Emperor of Nine Suns

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When the entire steel building ship was filled with gloom and despair, a slightly green young man's voice rang out.

"Leave this ship to me."

Everyone looked for the sound and saw the lame young man sitting in a wheelchair under the long mast. The expression on his face was very natural, as if he was just asking for a glass of water.

The ship was full of masters from the Lingxi Realm who were helpless. This lame young man from the Lingquan Realm actually proposed to leave the fate of the steel building ship to him?

Are you kidding me?

Could this kid be too scared and start talking nonsense?

All the monks looked at Chu Chen with strange eyes. Only Elder Lingxin looked at Chu Chen with contempt, and raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly: "The meaning of handing over the ship to you refers to the control of the entire ship. Do you have all the rights?"

"right."

Chu Chen nodded, too serious to look like he was joking.

"But...can you sail a boat?"

Although Elder Lingxin had inexplicable confidence in this young man named "Tong Hu", he still asked the key question rationally.

Chu Chen opened his mouth and smiled honestly, then shook his head simply: "No, I have never sailed a boat."

"Won't?"

Chu Chen's clean answer left Elder Lingxin speechless, "If you don't know how to sail a boat, how can I leave this boat to you?"

Elder Lingxin frowned slightly, while the other monks on the deck looked at Chu Chen from looking at a weirdo to now looking at a madman.

All the monks shook their heads. When they first heard this boy confidently saying that he would give the boat to him, some of them even took a chance, thinking that if Miracle failed, how could he lead everyone away?

Turns out this guy can’t even drive a boat,? Are you drifting in this sea of ​​blood? ?

It seems that the oppression brought by this blood mist is too strong. This kid is probably crazy...

Some female monks began to shake their heads and sigh secretly, looking at Chu Chen with eyes full of pity. If this continues, more and more lunatics will appear on the ship trapped in the blood mist.

Chu Chen, who had a simple and honest smile, scratched his head and explained to Elder Lingxin.

"Actually, I went to sea with my father many times when I was young, and I also got lost in the sea. But once when everyone was lost in the sea, my father accidentally discovered that I have the ability to pilot, no matter where I am. No matter it is heavy fog, heavy snow, or storm, I can accurately find the direction and exit. From then on, as long as I guide the way, no matter how dangerous the situation is, our ship will return safely..."

Chu Chen talked eloquently and sounded decent.

But many monks felt that this boy was talking nonsense and making up lies in such a mess that their faces turned dark.

Before he finished speaking, he saw the fat monk who had always disliked him snort heavily and scolded him righteously.

"Bullshit! Let's not talk about whether your natural piloting ability is a lie. Even if it is true, what level of monk is your father? I'm afraid he is just a secular mortal! How big can your boat be? Can it fit in it? Ten people? How far can a worldly mortal drive a small wooden boat out to sea? Can the fog encountered there be compared to the blood fog now? People in the world have seen this kind of thing that is rare in thousands of years. The vision of the sea of ​​blood?”

An old monk with white eyebrows was also angry.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense here, be careful, I will be rude to you! It seems that not only is your leg broken, but your brain is also broken! Everyone is looking for a way out, but you are here to cause trouble."

For a moment, the crowd became excited and the flames of anger rose. Many monks felt that if it weren't for the fact that Chu Chen was a disabled person, they might have taken action to repair him.

Fang Rentang, who was among the crowd, even frowned and scolded him lightly: "Nonsense! Even if we are in dire straits, the lives of this crew cannot be thrown to you for fun. Isn't this right?" Is it as simple as playing house for a child?”

"I said give me the boat and I can save everyone."

Chu Chen said word by word, with a sharp look in his eyes, "Don't forget, Mr. Yu can't hold on much longer. All of you are helpless. I have a way to help you survive."

"Delusion!"

Fang Rentang snorted coldly, with an uncompromising toughness on his resolute face, "Don't think that because there is a spiritual heart to protect you, you can do whatever you want. If you continue to be so unreasonable, I will throw you off the boat directly!"

As soon as Fang Rentang said this, many monks cheered in unison.

"Oh? Just throw him down? Sect Leader Fang is so loud!"

Before Chu Chen could speak, Elder Lingxin's eyebrows were raised, and his face instantly turned as cold as ice.

"You know clearly that he is the one who is protected by my soul, but you dare to touch him? Why don't you try and see if you can throw him down! If you dare to touch him, you are my enemy! Do you believe it or not, I As long as the soul is willing, your Chunyang Sect will no longer have a foothold in the entire Dongyuan Ancient Territory in the future!"

Fang Rentang's expression suddenly changed when he heard this. He fully understood how influential Elder Lingxin was.

Several major sects such as Biquan Xianzong, Huayang Sect, and Supreme Sword Sect, as well as major aristocratic families such as Moyue Shen family, Gujian Li family, Qin Jue Zhao family, etc., all have inextricable relationships with her.

In the Dongyuan Ancient Territory, Elder Lingxin is known as the number one pharmacist in the world outside of the Medicine Palace!

If she really wants to deal with a sect, with her influence, she can really make the Chunyang Sect lose its footing!

Seeing that Elder Lingxin had said such harsh words, Fang Rentang, although still dissatisfied, did not dare to say anything more.

Although everyone is now trapped in a strange sea of ​​blood, and their life or death is uncertain, but if there is a chance to escape from here, it is possible. It was obviously the most unwise thing to offend the spiritual elder for such a useless young man.

Just when the entire deck fell into embarrassment due to Elder Lingxin's angry rebuke, the cabin door suddenly opened, and a young man with a body as strong as a bear and an aura as strong as the tide came out. He was the one who carried the coffin for Elder Yu. Servant leader.

Mr. Yu's servants never leave him easily. Whenever they leave him, something big will happen.

Everyone looked at the tall monk nervously.

I saw him standing in front of everyone, with a stern and serious face: "Old Chuan Yu, let this young man give it a try."

No monk thought that Elder Yu's servant would come out and say something like this.

The whole place was dead silent. Is Yu always confused? Are you really going to hand the boat over to this lame boy?

However, Elder Yu had an order, and no one on the ship dared to disobey the order. They were all silent and couldn't help but sigh to themselves. Could it be that their fate would be destroyed by this lame boy next?