"This is...who gives you confidence?"

It was still a faint voice, but it was slowly echoing in the sudden quiet cabin, but there was a great irony.

The so-called slap in the face should be thorough, and the show should be high-profile! In order to get back the scene, Tang En also gave up his face this time, and he might as well hit the other party until his body was incomplete.

In fact, he did...

From the moment the artificial fountain was staged in the air, Owens knew that he was embarrassed this time.

If the last time he was foolish and was attacked by Miche, there was no excuse this time. The other party really completely exploded himself, and it was in the field he was best at... It was precisely because of this that Owens completely forgot to stabilize his body and plunge directly into the ruins like a kite with a broken string.

Turning around, Tang En looked at David with an excited expression, Luke nodded, then his expression darkened, and walked to Mixiu who had his head hanging down.

After a moment of silence, "Why?" Tang En only knew from the information he had obtained before, but the details were unclear.

Mishe opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head and murmured in a low voice: "No reason... Boss, kill me, I really can't survive..."

With a conversation, the atmosphere regains again.

David, not far away, shouted anxiously when he saw this: "Boss, don't listen to this bastard's nonsense... He just had a psychological problem. If he could cure it, he would definitely be able to do so."

When they came, David and the others were hesitant about whether to kill Mithur. After fighting side by side just now, they are even more negative. So when they saw Mithur's desire to die, they couldn't help but feel anxious and quickly explained their mercy.

Luke's thoughts were undoubtedly much clearer than David, and he hurriedly said, "Boss. Just now Mithur saved us, which shows that he did not betray us completely, at least he did not betray us. And when Dawn City was broken, he sent Angus safely."

"Yes, yes, yes..." David nodded repeatedly. "That's right."

People are selfish. David and others came from the Gray Clothes Army, so they naturally had a great relationship with the Gray Clothes Army. But they would not think so, and they would not be able to do so.

Sure enough, the old housekeeper's analysis was correct. Mixiu had completely gone a fork in the way... Tang En sighed in his heart when he heard this, frowned and looked at Mixiu. However, the latter just kept shaking his head slightly and said nothing.

Seeing this, Tang En thought about it and turned to David: "Who else will come this time? Is Bosco dead?"

"Uh, no!" Luke was stunned at first. Then he beat the palm of his hand and his expression changed drastically, "Boss, Joshia is now on the top of the cabin. I don't know if Bosco is dead. But I saw Xia Wei'an before..."

"Who? Xia, Xia Wei'an?" Subconsciously touched his nose, and Tang En's style as a master just now disappeared instantly. His eyes were a little flustered. Fortunately, Luke didn't notice it, and he kept shook his head and sighed: "Yes. Alas, we are reckless this time. The other party has Xia Wei'an and the guy who was in the formation just now. How bad is it..."

He quickly calmed down, Tang En pondered for a moment, looked at Owens who was still patting his chest, almost spitting out bitter water, and said decisively: "David, you go first, I'll take Joshia out."

"You can't leave..." At this time, Mithur suddenly shook his head and said, "Bosco has hidden his backhand. Now another ship carrying the Knight of Light should have arrived."

"What?" David was shocked when he heard this.

Tang En raised his eyebrows slightly, without any panic expression, and looked at Mixiu calmly: "So what?"

Luke's heart moved and understood first. Yes, since Mishe knew about this, would he still watch them jump into this trap? Obviously, of course not, otherwise he would not have rescued them just now.

From another perspective, if Mishu made preparations for the backup, it would undoubtedly be a great opportunity to atone for his sins! Although it is not as serious as the consequences of the destruction of Dawn City, it should be enough to get the boss's forgiveness...

Realizing this, Luke's expression suddenly became eager, staring at Mithur without blinking.

"Haha, the boss is the boss... I don't know why Xia Wei'an and the others came. This should not be arranged by Bosco, and he doesn't have that energy either. But my people have controlled the ship, so after all the Knights of Light board the giant ship, you can take the opportunity to go over and leave on the boat."

Secretly drifting Chen Cang? Tang En nodded, then looked at Mi Xiu and asked calmly: "Since you have chosen to betray, why do you still have to do these things?"

His eyes drooped slightly, avoiding his gaze, "I don't know... My original plan was just to hope that the boss would come and die under your knife, and not involve others." He paused, "Betrayal is just my own idea. The members of my gray space under him are innocent, and they shouldn't bear these charges."

This idiot... Hearing this, Luke suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly: "Boss, it's not like this. Mithur just got a hot mind. He did this to save it..."

