A Million Possible

The salty sea breeze on the beach was blowing, Xie Qingke turned his back to the sea, pinched his hands into a gesture, and said to the people on the shore.

"Nice!"

Zhu Sha said with a smile, and then jumped on the ice floe first.

The other five people in the Ninth Academy also smiled and jumped onto the floating ice. Seven people stood up, occupying less than half of the area.

The students in the Second Academy looked greedy, but didn't move.

"You guys come together too." Xie Qingke exchanged glances with the others and said.

"Is this... okay?"

"What's wrong? I don't know what is in the sea. We may not be able to deal with it only by the few of us. Since we have encountered it, we will be together, or there will be a response. When the situation is found out, it will not be too late to separate again."

Cheng Lin said with a smile.

The other students also agreed.

Although there is also a competitive relationship between various colleges, this kind of competition is also limited.

Especially at this moment, not only Xia Guo cultivator, but also Su Guo people are on this floating land. In this case, it is always good to help.

"This...well...tonight is really bothering you too much."

Song Xianzhen was a little embarrassed.

As the head of the major colleges, the students of the Second Academy naturally have their own arrogance.

Song Xianzhen is the number one in the Second Academy. Although on the surface he looks very calm and not arrogant, his pride is hidden inside.

If it is usual, they may not accept Xie Qingke's invitation at all, for nothing else, just for "proud".

However, tonight they first saw the dragon attack, and then almost got involved in the international diplomatic incident.

If it weren't for the members of the Ninth Court, Cheng Lin and Xiao Ningyu, to be precise, had helped them. They might have been forcibly taken out of the projection at this moment and then subjected to severe interrogation. This is very likely.

It is conceivable that once you are involved, the better results will be ruined.

This experience not only allowed them to inherit the favor of the Ninth Academy, but also erased a lot of pride in their hearts.

But, in this way, Song Xianzhen and others always feel that they owe too much.

"Everyone may still work together in the future, so I'll see it outside."

"Okay, let's push the ice floe."

As a result, the teams from the Second Hospital also jumped up, and one of the students with the "wind" attribute blew the wind backwards, pushing the ice floes toward the depths of the sea in the opposite direction.

...

This is a rather wonderful experience.

More than a dozen people stood evenly, and the perception system members of the two teams looked like two radars, constantly scanning the surroundings.

The rest held their weapons cautiously, guarding against possible crises.

The night is dark.

Salty air surging on the sea.

The sky was originally bright, but it was also covered by dark clouds at this time, making this unfamiliar sea area more and more mysterious.

The students took out the searchlight flashlights from their backpacks and turned them on.

As a result, more than a dozen roads pierced the endless sea like lightsabers in science fiction blockbusters.

However, no matter how hard they observe, they still cannot break through the 100-meter range.

"The sea is filled with mist."

Liang Pi said.

Everyone has discovered this, and it is this mysterious mist that blocks the detection of perception ability.

"We have reason to believe that what is hidden behind this thick fog, I personally guess it is an island." Liang Pi said again.

This time, someone finally asked: "Why?"

"Do you remember the sound that appeared in our minds before?"

"You said that song?"

"To be precise, it is the poem after the end of the song... I will call it a poem for the time being. It is the sentences chanted by Cheng senior, remember? One of them mentioned'an island surrounded by the sea'." Liang Pi explained.

His words awakened everyone's memory.

"I also remember this sentence, it's very likely."

"The sea... the island... the thick fog..." Fu Zhongting muttered with his eyebrows down, and suddenly asked, "Don't you think this is familiar?"

"Familiar? You mean..."

"The island projection that appeared before, the one with Cheng senior's image, was also an island covered in dense fog." Fu Zhongting's tone was serious.

There was silence on the ice floe.

After a while, the fourth rank girl from the second hospital spoke:

"I think I probably understand what you mean. The last projection confirmed that the island is where the Sect founded by Cheng senior is located. It can be inferred that the thick fog surrounding the island is also Cheng senior's handwriting. See, it is very likely that the same'Shanmen Site' left by Cheng Senior, or something similar?"

"Smart! That's what I meant." Fu Zhongting glanced at her appreciatively.

The girl couldn't help but outline the corners of her mouth, a little proud.

"Your analysis does have some truth, but combined with the images of the dragon attacking before, it is obviously related to those mythical creatures."

Song Xianzhen also intervened, then turned to look at Cheng Lin: "What do you think?"

"Huh? I think...it makes sense."

Cheng Lin concealed own embarrassment.

This feeling of being speculated and discussed in person is really strange.

Just when Cheng Lin was about to change the subject.

Suddenly, he felt the floating ice under his feet sway slightly.

Xie Qingke's voice changed slightly:

"The current has changed, and we have entered the deeper part of the fog!"

Everyone's spirits shrank, they stopped talking and looked around cautiously.

Sure enough, the surrounding fog has grown a lot, and the field of vision has further narrowed. At this time, everyone can barely see the surrounding area of ​​more than ten meters.

"My perception has failed."

Zhu Sha's face was slightly ugly.

"mine too."

The students from the Second Hospital also spoke.

