Chapter 689

"Luo Daoyou, how on earth did you get this flying boat?" the descendant of the emperor asked with a smile.

Luo Chuan looked at ran Fengjun, who was silent in his eyes, and said with a smile, "before, Taoist Rong and I both said that after the night of the wild war, I quietly went to the port and happened to find the flying boat."

"What a coincidence." another descendant of emperor came out slowly behind ran Fengjun: "There are also boat masters in our Taoism, and we also know something about flying boats. If we are right, this flying boat is the ugly master in the past, ranking among the world's famous boats, and its comprehensive performance is better than Yulong. In the past, it was auctioned together with three other first-class flying boats, but it was bought by a demon king at a high price... The owner of this flying boat stolen by Luo Daoyou must be me that night We've heard of the heavenly sea demon king. "

"Tianhai demon king... I heard of it when I was in the frontier famine. It is said that he is the first giant in the frontier famine and has a good relationship with the boss Luo of the cannon fodder camp." Luo Chuan said calmly.

"Hehe, Luo Daoyou stole the demon king's flying boat for several days. He was trapped in the border wasteland, but he could still save his life and not be found. Luo Daoyou is really a lucky man." the first descendant of the emperor smiled.

The atmosphere in the control cabin became strange, and most of the descendants of the emperor frowned.

"Surnamed Lu, what do you mean?" Qi Xinyue asked angrily.

"It's not interesting. It's just that all this is too coincidental and relaxed. Maybe there are some secrets we don't know." the descendants of emperor Lu glanced at Luo Chuan and said faintly.

"When Luo Chuan rescued you, why didn't you say that?"

To everyone's surprise, the second one standing on the side of Luochuan was night sin fan.

Rong Xiaojia, Yan Xiaoyi, Cheng XiaoC and others couldn't see it and defended Luo Chuan. Kong Yufeng, Xiang Shaoxing and several other descendants of the emperor also helped one after another.

However, the more so, the more the descendants of several emperors behind ran Fengjun did not let Luo Chuan go. Both sides were angry, and there was a trend of tension.

Ran Fengjun was calm and allowed his loyal followers to make trouble. He never spoke.

Not far away, xiaorou looks at ran Fengjun from time to time, hoping that ran Fengjun can say something to interrupt the dispute.

Ran Fengjun finally spoke.

"Brother Luo will never forget his kindness to help others regardless of danger."

Hearing the speech, a smile appeared on xiaorou's face, and the purple cloud in the distance eased her eyes to ran Fengjun.

"However, kindness belongs to kindness. Now when you think about it carefully, it seems full of doubts since Luo Daoyou and your younger martial brother appeared on the Yulong. It seems that you can do everything we can't do. Are we too bad, or are you too lucky, or... There are other reasons why you can't see anyone?"

Looking at ran Fengjun, who was talking, xiaorou was slightly distracted and showed a little disappointment on her pretty face, while Ziyun on the other side clenched her fist and sprayed anger in her eyes.

In addition to Rong Xiaojia and others still helping Luochuan, many descendants of the emperor who had originally stood on the side of Luochuan were silent. Even Kong Yufeng and Xiang Shaoxing showed deep thought.

Laughter rang out.

After ran Fengjun spoke, only one of the emperor's descendants dared to laugh.

Yuan Shitian, looking at the void outside the boat, turned and looked at ran Fengjun, shaking his head gently: "Brother ran, how do you know that brother Luo doesn't have some abilities and abilities beyond your imagination? My ancestors often say that there are days outside the sky and mountains outside the mountains. Even some monks who usually seem inconspicuous may have some skills you can't touch in your life. Brother Luo doesn't want to say that it's his freedom. Why do you have to be aggressive with the background of Ran Di's family?"

Yuan Shitian's voice fell, and many descendants of the emperor nodded slightly. They were provoked by ran Fengjun's words, but they were ashamed after listening to yuan Shitian's words.

Ran Fengjun looked at yuan Shitian deeply and smiled: "what yuan Daoyou said is unreasonable. Anyway, the masters of Guangtian Pusheng have a wide eye to the sky and can't hide anything from them. When Guangtian Pusheng comes, everything will come out."

Then ran Fengjun turned to Luo Chuan and said, "Luo Daoyou, I like this ugly ship very much. I don't know how many holy yuan you will give up? 80 million is enough?"

"More than 80 million. At the time of the auction, it was only more than 60 million." another descendant of the emperor said.

"Don't sell it." Luo Chuan said with a smile, "don't sell it ten times more."

"Well, a gentleman doesn't win people's love." ran Fengjun's face didn't change, and then the wind turned: "although Yan Xiaoyi knows the art of boating, he seems to be a beginner. My brother you has many boating masters in his family, and he has practiced the art of boating since he was young. His skills are exquisite. In order to reach Guangtian universal saint as soon as possible, I suggest that he take the ghost ugly name on his behalf. But I don't know whether Luo Daoyou is willing to give up..."

Before ran Fengjun finished speaking, Luo Chuan said with a smile, "as long as Xiao B is willing, I will not object. I am a little tired. Go to meditate for a while first."

With that, Luo Chuan turned and walked out of the control cabin and soon disappeared.