After waving his hand, Tang En squatted down and looked at Mixiu quietly, feeling in his heart that he couldn't help but feel complicated. This was originally his favorite disciple, but now he is close to becoming a ruthless killing machine...

After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Do you want to die? Death in my hands?"

"kindness."

Dazzled and shook his head, Tang En's mouth hanged a sarcasm: "Sorry, you are not worthy! Mixiu, you are not worthy of dying in my hands, nor are you worthy of dying in front of me. I'm very busy now, so you'd better get away and die..."

They also said something softly, but David and Luke didn't hear it not far away. They only saw Don En suddenly reaching out and grab Mith's collar, getting up and shook his hands, shouting, "Get out!"

The body flew out quickly like a sharp arrow, bang, directly hitting through the wooden wall of the cabin, and the sound of falling into the water was in an uproar.

"No!" "Boss..."

Seeing this, David and Luke's expressions suddenly changed, and they stretched out their arms in vain and exclaimed in a daze.

They knew very well that Mi Xiu was seriously injured and could not go anywhere. And even if he was healthy, he would never be able to survive in this vast river.

"Stop!" He shouted sharply, stopping David and the others from walking towards the ripped bulkhead. Tang En's face turned gloomy. He said coldly, "From this moment, there is no Mixiu in the gray space!"

After the words came, he turned around and looked at the dazed scouts at the stairs inside, waved to David and the others: "Please carry them out! Also, gather everyone to gather on the deck."

“Uh…yes!”

Tang En's previous crazy attack was still in front of him. In the face of his eyes, the Bran soldiers looked at each other and finally did not dare to step forward to stop the scouts. They could only watch them lift the two wounded men out of the cabin.

...

At this time, the giant ship had already tilted to the right side, and the river water continued to sink into both sides of the ship's side. It slowly sank. It seemed like a monster under the ship was trying to swallow this large piece of food. As for the large cargo ship Josia and the others were riding on when they came, because they were dragged by the giant ship, they could only see the mast standing alone and the canvas floated with the waves...

Top floor of the cabin.

There are only Joshia, more than ten scouts left in the entire observation deck, and the middle-aged senior warriors who were blocking the white roof. As for Bosco and the tribesmen who had previously avoided, they all went above the roof and disappeared.

Bang bang bang bang...the figures flashed and roared repeatedly.

The remaining ten scouts continued to surge, but their strength was too far from that of the middle-aged man. Although the other party was covered in blood and shaking, it was impossible for them to make a way out without defending the enemy without attacking.

At this moment, he suddenly shouted, "Get out of here!"

The scouts avoided him and gave up Joshia's figure with her robe rolling. Her face was as frosty as ice, and she made a few mysterious gestures with bare hands. She took a step forward and pushed forward with difficulty, "Ice Storm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of sharp ice prisms suddenly appeared out of thin air, spinning around the plain hand, almost becoming a phantom. Then he followed Joshia's gesture and shot out in an instant, rushing towards the middle-aged man frantically.

This middle-aged man has the cultivation of a high-level warrior, and the scouts can't do anything to him. But Joshia is different. Her strength is not inferior to that of the other party. Now she seizes the opportunity to sing advanced magic, which is naturally even more powerful.

"Roar!" Because of the obstruction of vision, the middle-aged man could not interrupt the magic in time. He could only roar with a tiger, mobilize the strongest fighting light in his body, and strode the bullet and carry it with his fist.

Bang, bang, bang... Under the domineering fighting light, the ice prisms that attacked continued to burst into pieces and turned into crystal glass all over the sky.

However, the good times did not last long. Although the explosive power of Dou Qi was strong, the subsequent power was getting weaker and weaker. However, the ice prisms in Xia Wei'an's hand continued to appear out of thin air and spun out, not giving the middle-aged man a chance to breathe.

Finally, bang... After a wave of ice prism exploded instantly, blood suddenly burst out from all over the middle-aged man's burly body, screamed and flew backwards.

Seeing this, Joshia stepped out without hesitation, took away the magic, and ran towards the passage quickly. But just as he poked his head out from above the ceiling, the night wind blew his long hair, and saw Bosco, a hundred meters away, holding up a large crossbow, aiming at the ship nearing the left, pulling the trigger, and whizzing...

As the sound of roaring through the air, the ropes piled up beside Bosco's feet decreased rapidly. Then, the dull and inaudible hit sound drifted with the wind. The long rope was tightened, forming a downward rope bridge between the two ships.

