Everlasting Immortal Firmament

Above the ship.

Guhai grabbed the letter of assurance written by Lord He and looked again, revealing a slight smile: “Well, it's time to go fishing for dragons! ”

“With this bond? What's this for?” Longwanqing curiosity.

“Look again!” The ancient sea laughed.

Dragon Wanqing took the pledge previously written by He Cheng, revealed a little doubt, looked for a moment, the color moved, sniffed with his nose.

“Isn't this ink?” Dragon Wanqing was surprised.

“Squid juice! It's called squid juice!” The ancient sea laughed.

“Squid? I've heard people write down delinquency notes in squid juice, borrow money, but when they write down delinquency notes for a while, the letters disappear? So the squid is called a squid!” The Master of Senior Years moves in colour.

“Master, indeed!” The ancient sea smiled slightly.

“The handwriting disappeared? All you want is this official seal from Lord Ho? Do you want to rewrite?” Dragon Wan is clean and clear.

“Nice!” Ancient Sea nodded.

“But I hear it takes six months for a word written in squid ink to disappear!” The Master of the Senior Year wondered.

“Cuttlefish juice writes itself off because the proteolytic oxidation in it does take more than six months, but I don't need its oxidolytic decomposition, so I wrote a warranty to Lord Ho instead of using paper!” The ancient sea laughed.

Between the turns, the ancient sea took out a small bucket filled with clear liquid, which also contained some debris of lotus.

“This is lotus juice, which can be used to wash ink fish juice! Wash it thoroughly and pass it with fresh water, just dry it!” Guhai explained.

“Lotus juice, squid juice? Really?” Longwanqing curious.

After that, Long Wanqing himself got up.

Indeed, the lotus juice was washed and the cuttlefish juice was soon washed away.

“Did you really wash it? Guhai, what did you think?” Long Wanqing was surprised.

The ancient sea looked at the washed handkerchief and a trace of memory flashed through his eyes.

“When I was a kid, my clothes were covered in squid juice, and that's how my mother washed them for me!” The ancient sea finished and sighed slightly.

With a slight glimmer of curiosity, the Master of the Senior Years turned out.

Ancient Sea's mother?

The Master of Senior Years also surveyed the ancient sea on Nine and Five Island, but before he was thirty years old, there was no news at all, as if people who emerged out of the sky were strange apart. No one can find out who Guhai's parents are.

Long Wanqing did not pay attention to this detail, but carefully washed, dried and left the official seal of any city owner.

“Give me the handkerchief. I'll write. I've seen a lot of it in the past. It shouldn't be hard to imitate!” The ancient sea laughed.

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Silver Moon Island.

Shima Changkong kept an eye on the ancient sea. Although Longwan Qing quickly put away his sacred tenets, Shima Changkong saw them at a glance.

“Holy Spirit?” Sima's eyes squinted.

Turning his head, Sima looked at one of the players not far away, his lips still motionless, his voice in secret, into the ear of another player.

“Notify me, keep an eye on Shi Kang's movements, and send someone to find the direction of the ancient sea. Follow me quietly. If anything happens, keep me posted! ”

The player nodded respectfully and slowly stepped out of the square.

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Silver moon at sea.

Young Master An and Fang Minghou left Silver Moon Island again.

“Young Master An, among the gymnasts, there are our people staring at He Shikang. Although there was a sound insulation method when they spoke earlier, our people have lip speakers, but they can watch carefully. Besides talking about the death of the Dragon Dawn Moon, they are followed by the treatment of the ancient sea penetrating the royal palace!” Fang Minghou made a solemn statement.

“He Shikang, I'm not worried. I'm just worried about the ancient sea? Ha ha? Little things that didn't care at all, now...!” Young Master An's face is vaginal.

“Guhai said ‘such a great right’ twice, it should be a disdainful tone, perhaps…! ”

“No, perhaps, hum, once the ancient sea enters the royal palace, my rights are completely lost, he is mocking me, mocking me!” Young Master An looked ugly.

Fanming was silent for a while.

Young Master An's face was gloomy and uncertain. After a while, he caught a chill in his eyes: “Fang Mingmu, you killed Guhai for me! ”

“Kill the ancient sea? Young Master An, Mr. Mo has made a statement. Don't do this to Guhai!” Fang Minghou's face changed.

“No hands on the ancient sea? No, this sealed sea junction has only ten days, this is the only chance, you quietly killed him, Mr. Mo doesn't know, otherwise, once the ancient sea enters the royal palace, my status will be lost, I am the eldest grandson!” Young Master An's face is vaginal.

“But...! ”

“No, but the ancient sea died in the Silver Moon Sea, which is also the fault of the old master, it is none of our business, you are my people, if I lose my position, you will also be excluded! I'm Rong, you Rong! I ruined it, you ruined it! Grandpa asked you to protect me. Now, if you don't do it, once the ancient sea gains strength, I will suffer!” Young Master An stared at Fang Minghu and said.

