Long Live Summons!

White River City.

Outside the north pier of the city lies an area of water where there are piles of unusable boats, ranging from large cruise ships to fishing boats to rotten rafts.

Thousands of abandoned boats form a ruined wreck area, because years accumulate and fewer people are involved here, but they become a paradise for all kinds of fish. Occasionally, there are also old people from White River City who come here to fish and often return home. Young people don't like sinking areas, and rusting and rotting sinking boats always give off an unpleasant odor.

Old people may not care about this, but young people can't stand this dull, rotten place.

Today, the wrecking zone is surprisingly full of young women.

A white jacket in the snow.

A black coat like ink.

Their appearance broke through the twilight surface of the water, bringing a rare bit of fresh air to the decaying wasteboat area!

“Oops, I can't really tell. You chose a good cemetery. Direct burial at sea, simple and hassle-free, so good!” Women in black are naturally recognized as the harshest and most poisonous water spiders in White River City. And the one who attacked White was the target she was going to hunt, Willow Leaf. For Willow Leaf, a harmless human woman, the water spider had no reason to kill her, and in any way, killing this willow leaf was not an act of selfishness. But water spiders don't need a reason to kill willow leaves. Do they?

She doesn't need any reason to kill.

If so, that's the only reason water spiders can't see anyone looking better than her.

“For the last time, I am certain that if I do not fight, I will not live and die, and whoever wins or loses is doomed to fall here.” On Willow Leaf's little face, she remained calm. She looked calmly at the mighty water spider, her eyes brave and fearless when facing the enemy. When she changed her mind: "However, you must not fight, then I will not give in. If you want to fight, I will fight! ”

“You speak loudly, but you're weak as a little bug. How can you fight me? What a joke!” The water spider grinned.

She's in shape, rising up.

After reaching hundreds of meters of altitude, a vibrant atmosphere erupted.

Fall back like meteorites, striking all the objects around your body for more than a dozen meters, all together into powder.

Willow leaves dangerously avoided, the water spider's body falling shock waves, almost exploding the entire abandoned ship area, the dramatic waves burst, the splashes of water, like a storm crossing, swept the entire waters, the huge wreck exposed the decaying hull from the bottom of the water, countless pieces of debris, torched half the sky in chaos, with those twisted laser water flowers to form an extremely bizarre water tornado.

The power of the water tornado is enormous, so the risk of escaping the shockwave of willow leaves can't help but withdraw.

The water spider landed on the surface of the water and suddenly reversed, reversing to the sky.

She's fast.

Faster than lightning.

On the contrary, two distinct forces of terror, in space above the surface of the water, create two connected but distinct shock waves.

Though it did not fragment space, it succeeded in bringing together the water tornadoes and the space inside them, whether they were wrecks, flowers or air, to form a huge space envelope, shaped like a bubble in water. This bubble, cut together by a tornado, is completely in the hands of the water spider's will. This is her original quirky trick, "Reverse Bubbles."

In this bubble, once the enemy is captured, it will be difficult to break free even from the heavenly scale of great power.

It is likely that the battle with the water spider will end and her life will fall into her hands.

Defeat without battle.

As soon as the willow leaves enter the backflushing bubble, this is a serious problem.

Not only can you not show yourself, but also breathe in your mouth, you are gradually under the control of the other party, so that this battle can not be defeated?.

Little time to think, the second wave of water spider kills.

Again.

The backflush bubbles are enough to defeat the weak willow leaves, but the water spider feels that it is not enough to do so. You're a fierce, poisonous water spider. How can you let your enemies die so easily?

Waiting for the shape of the water spider to pass beautifully through the bubbles, Willow Leaf found that there were a dozen more perfectly transparent spider silks on her body sometime.

These spider silks are windward and long.

Interweaved with an extremely resilient trap net.

Pull the entire Willow Leaf net directly into it and pull it onto the wreckage of the steel wreck exposed to the surface of the water.

If you fall into the 'backflush bubble' of the first magic trick of the water spider, you may also escape your birthday; then, if you fall into the second magic trick of the water spider, 'bind the dragon trap net’, then you are absolutely dead... bind the dragon trap net, which, by definition, is a super strong trap net that even giant dragons cannot escape. Willow leaves don't know if a water spider's net could bind a dragon, but she can sense the horror of this net!

Danger!

“Ha-ha-ha!” In the eyes of a water spider, now Willow Leaf is a dead man, just a few more breaths so she can kill and vent!

At this time, on the other side of White River City, the old iron anchor stood at the door of the Iron Thorn Hut and the surface was silent, but deep in his eyes, he still revealed a hint of regret. This is where his apprentice, Fuping, originally lived. This apprentice has been smart since childhood. It's easy to learn anything, and by chance, teaching her is far more savvy than teaching others. Every time, Fuping has already learned to help, others have just begun. Either there is little support behind Fuping, with her gift and wisdom, or as a woman, it is not impossible to become the owner of White River City.

Unfortunately, such a good woman has embarked on a path of betrayal.

The descendants of White River City have never experienced such a total disobedience. Neither the Ancestors in the Tower of Heaven nor today's heavenly realm, the Cursed Clan can be accepted by outsiders or live with outsiders.

So, no more fools will run away from traitors.

Only this brilliant puppet did something stupid that even a fool wouldn't do...

