Small farmers dominate the deserted island

Chen Yu glanced at the immortal cultivators in the crowd. Those who came to receive the task seemed unwilling to flash in their eyes, a bit like being persecuted.

Chen Yu instantly felt a lot of balance in his heart. With so many hapless accomplices with him, he must not be lonely on the journey.

At least thirty or forty immortal cultivators received the task of finding limestone mines, and a large group of islanders in the fifth realm of flesh were also forced to accept the task.

They looked at each other and walked slowly towards Hong Kong Island.

On Hong Kong Island, more than a dozen warships were moored long ago, and two people stood facing the wind on the bow.

Moreover, both Chen Yu knew each other. The one in front was the solemnity that forced him to find his grandson.

The one at the back was Ye Fei with a look of ambition, and Chen Yu didn't know what he was proud of.

Solemnly at the escalator entrance of the battleship, cordially received the immortal cultivators and body refiners who boarded the ship, patted them on the shoulders from time to time, and then attached them to their ears for some encouragement.

However, all the immortal cultivators and body refiners he had encouraged, their complexions changed drastically, and their faces instantly turned gray.

Chen Yu didn't need to guess, he also knew that this guy had taken prohibitions like the bones of God's palm for the group of people.

It seems that this guy values ​​his grandson Zhuang Qiang very much!

Chen Yu secretly rejoiced that he didn't tell the news that Zhuang Qiang was dead. Otherwise, he would clean up the spot.

The group all boarded the warship, but Zhuang Zhong got off the warship and stood on the edge of the harbor waving to everyone.

"Dear warriors of the Sea King, we must complete the task!" solemnly shouted.

However, very few people responded above.

At this time, Ye Fei began to dispatch tasks.

"You, you, operate the mast, you, you, burn the boiler, you, you, clean the deck."

As for Chen Yu, he was taken care of by Ye Fei.

"Chen Yu, you and a few of your guys are responsible for pouring the feces of the horse out of the boat."

Chen Yu did not speak, but did so.

Because the warship is only a few nautical miles away from the harbor, the solemn person is still standing on the harbor and waving at them. Among these people, at least half of them are not under night expenses, but they must listen to his command.

Everyone feels a little unhappy.

And Ye Fei was proud. He was sitting on the top seat at the end of the deck. Several subordinates sent him fruit snacks and the like, monitoring Chen Yu, a group of "laborers who were much stronger than him." "

It has to be said that the Sea Kings can be called the overlords of the sea, and their warships are indeed ahead of all other tribes in this world.

In just half an hour, the warship dragged a long tail line, leaving the port far behind.

"Hey! Don't stop, quickly clean up the sanitation on the deck, including the blood stains in the corners. Use your nails to buckle me down. I will check it after an hour. Whoever has not cleaned it up is not allowed to eat."

Ye Fei yelled to a large group of immortal cultivators and body refiners.

Chen Yu endured it, but didn't say about him anyway, because the four of them were responsible for pouring horse dung, and the warship was equipped with a lot of war horses, which made it easy to find the island and start a charge when encountering a small tribe.

Because Xiaohuan was a woman, she didn't participate in the process of pouring feces, but was arranged in the kitchen on the battleship to cook for everyone.

She used to serve Princess Fengyang, where she had cooked, and she was choking and coughing.

Moreover, there are several fat cooks who glance at her with greedy eyes from time to time, and it is clear what they are thinking.

Chen Yu, Lu Chuxue, and Bi Zhizheng, the three of them carried a large bucket and walked toward the deck, and fell the horse dung from the stern, causing a wave of waves.

However, Chen Yu was just a strike, mainly Lu Chuxue and Bi Zhi.

At this time, the warship was hundreds of nautical miles away from the Neptune Islands. The unruly cultivators and body refiners finally realized that there was no threat, and they all began to sit on the deck and brag.

At this time, our big leader Ye Fei was furious. He pointed to the nose of a cultivator and cursed: "Hurry up and clean up for me, otherwise, I must report to Elder Zhuang if I go back."

The immortal cultivator glanced at him slantingly, and continued to brag with the people next to him, ignoring him at all.

Ye Fei was really furious this time. He grabbed the immortal cultivator by the collar and lifted him up.

"I'm telling you, no matter what you did before? This is the barracks. The dragon is lying for me, and the tiger is lying on my stomach. From now on, go and work for me."

The immortal cultivator did not repair the night fee when he was in front. That was because the night fee had the official status of Sea King Island, but now that the warship has sailed out of more than a hundred seas, his temper has also risen.

"I count three times, you let me go."

One

two

The immortal cultivator had just counted to two, and Ye Fei had already punched him, only the nosebleed from the immortal cultivator's beating.

"Grass, you will die." The immortal cultivator immediately released his spiritual power and fought with Ye Fei.

The strength of the two is half a catastrophe, and no one can do nothing.

Ye Fei gave his confidants a wink desperately and asked them to come and help. However, his confidants had long been stopped by other immortal cultivators and couldn't come over.

boom…

Even though Ye Fei is an intermediate body refiner, his endurance is more than that of an immortal cultivator. In less than a few minutes, he immediately hit the nose with a long nose bleeding.

Bi Zhi insisted on carrying the bucket to continue pouring horse dung, but was stopped by Lu Chuxue's slap.

So, the three of Chen Yu stood on the deck and pointed to the night fee in the battle group.

Other immortal cultivators also began to comment on Ye Fei's character, which was sometimes mixed with language such as dry nuns, dog offal, and dead family.

Ye Fei was originally the commander of the entire fleet, but was bullied by an immortal cultivator. He felt that he had failed Elder Zhuang's respect and wanted to bring this immortal cultivator to the ground to demonstrate.

However, his strength was not as good as that of others, and Ye Fei was soon trampled underfoot by the immortal cultivator.

"The surname Ye, don’t rely on you as a member of the military department, just bully us immortal cultivators at will, tell you, now we are some distance away from the Neptune Islands, if you drink to us again, be careful. If you were beaten to death and thrown into the sea, you said you died for your country."

The immortal cultivator finished speaking and took his feet from Ye Fei's face.

Ye Fei quickly got up from the deck, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was red and white, and he was ashamed to the extreme.

The commander-in-chief of the dignified fleet was threatened by an immortal cultivator, which made him worse than death.

The other immortal cultivators and body refiners are above the mid-level strength, and most of them are no worse than the night fee. At this time, seeing someone coming to repair the night fee, they simply put on a pose and stood on the deck. Going to work, even the people in the boiler room at the bottom stopped burning.