Otherworldly Merchant

It rained sparsely, day and night, and still had no intention of stopping.

I was standing on the coastal border, holding a black umbrella, waiting here for 36 hours.

There is still no movement on the dark, lacquered surface.

Last night, it was time for Han Lao Six to come back. Why isn't this here yet?

I had to get more anxious!

After the United Jiangbei Zhangjia wiped out the forces of Longquan Mountain villagers, I asked about the whereabouts of Han Lao Liu and Caiyun girls. The first time, they just told me that they were safe now. At present, Xiaobailong has been assembled to complete another mission, so I can safely follow the Zhang family to finish the work.

It wasn't until a few days ago that Hatsumomo suddenly sent me a message saying that on the evening of March 14th, the Six would land here.

I arrived early, but I waited till now, but I didn't hear anything.

Clouds gushed like black pots, thunderbolts continued, and the waves shook the shoreline, shouting and shouting.

There's no signal on the phone, no message from anybody.

I had a feeling it was going to be bad, but I didn't want to believe it.

I can only comfort myself: Six is sure to be safe, but I just encountered a special situation, I'm late; the sea wind waves are so big, it's normal to go around the channel or a few days late, or Six is drunk and in the wrong direction, I may have landed somewhere else already.

I consoled myself over and over again, but my hands squeezed tightly, facing the sea in front of me, facing the clouds above my head, praying over and over again: "Han Lao Liu, Cai Yun, Xiao Bai Long... please don't anything happen to me! ”

Wow!

Another wave of ink and black swept over the past, over a distant wave head, like something was floating.

I switched on the flashlight and shone it far away.

The boat!

It's a boat!

Pushed up and down by the waves, there was an implicit floating figure on the bow.

“Are they?” My heart beat suddenly.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt emerged from the clouds, illuminating the entire ocean, and a shaky, familiar figure stood on the bow.

He was not tall or overwhelmed, and a long scar crossed his cheek, crawling with pits and bloodshed in the corner of his mouth.

“Six!” I shouted.

I don't know if Han Lao Liu heard my cry, or saw my figure. His mouth curled and a smile appeared, then he leaned back.

Knock!

The thunder exploded after the lightning struck.

The whole cloud seemed to have been blown to pieces and swept around.

Wow!

A wave rises and the whole ocean is like an upside down!

“Six!” I screamed, threw down my umbrella flashlight and pounced over the waves! Swimming over there, climbing onto the boat and looking at it, the scene there was astonishing.

Throughout the boat, dozens of arms were scattered, some with Japanese samurai knives in their hands and others with swords in their hands.

The four exteriors of the cabin were covered with scars, dozens of holes large and small, all filled with dead vine leaves.

Han Lao Liu was lying on the bow and had been unconscious for a long time, and the knife of the samurai holding on to her hands had long been broken and twisted, like a hemp. I don't know how many people I cut, how many times I waved to get this shape.

But... where are Miss Caiyun and Little White Dragon?

Too late to think, I rushed up to the boat and looked him in the nose. Although it was very weak, it was not a big problem.

After Han Lao Liu was poisoned by the demon vine, instead, he was blessed by the evil, possessed the body of green wood, called the immortal body - no matter what the wound, as long as the demon vine in the body is indestructible, he will never die!

Last time he killed Ye XIII, he was pierced through his heart, bursting his brains, and could jump alive immediately after filling dozens of bottles of spirits; in the tomb of the god of heaven, his whole body flesh withered, like a stump of dead wood, can recover immediately after eating wine and swallowing a boy.

Naturally, this minor injury is nothing to him at the moment.

Of course, the backlash power of the demon vine is also extremely strong. Even if it is not harmed by external forces, Han Lao Liu will fight the life and death of the demon vine in his body anytime, anywhere. The kind of torn hearts and lungs that people can never bear!

But Han Lao Liu is a tough man with steel bones. He will never have a slightly painful expression on his face. As long as there is one breath left, he will never admit defeat, let alone fall in front of me.

But now he's really tired of living like this. It's hard to imagine what he's been through on the road.

I couldn't help thinking about it, bending over and grabbing two knives and scratching them forcefully forward by the boat.

The louder the rain, the bigger the wave, the wind rolled through.

The small boat that swayed in the wind, like a leaf, kept spinning, I bit my teeth off, diligently wheeled my knife, forward, forward and forward.

Pfft!

Another big wave!

The long overflowing boat was unbearable, and it snapped into pieces.

“Old...”

Before the word "six” waited for the exit, I was completely submerged by the wave. Han Lao Liu sank with dozens of broken arms straight to the bottom of the sea.

I quickly stabbed a fierce man and chased him for dozens of meters. Finally, I grabbed him by the shoulder, then stepped on his feet and rushed out of the water!

After struggling for decades in a heavy rain wave, I finally climbed ashore in a coma, Han Lao Liu.

Another thunderbolt.

Like the golden gorge of withdrawal, the clouds scattered and the wind stopped at a pause.

The whole sea has returned to calm, with a round of round-robin, snowy bright moons hanging in the air.

It's like this storm is just for Han Lao Liu!

Until then, I discovered that Han Lao's body was covered with an eye-catching wound.

There are knives, there are burns, there are seven or eight bullet holes!

This is Han Lao Liu. If you were anyone, you wouldn't know how many times you've died.

“Six, are you... are you okay?” My tears have been swept away by the sea.

“Yes, wine! I'll get the wine!” I remembered violently, falling and crashing and climbing and rushing forward.

Knowing that Han Lao Liu was coming back, I specifically booked a case of old Maotai.

He was supposed to pick him up when he got ashore.

I also fantasized about the scene. I saw the boat landing on the shore. I laughed and threw a bottle of wine. Han Lao Liu reached out to catch it and immediately poured it to the bottom. Haha laughed and praised the wine.

But it didn't occur to me that this is such a sight. What exactly did Han Lao Liu go through in their business?

And where are Miss Caiyun and Little White Dragon?

Even the strongest Han Lao Liu got hurt like this, then they both...