“Goodbye, my daughter.” After saying this sentence in the old iron anchor, the pain in the eyes completely disappeared. Instead, it was patience and determination, his big hand waved, ordering: "Someone, raze the traitor's floating house to the ground, confiscate her belongings to the public, and all her personal belongings are labelled traitors, sent to the various guilds and schools in the city, to be spit on, and also as a negative teaching material to alert our people, propaganda in the city, we are nailing this traitor, forever on the shame pillar of history. Also, write her name into the Blood Tower of the Curse in our city, so that she can be the object of our curse forever, and the soul will never rest and never be reborn. I want people to see what happens to traitors! ”

“Yes." Several guards standing behind the old iron anchor, respectfully.

The guards started cleaning up.

The old iron anchor flashed a slight sigh of sigh, but disappeared.

The clothes he was wearing, although dressed as a first mate on a boat, gave off a momentum that seemed like a high-powered marshal. Knowing his White River City martial artists, bowed down to him. As for the businessmen and mercenaries who had lived in the city for many years, they looked at him with a little dismay… they could no longer recognize that this mighty man, like a lion, was an old iron anchor of bitter strength who was drunk every day at the East Gate pier.

Who dares take him lightly now?

Street Jean, there seems to be a breeze blowing through.

The old iron anchor, who had made a big stride forward, immediately stood on his feet, looking thoughtfully towards the north of the city, his eyebrows half wrinkled.

It turns out that a team of guards behind him followed him and hurried forward, as they understood it, His Excellency the Marshal stopped and must have had an order. The old iron anchor slowly raised his hand and waved to the next: “All of you rush to the abandoned ship area at the north pier of the city. If you see the water spider, let her return to the main camp immediately, without delay for a second. If she dares to disobey the order, capture it on the spot and cut it off if you resist! ”

With such a harsh tone, the captain on duty led the team into a cold war.

The Marshal has always been dignified, but never today. Is it true that the Spider, like Floppy, has a heart of defection?

The guards were ordered to immediately show their fastest appearance and set safely off towards the abandoned ship area north of the city, the fastest of which was the captain on duty who led the team. Though merely a squad leader, he is also quite powerful, belonging to the silent but always frightening powerful faction.

The old iron anchor issued the order, settled his face and continued.

All of a sudden, he was like an old lion who found his enemy, rushing forwards violently and insanely, instantly, across two blocks, jumping in front of a railcar platform.

This is the platform where Fuping got in the car and made his first contact with that little white face.

If it hadn't been for that little white face, Floppin wouldn't have gone down the traitor's path of no return. If you can regret it, choose again, he will never let Floppy touch that little white face, and who can imagine, in just a few days, that little white face will bring Floppy to ruin. If it weren't for that little white face, Fuping would never have been a traitor... Old Iron Anchor rushed to the platform, he was angry not only to lose a daughter, but also to discover a man who could never have appeared again, the little white face who had been killed in the Smokeball Sea.

How could that little white face still be alive?

The old iron anchor looked up at the light lane car leaving the platform, and in an open window, he found the little white face, smiling and waving at himself.

At this moment, the old iron anchor has the anger to destroy the entire track car.

At the same time, I felt a chill.

Impossible enemies, now not only returned to White River City alive, but God knows nothing, what does that mean? If the boy hadn't just breathed out and deliberately exposed himself to discovery, he would have been covered in drums.

Such an enemy is terrible!

Is that little white face really as simple as a normal human white face?

The old iron anchor soberly sensed in anger that there seemed to be a large net that was not known how long it had been arranged and was constantly gathering together, while securely covering White River City... Dangerous, this time, it was definitely not just a floating pin, I'm afraid the whole White River City would have an unprecedented catastrophe.

White Face and his friends and the mysterious sisters!

Before all the confusion and all the factors, now I understand a little, these people are not coming for electric flower ore at all, but for White River City, Tongtianta Wujian's pursuit of the Cursed Clan is finally coming?

The old iron anchor couldn't keep up with the target he was leaving by car, and couldn't get to the Iron Guild immediately to spread the nightmarish bad news.

He, didn't do that.

Only at the greatest speed of his life, he drove back to his cabin, opened his organs into the secret passage, and then quickly drove back to his main camp… The old Iron Anchor valued more than the lives of hundreds of thousands of people, the main camp beneath the water and the elites who were resurrecting their ancestors. As long as the elite can survive, then there is hope for the Cursed Clan. On the contrary, even if they flee with hundreds of thousands of people, the next time, the warriors of the Tower of Heaven will hunt them down! In any case, the elite in the camp and the distant ancestors who are resurrecting with blood must not lose them!

When the old iron anchor reached the Great Steel Fortress at the fastest speed, crossing the exit to reach the Iron Gate in the Hall of Resurrection.

He found it appalling.

The little white face, who had just left by car and had been despised by himself, stood there with a smile on her face and waited quietly for herself. Even this little white face waved like a good friend who had been gone for years.

The old iron anchor shocked him and found himself steadfast as a mountain heart.

It also trembles irrepressibly.

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Making up for yesterday, yesterday was too busy, tired after busy, went back to sleep, climbed up in the morning to rush the manuscript.

Today, Xiafei hopes everything will be all right!

* * * * * * * * * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)