Fang Ming frowned and pondered.

Young Master An stared at Fang Minghou dead.

After a while, Fang Minghou nodded his head: “It can be, those four people, the only thing I worry about is the senior master! ”

When he saw Fang Minghou helping himself, Young Master An smiled. “No problem, it's ten days. There will always be a time for leaving alone! Let's find the ancient sea, then find a way to lure the seniors away and solve the ancient sea!

Fang Minghou nodded.

“Okay, let's go find the ancient sea now!” Young Master An's eyes flashed a cold light.

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Silver Moon Island.

The people above the square, one after the other, the listening pianist, seemed to have found their way, and left one after the other. On top of the square, only the old owner and the disciples of Silver Moon Mountain soon remained.

“Master, shall we go back to the house?” Yunmer was worried.

The old dealer closed his eyes and shook his head slightly: “Leave me alone, Yunmer. I heard the Quartet player attract the elves with the sound of the piano. It's lovely. I'm sitting here! ”

“But is it windy here?” Yunmer was worried.

“It's all right, I'm going to die. What else to worry about? Shouwon is near, it doesn't matter where it is anymore. Go do your job. Don't bother me. I want to hear it again!” The old dealer shook his head.

Cloud silenced for a moment and nodded.

The owner of the old estate sat in front of him with his eyes closed, occasionally showing a slight smile and a red tide on his face, seemingly returning to light.

“Young Master Zhuang, old Master Zhuang's current state...!” A Silver Moon disciple looks ugly.

As everyone can see, the old dealer is about to run out of lights.

The disciples of Silver Moon Mountain all showed their sadness, and then looked at Young Master Yunmer together.

Everyone looks at Yunmer as if waiting for Yunmer's orders.

Yunmer bit his lip and his eyes flashed like a struggle.

After a while, Yunmer's eyes must have suddenly flashed, his face flashed, his eyes glanced at the ocean in all directions, his hands gradually gripping.

Nodded softly.

The disciples of Silver Moon Mountain all around were happy in their faces and paid tribute to Yunmei.

Yunmer's big sleeve waved, and the disciples of Silver Moon Hill nodded and quietly left, starting to set up a formation on Silver Moon Island.

The old dealer is obsessed with the beautiful music of the Quartet and doesn't know the little moves of Yunmer and others.

Yet Yunmer waited quietly beside the owner of the old estate, using gestures, and the conductor Yinyue Mountain disciples busy before and after.

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Silver Moon Sea, South Side. The land of the town of Qun Long. On the surface of the sea, the three iconic islands are covered in fog.

The ancient sea boats have been packed. A leaf canoe carrying four people towards one of the islands.

It's just that at this moment, the appearance of all four people has changed more or less.

The Master of the Senior Year wore a wig and all four were dressed in official clothes, and their faces were decorated by the ancient sea.

“Guhai, your makeup skills are amazing, just a few pens, and the whole person is completely different?” Dragon Wanqing was surprised.

“It's just a trick!” The ancient sea smiled.

“The eyelash clip you used to have, and the eyebrow pencil, give me a set! And the foundation!” Long Wanqing looked at herself in the mirror and didn't even dare to admit it.

“No problem! I'll have someone make you the best!” The ancient sea laughed.

“Your Majesty, they found us!” The upper official mark suddenly screamed.

“Shh!”

A sharp arrow came from afar.

“Duh!”

The arrows were nailed to the bow and the tail trembled.

“Don't come near anyone!” There was a sudden burst of wine on the island.

The ancient seafinder threw it away.

“Shh!”

A jade box burst into the island.

“Hmm?” Everyone stunned slightly in the distance.

“Bang!”

The small general of the island immediately caught the jade box, opened it and placed a silk curtain on the inside, with a big mark from Lord He.

“Oh, don't shoot! That's from the city lord!” The little general called from time to time.

The one-leaf canoe continues towards the island.

There was a formation around the island, but with this silk, there was no stopping it, and a pedestrian entered the island very easily.

Once on the island, a group of generals came up.

“Who are you? Some eyeballs?” For the first prince will frown.

“Blind your dog's eye, Lord Guru of the Imperial Palace, do I need to inform you? Go get your biggest officer!” The upper officer's mark suddenly glared and blew up.

“Huh?” The little general snapped.

“Yes!”

Though scolded, they dared not refute it. Lord Gu? Who's Guru? The general doesn't know, but, just know it's from the Imperial Palace, and he wants to see the general, what is he interfering with, what is he worried about when he has a warrant from the city owner? Let the general decide!

Escorted by a group of generals, the ancient sea swung to the island. On the way, the Senior Master looked around.

“How about that?” asked the ancient sea in a low voice.

“Around 2,000 troops, there shouldn't be any good characters!” The Senior Master nodded.

“Well, be careful later!” The ancient sea nodded.

“What else are you worried about when you have a 'master's warrant'?” Long Wanqing lowered his voice.