Pirate's Infinite Wings

As soon as the sun sets, darkness will break through the sky.

And the dark forest is extremely quiet, of course this is relatively speaking.

Night is the time for insect activities. It is not clear what kind of insect sounds, but there are at least three or more. If you listen carefully, you may still hear the unique sound of waves crashing on the beach not far away.

However, the most obtrusive thing is the crackling sound of a wooden bonfire.

Fang Lang sat alone by the piled up and burning campfire.

The swaying fire light hit his face, distinguishing the handsome man who had gone for a hundred days, and adding a familiar rhyme and unspeakable temperament.

Said that Fang Lang was thinking, but he still remembered turning over the roast rabbit in his hand every few times, but his quiet eyes were also showing what the owner of these eyes was doing.

This is what Ming saw when he came back.

Calm, wise and gentle.

Fang Lang's evaluation observed by Ming is not just that.

Ming grew up in the chaos of war since she was a child. Although her grandmother will take care of her not to be distorted, the children themselves can learn from the environment they come into contact with and learn to reflect.

It's already long since Ming himself doesn't seem so innocent.

Ming walked to Fang Lang's side, and then sat down.

"Grandma has a rest?"

Fang Lang blinked, regaining his senses from the wandering, and said while roasting the rabbit on his hand.

"Well, grandma still dragged me to nag for a while."

Ming stretched.

"Here, this skewer is ready, take it and eat it."

Fang Lang handed the roasted rabbit to Ming.

I have to say that Fang Lang's roast is really good, not burnt nor greasy, and roasted to be golden and golden. A closer look shows that although the outer crispy skin is covered with oil, the unstoppable smell of meat is really letting People have a great appetite.

Ming took it unceremoniously, and looked at it with the roasted rabbit, thinking about how to take it.

Fang Lang looked at Ming's gluttonous appearance and couldn't help but smile.

Ming just glared at him lazily, and didn't care about him, while blowing the roast rabbit on his hand, he tried to eat it.

Fang Lang felt that this state of getting along was not bad, but he didn't care about Ming's little girl attitude.

While eating the tea, Fang Lang said his thoughts.

"Ming, have you considered what Shui Wuyue promised you?"

Shui Wuyue...

Something promised to her?

Ming was eating rabbit meat for a moment. Something flashed in his heart. He raised his head in surprise and looked at Fang Lang. He didn't even notice the greasy corners of his mouth and face.

"You mean..."

Fang Lang looked at her and nodded, affirming the unfinished content of her sentence, and added: "The next patriarch's position."

The bonfire was still crackling.

But the two of them did not speak at all.

"Hey, I thought what you were talking about," Ming lowered his head and gnawed at the roast rabbit, "You shouldn't be naive to think that they would really give me that position."

What's a joke? The power chair of the patriarch can do nothing more than to plan and benefit from doing so.

It's just a lie that he promised casually, whoever believes in is a real fool.

Therefore, when Fang Lang asked, Ming himself still thought for a while what it was.

The result was really disappointing for her, but she didn't care when he baked such a delicious rabbit for her.

"No, you didn't understand what I meant."

Fang Lang knew what she thought when she saw Ming's reaction, but Fang Lang wanted more crucial ideas.

"I mean, if you want to sit in this chair, then you can sit on it naturally."

If you put this on others, it would be extremely arrogant.

But don't know how, Ming looked at Fang Lang's appearance, only to feel that he really could do it.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Was it not what she thought?

Ming was choked.

Fang Lang had no choice but to raise his hand and pat her back, so that she could ease down quickly.

Ming wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, stared at Fang Lang, and looked back and forth. The degree of seriousness is almost comparable to perspective light.

"……what are you doing?"

The first Fang Lang who couldn't stand it first, wanted to quickly stop the other side from looking at him.

"Really, Fang Lang, who are you!"

Ming couldn't stand it, so he shouted out loudly.

"Quickly say that you are the prince or important minister of a certain country, or some nouveau riche in a certain money slam, or some other super big guy, otherwise you dare to say such a thing in your tone!"

"Puff!"

It's really rare to see people like Ming go crazy, Fang Lang couldn't help laughing.

"Also laugh! I'm serious!"

"Hi, hello~"

Fang Lang finally stopped laughing, and said slowly: "You can't guess one of them. I'm a free man, seriously, but now I have an identity to be a teacher for a kid."

This is true.

But after listening to Ming, the whole face was filled with four characters: "I don't believe it."

Fang Lang couldn't help laughing at Ming's appearance.

It's hard to say, so Ming reluctantly believes that he really is like this.

"Why did you say that?"

After another fight, Ming asked.

"Because, no matter what choice you want to make, I have a way to help you, but I think this method is the best, now or in the future."

Fang Lang's eyes sank.

Thinking of the thought in his mind, he explained to Ming who still didn't understand.

"In other words, the fact that you became the head of the Shui Wuyue patriarch is in itself a lot of benefits, not only for you, but also for me."

Ming blinked.

"I didn't have any idea about the patriarch, after all, I didn't envy this position at all,"

Ming said this, but the conversation turned: "However, even Fang Lang, you think so, aren't you just a patriarch? I want to see what kind of golden chair it is. It's so addictive, huh?"

Obviously it was an imposing oath, but Ming gave it a playful taste.

Fang Lang burst into laughter.

"After all, even Fang Lang said so, what else would I dare not go?" ..