Ran Fengjun was stunned. He didn't seem to expect Luo Chuan to let the clown master control so happily.

In addition to several diehards behind ran Fengjun, other descendants of the emperor frowned one after another and expressed some dissatisfaction with ran Fengjun's aggressive life.

Qi Xinyue frowned and looked discontentedly at ran Fengjun. In addition to yuan Shitian, only she had the confidence to challenge ran Fengjun.

Qi Xinyue just wanted to say something, and a deep voice sounded in her ear.

"When it comes to playing tricks, brother Luo can't compare with the leaders in God's family. Once the control of the ugly master is ceded, it's almost impossible for brother Luo to want it back when Guangtian Pusheng comes back."

Qi Xinyue glanced at Hong Gongliu next to her. She was expressionless and whispered: "I heard earlier that ran Fengjun looks like a sincere gentleman, generous and forthright. In fact, he appears to be one behind the other, and has no affection. Hum, Luo Chuan, he is usually very smart, but today he is played by ran Fengjun and takes away the ghost ugly. When Guangtian Pusheng finds out all this, he will feel bad."

Hong Gongliu looked at Qi Xinyue with a little surprise: "I heard that you recognized him as your brother. I thought you were joking. Unexpectedly, it was true. But he made you think of Qi..."

"Don't mention his name." Qi Xinyue's eyes showed annoyance, his towering chest fluctuated, calmed for a long time, and his tone was slightly complicated: "if my brother is still alive, he will be several years older than him. When he ran away from home and wandered through the nine heaven alone, he was only 13 years old... He was as crafty as a pig and liked to surprise people by playing a tiger, even laughing..."

"Yes, it's a pity. If he is still alive, he will at least lose to ran Fengjun in terms of talent." Hong Gongliu sighed.

Qi Xinyue shook her head and smiled reluctantly, "it's meaningless to say this. I went to find Luo Chuan. The boy has more secrets than us. Although ran Fengjun put him together this time, it's better to learn from a cut and learn a lesson."

With that, Qi Xinyue turned and walked out of the control cabin, kneaded the printing method, operated the top body method, dispersed without a shadow, and quietly dived into the depths of the small flying boat.

The actual area of the cabin of the small flying boat is not as small as it looks. It is comparable to one-fifth of the Yulong. However, its internal structure is like a maze.

Qi Xinyue was the head of emperor and Zu Zun. With many unique skills, he soon found a boat cabin.

The cabin is located in the depths of the ugly master's labyrinthine cabin, hidden in corners. If it is not the one heart moon method, it is difficult for ordinary people to find it.

"What did the boy do there?"

At a distance of a thousand steps, Qi Xinyue heard the sound of drinking and several men talking and laughing.

"I see. In addition to the purple cloud, he has friends on the ugly master... Just don't bother him."

Qi Xinyue stopped, hesitated for a moment, turned and swept back.

However, just after ten steps, Qi Xinyue stopped again: "this boy, what friend did he bring into the boat and hide it from us? Is it possible that he is an evil friend known by Bian Huang? He began to make friends at the age of 13..."

Qi Xinyue snorted coldly. When he turned around, his face floated a touch of intolerance and pride, and stole away to the cabin.

The copper door of the cabin was not fully closed, leaving a gap.

Qi Xinyue didn't want to disturb Luo Chuan. He turned the ancestral top body method to the extreme and appeared silently in the shadow next to the crack of the door.

Through the crack in the door, Qi Xinyue saw the scene in the cabin.

Five tall men drank and raised their glasses. Although they were drinking, their every move was full of one or even several breath, which was natural and unpredictable.

Tao lunjing!

As soon as the pupils of Qi Xin moon shrink, the heart palpitates and makes an uproar.

She never expected that there were five great masters of the Taoist wheel realm in the ugly master. There was cold evil blood light in everyone's eyebrows. In the Shenhua blooming room, the cold killing machine lingered in the cabin, which made people dare not look directly at it. The killing machine has not converged, and Shenhua blooming shows that they have just killed people and are experts at the same level. At this time, they are breathing and refining the killing spirit.

When Qi Xinyue saw their clothes, her heart beat faster again.

The black robe is covered outside and the blood armor is worn inside... The familiar dress has been repeatedly mentioned by the descendants of the Emperor... Bian Huang cannon fodder camp!

The cannon fodder camp of the strongest battle regiment in the border wasteland sneaks into the ghost master!

I'm still drinking wine on the ghost master!

From beginning to end, so many people on the ugly master didn't notice!

Where's Luochuan? Where's that smelly boy? They've already

An ominous conjecture flashed through Qi Xinyue's brain, and most of the whole heart suddenly cooled.

Laughter rang from the cabin.

"Boss, I can finally have a good drink with you today."

"Yes, it was agreed to drink back that night. As a result, when the parliament came back, the boss became a busy man until today."

"Come on! Brothers, do it!"

Cannon fodder battalion boss... Is he here too?

Qi Xinyue's heart clattered. Thinking of the previous description, he was slightly afraid and couldn't help but give birth to a trace of meaning.

However, her strong curiosity drove her eyes to the dead corner of the only line of sight in the cabin.

The next moment, she finally saw the hand holding the lamp. Then, the man's whole face was exposed under her eyes.