls of Yaoshi and Mo Junyi lived on Sijun Island like this. After three years, suddenly, a light flashed on the island. An ordinary woman walked out of it. It was Jun Wei, the only god-transforming cultivator in the Formation Sect. The three girls couldn't help but come forward to pay homage.

"I received your jade slip. Do you really know how to sect?" Jun Wei said sadly. There are many infatuated women in the world, but in ancient times, he was a widow for three years. Now Zhou Liang is almost sure of his death. It is really worth spending his youth on Zhou Liang!

"Since the battle has ended, ancestor, let's stay here for a while. The sea breeze is blowing here and the climate is pleasant, and our cultivation is also growing!" Mo Junyi said softly. Her cultivation is progressing the fastest and has been rapidly increasing her spiritual power. Junwei sighed for a long time and stopped persuading each other. After staying here for a few days, she returned to the Formation Sect.

"Father, what is that?" A sea girl in ordinary clothes suddenly waved her white arms without sleeves and shouted at her father.

Her voice was a little clear, her face was smiling, her arms were spreading, and her face gave people a sense of beauty and depth, and she felt that she was the daughter of the sea.

A big man with a rough body, big waist, round waist, extremely developed limbs, and full of flesh on his body, looked at her. Sure enough, there was a man drifting in the wind and rolling in the sea, and he was also rolling in the sea.

"Pull it up and see if you are still angry!" The man waved his hand helplessly and shouted roughly. Such floating corpses can often be seen on the sea, but they will soon be swallowed by sea fish. This man is lucky enough.

A feeling of compassion, several fishermen outlined Zhou Liang, and the mortal woman jumped to Zhou Liang's side, bent down and listened gently in Zhou Liang's heart.

The sea breeze was swaying, the waves were turbulent, and the faint heartbeat was really hard to hear. The man frowned, "If you die, throw it to the sea. We are the people of the sea, and after death we will all return to the sea."

The girl listened gently and looked very focused. The big man looked at her daughter's expression and couldn't help but smile, and then kept silent. After a long time, the girl let out a heavy sigh, "Dad, he still has a heartbeat."

Really? The man was a little surprised. He was able to drift in the sea for unknown periods, without death, and had a faint heartbeat. He either had excellent water quality or the sea god favored him. Everyone carefully placed Zhou Liang in the cabin and continued fishing! The girl stayed to take care of him.

Three days later, a fishing boat stayed on an island. The island was quite large, but there was no monk on it. Most of the men were muscled and strong, while the women were rough and bold. When they saw everyone coming back, everyone on the island cheered!

Every time they come back safely, it is a gift from the sea god and a gift from God. Everyone quickly took off the sea fish that weighed hundreds of pounds. The women skillfully began to cut, cook soup, pickle, and divide it into every household.

Several men lifted Zhou Liang out. After learning that he had a heartbeat, they couldn't help but smile. Then everyone danced around Zhou Liang and knelt down to pray. This was praying to the sea god, praying that God would give the young man in front of him a life!

Looking from above the island, thousands of people were kneeling devoutly on the ground, speaking unknown languages, which made people feel a little mysterious and even more pious.

This man with a breath of life was finally placed in the home of the Han. In fact, he was also the manager of the island, the lord of the island, and the leader of the clan.

Three days later, this ordinary-looking man did not wake up, and his heartbeat became weaker and weaker. Several old tribes came to Zhou Liang and couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that this child had not been given too much by the sea god, and he was still going to leave.

The girl knelt in front of the bed, looking at the face of this ordinary man, his eyes closed slightly, and his eyes seemed to be peaceful. Such a contradictory expression perfectly merged on his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, making people feel a bit bad, with delicate and rough eyebrows, giving people a handsome feeling. The girl had never seen such a man before. The boys on the island started working since childhood, and most of them were strong in body, with large shoulders and round waists.

Deep down, she didn't want him to die. This was a life, a fresh life. She took a sip of fish soup, then gently spread the man's lips and fed it. It was not surprising that the clan elders saw it. In fact, the girl had already helped many people like this. The clan elders couldn't help but touch her forehead. What a kind child!

A month later, the man's heartbeat was still so weak, but it was very stable. The girl once again brought a bowl of fish soup, opened her red lips lightly, and then used to feeding it skillfully. She raised her head and had a little crystal clear on the corners of her mouth.

Half a year later, the man still did not wake up. Everyone treated it as a strange thing. The girl took care of her and often talked to him. Sometimes no one told her about the girl's thoughts, and Zhou Liang became her listener.

A year later, the man still didn't wake up. It took four years for four years from Zhou Liang's coma to now. If Zhou Liang was conscious, he would definitely scold Zhen Kongzi, who was so old and fooled for four years?

In fact, the array space in the sea of ​​consciousness is now extremely excited. It has been a long time since I moved like this. Even the Soul of War could not help but look at Zhou Liang with a strange light. This old man is so crazy. The black long sword in his hand seemed to be about to break the sky!

The sea was surging, the sea breeze was swaying, and in a crude wooden house, a girl in the flowery season was feeding the man's fish soup carefully. The corners of her mouth seemed to be telling something softly. The man quietly spoke without saying a word. The light shone softly on the faces of the two, and it seemed that sometimes the girl's cheerful laughter could be heard.

(The first update, this volume begins. At the beginning of each volume, the little wolf will feel uneasy because you don’t know if you can write a satisfactory volume!)
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