"Don't panic, keep your own position, and don't mess up the formation... We are not on flat ground now, and we might easily capsize." Cheng Lin said, making a non-humorous joke by the way.

His voice was calm, with a sense of tranquility, which made people relax involuntarily.

After speaking, he looked down at the water ripples on the edge of the ice floe.

It was found that after entering this area, the floating ice almost moved forward against the current, which inevitably reduced the traveling speed.

Everyone waited in silence, and their spirits were tense. For a while, there was only the sound of the floating ice breaking the surface of the water.

The silence is terrible.

Suddenly, a team member exclaimed briefly.

When everyone was about to turn their heads to look, they only felt that the ice floes under their feet sank slightly, as if they had hit something.

Then, the strong light of the searchlight flashlight concentrated over.

"It's a ship, a very broken ship!"

someone said.

It was indeed a wooden boat, not very big, it was the kind of offshore fishing boat that could only accommodate a few people to work.

The boat was very tattered, the bottom was almost rotten, and only the rusty metal and the remnants of rotten wood were barely pieced together to form a shape.

The ship is clearly coming downstream.

After colliding with the ice layer, there were some signs of disintegration immediately.

As the ice floes continued to move forward, the broken ship finally fell apart completely and turned into a few tattered damp logs, scattered from both sides.

"What's the matter with this ship? They are obviously not used by creatures like dragons."

Xiao Ningyu asked.

Cheng Lin pursed his lips and said nothing.

This is naturally not used by dragons, but rather a fishing and hunting tool for dragon servants.

Although the area of ​​this island is not small, its resources are still limited. Taking into account the background of the French era at the end of the year, the dragon servants could not return to the land, so they could only rely on fishing and hunting to obtain food.

What only made Cheng Lin a little surprised was that after so many years, the ship hadn't completely rotted... Well, it should be the effect of this ritual formation.

...

The fog is permeated and the vision is blocked.

Against the current, there was nothing else around except the light source of the searchlight.

The surrounding scenery was unchanging, giving the students an illusion, as if they were not moving forward at all.

Only Xie Qingke, who maintains the existence of the floating ice, and the student of the Second Academy who are constantly creating thrust, can confirm that they are still sailing through the declining psychic energy reserve in the body.

Go upstream.

I don't know how long it has passed, like a few minutes, or a few hours.

Finally, there was another collision sound from the ice floes.

"Peng."

Cheng Lin and others clearly perceive the vibration under their feet.

"What happened again?"

"Is it still a boat?"

Someone asked.

After a two-second pause, I got an unexpected answer: "We... seem to be docked."

Docked?

Cheng Lin looked at it suspiciously, and saw that the front end of the ice floe was hitting a large, dark, round rock.

The surrounding water is extremely shallow, covered with sand and rocks, only the tail of the ice layer is still immersed in the water.

The ice floe seems to have inadvertently climbed onto a beach.

"Don't move around yet."

Song Xianzhen said something, and then took out a light stick from his backpack with his backhand.

It's the kind of thing that will shine and illuminate a certain area when thrown in the past.

He threw it forward, the light stick was submerged in the dense fog, and disappeared, only a "click" sound, as if it had fallen to the ground.

Then, a little brilliance guided its landing point through the dense fog.

"Everyone, go ashore carefully, don't separate!"

Seeing this, Cheng Lin said, jumping off the ice floe first and walking forward.

At this time, the sky was pitch black, and the last bit of starlight was blocked by dense fog.

Even with "wide-area vision" turned on, Cheng Lin's field of vision was greatly restricted.

Holding a dagger in one hand and a lighting flashlight in the other, he carefully explored the surroundings and confirmed that there was no danger.

Time has passed for too long, and Cheng Lin doesn't know what the island has become.

"Safe, the fog in front seems to have faded a lot."

Cheng Lin walked a few hundred meters in, then turned back and said.

Everyone went ashore and found that it was indeed a sandy beach-like terrain, empty, with only stones.

After walking a few steps inside, I clearly felt that the terrain was rising, which further confirmed the previous guess about the "island".

The fog has indeed become thinner.

With the help of light, the field of view was restored to about fifty meters.

Then, they were surprised to find that a broken city wall appeared in front of them.

"It really is a ruin here!"

Zhu Sha's tone was excited, her eyes gleaming.

Immediately, everyone took out their mobile phones in unison, filmed with the lights, and proceeded carefully.

The walls are broken and long.

In the darkness, there was an aura of despair.

They didn't jump over recklessly, but walked along the city wall, trying to figure out the terrain.

After walking for a while, they suddenly stopped.

Here, a huge gap appeared in the city wall, and a tall arch stood at the gap. It was also dilapidated, with numerous cracks on the surface, and vegetation growing wild in the gap.

"There seems to be a word on it!"

Suddenly, Fu Zhongting keenly discovered that there were a few primitive, strange and unfamiliar "characters" on the top of the archway.

Cheng Lin looked up, and he couldn't interpret it through knowledge without acquiring the "Longyu".

But he recognized the appearance of the two "words"-he had seen similar patterns.

Therefore, he instantly understood the meaning of these two words:

"Dragon City."

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