After doing all this, Bosco threw away the large crossbow, turned to look at Joshia, and laughed happily: "Haha, you're still one step slower!" He reached out to put on the string, his old face full of sanity with a successful calculation, "Remember this, Tang En's flying skills! Haha, it's really ironic to say that one day, I would actually get out of it with his ability."

Joshia's eyes were stunned, looking at the tight rope, and then at the Knight of Light who had already boarded the ship below, his resolute expression finally changed... It was over, everything was over! But I didn't expect that what made me fail in the end would be his thing, which was indeed ironic...

More than ten scouts were stunned when they saw this. A feeling of despair gradually emerged in Mumu's eyes. Did he still fail? He still failed to get here...

Their despair fell into Bosco's eyes and was the smile on his lips. He had reason to believe that as long as these people were killed, the family could stabilize and reproduce from generation to generation...

And just then,

After shook his long hair, Joshia bit his lips and stepped onto the roof. Her face disappeared without a firm look, but she still had unyielding stubbornness. While rushing towards Bosco, she waved her bare hands and swished... In the strong wind, three ice arrows passed by the rope. None of them hit.

After all, the real world is not an online game. It is true that there is magic here, but it does not have the function of the mouse to accurately lock the target. The single-body magic is generally mainly based on the feel, which is of course no problem when facing human-shaped objects. However, it is undoubtedly impossible to hit a thin rope a hundred meters away.

As a magician, Joshia was naturally very clear about this. But even so, she still rushed against the wind, staring at the trace of the extremely blurred rope under the night sky, and constantly emitting ice arrows.

If you missed, come again! If you missed, come again...

This action made the Bosco in front of him and the more than ten scouts behind him look at the figure crooked in the wind. They ran again and again, trying...

Then, Bosco's eyes appeared in his joking smile and shook his head and disdain. When more than ten scouts saw this scene, their noses were sore and they lowered their heads. They couldn't bear to watch them again.

Papa, Bosco slapped his palm twice, pulled out a rhino tendon from his sleeve and put it on a thin rope, and turned to look at Joshia dozens of meters away: "I have to say, you shocked me again. But unfortunately, I am the winner! Haha..."

I laughed to the sky, and I kicked my feet and rushed out of the ceiling with the force. But at this moment,

"Are you sure?"

Wow… The force on his hand suddenly lightened, and he staggered a few steps, and Bosco almost fell into the river because of his body leaning forward. Then, swish, a strong wind suddenly passed by his face. Although it did not hit, the scorching touch still scared him and he couldn't help but take a step back.

He turned his head in shock, and in his sight, the tight string quickly rolled back with the anti-shock force. After echoing in the air for a few rounds, he was unable to fall on the ceiling, like a dead snake.

The rope is broken?

Bosco was stunned. More than a hundred tribesmen were stunned. More than ten scouts were stunned. Joshia looked at the thin rope in front of her, blinked, and then blinked...

The wind was cold and the ceiling was silent. Everyone freezes the movements of the previous second, like a sculpture exhibition, motionless.

Suddenly, a hysterical scream, "How is it possible? How is it possible! How is it possible..." Four complex words kept repeating in Bosco's mouth, gradually weakening, and finally turned into a low murmur, almost inaudible.

Wow... the sky is full of ice and fire! Joshia in the middle, cheers filled with joy and excitement, and wailings filled with fear and despair. Almost at the same time, with an uproar and noisy.

"Chief, you succeeded! Success!"

"I... succeeded?" Joshia's face was full of disbelief when she looked at her hands blankly. Then she shook her head. At the moment when the rope was broken, she did not emit any magic at all. And just now, an arrow seemed to pass by...

Bosco did not see the arrow branch, but he just heard a familiar and somewhat annoying voice, "Are you sure?" Suddenly, his head turned, his eyes kept patrolling the deck below, and finally locked on the right side of the ship's side, where a figure holding a long bow was looking here from afar.

An ordinary face, narrow eyes. Facing Bosco's dazed gaze, he suddenly grinned and said, "Haha, didn't I say you, pretending to be b, you were struck by lightning! You just copy the village, can't you be sneaky? Do you have to be so arrogant in front of my original page?"

"Tang-Yeah!"

With a tone of extreme deformity, Bosco stepped back three times like a ghost in the sun, his expression changed instantly and was extremely exciting.

Due to the angle, Joshia did not see Tang En, but after hearing Bosco screaming, his delicate body shook violently. He rushed to the edge of the roof immediately and instantly captured the familiar figure.

As if he felt this burning gaze, Tang En turned his head slightly, was stunned, then grinned again and waved his hand: "Ha, long time no see, Joshia."
To be continued...