Chapter 762

The woman walked up to Qin Ming, bent slightly, her fluttering hair brushed Qin Ming's arm inadvertently, and said softly, "Can I sit here?"

"No." Qin Ming picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said.

Hearing Qin Ming's words, all the warriors in the teahouse were taken aback for a moment, and the woman was also a little taken aback, then smiled and sat down opposite Qin Ming.

"How can there be such an incomprehensible man like you in the world?" The woman rolled her eyes, and the woman seemed to be blaming, but also mourning.

Raising his head, Qin Ming lost a glance at the woman, and was not in any way shocked by the woman's shocking appearance, and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

"You are too ruthless. Do you know how many people we have died in order to find you?" Although the woman's voice was flat, Qin Ming could hear a hint of resentment.

"A lot of people died? To find me?" Qin Ming stared at the woman suspiciously, waiting for her to explain.

The moment the woman approached the tavern, Qin Ming knew it. After all, the woman is also a warrior, and the power of heaven and earth she carries is as dazzling as a bright light in the dark night.

A woman didn't go anywhere, but came to the teahouse where she was sitting, obviously looking for herself for something.

And this woman had an indescribable smell all over her body, which made him vigilant.

This smell, if Qin Ming didn't misjudge...she is not from this continent, she should be from Yuan Continent.

The woman stared at Qin Ming, stroked the hair on her head, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, "Actually, I am not a martial artist from this continent."

"En." Looking at the woman, Qin Ming nodded and agreed with her words, "You are a warrior from the Yuan Continent, what's the matter, just tell me!"

At the same time, Qin Ming was secretly vigilant. The hands under the table were tightly clenched into fists, and the power of heaven and earth gathered, ready to attack at any time.

In the Yuan Continent, Qin Ming had many grievances and grievances in his previous life, but in this life, Qin Ming never went there.

Only the mysterious scorpion forces have grudges against him.

Qin Ming didn't feel any killing intent on this woman, otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting here so calmly.

The woman was startled when she heard Qin Ming's words. Qin Ming's tone was very positive, and he was not surprised that she came from the Yuan Continent. Obviously, he had already guessed it.

This made her slightly surprised, how did Qin Ming guess it?

"Since you know that I am from the Yuan Continent, you should know that it is not easy to pass through the sea of ​​despair." The woman said slowly while touching the teacup in her hand.

"Of course." Qin Ming nodded, "The probability of Wu Zun passing the Sea of ​​Despair is less than 10%. You are very lucky to survive."

"But eight sect disciples died in the sea of ​​despair, do you know?" Although the woman's voice was pleasant, she couldn't conceal the sadness in her heart, and her eyes were slightly foggy.

Qin Ming let out a sigh of relief, "Nine came here, eight died, and one survived. You are already very lucky."

One death out of nine is really luck. In the sea of ​​despair, if it is an ordinary warrior, one out of twenty can survive, which is not bad.

According to Qin Ming's understanding, there are about a thousand ships departing from the Yuan Continent each time, and it is difficult for even one ship to return at the end.

Some managed to pass through the Sea of ​​Despair and stayed on other continents, while some were destroyed in the Sea of ​​Despair when they returned.

The difficulty of crossing the Sea of ​​Despair really makes people desperate. Perhaps, this is the origin of the name of the Sea of ​​Despair.