Chapter 1273: food?

The first thousand two hundred and seventy-four chapters food?

On an island filled with thick white fog.

"Find a place to throw her away." Maoying licked her lips, which were as bright as blood.

The two warrior men standing in front of her witnessed the process of her'eating' just now, and couldn't help but shudder all over.

"Yes, Master Maoying." The two immediately raised their heads on the fallen corpse and walked quickly toward the jungle, throwing the corpse into the weeds at will, as if throwing garbage.

"Blood is really the most delicious thing in the world." Mao Ying licked her lips, and her figure shook, only to leave three afterimages in the air, and then she disappeared in place.

...

At this moment, six people's shadows are flying fast in the sky in the open space about sixty nautical miles from the island.

"I'm almost at Duwu Island before, but the island is very foggy and the miasma is very thick. Let's slow down a little bit and get closer to explore." Mu Lihong said through sound transmission.

"Huh, how about the monks from Sangguo, who are our opponents?" Xuan Shi said with disdain.

Ye Beichen and Guo Da looked at each other, and they were a little helpless. This profound stone was powerful and a top genius in the demon sect, but with a high self-esteem and an extremely aloof personality.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, had already condensed his spiritual thoughts into one, and probed the island shrouded in white mist in a straight line.

The island is an irregular elongated shape, about 20 kilometers from the longest line, but the diffuse white mist seems to have a certain function of defensive spirit, which makes it impossible to penetrate the spirit, but it can be felt faintly. There is a strong breath of life in the island.

Whoosh whoosh...

With the speed of movement reduced, the crowd took twenty minutes to reach the vicinity of the island, and finally saw the island shrouded in white mist.

"There seems to be someone on the island..." Mu Lihong frowned.

Others also stopped. At such a close distance, it is natural to feel the human breath inside the island.

"Go down from here." Ye Beichen pointed and instantly turned into a shadow and swooped down.

Zhuo Bufan followed along and rushed down.

Passing through the layers of white fog, everyone fell on the edge of the island with dense vegetation and dense thorns. Compared with the African rain forest, the forest was not that dense.

"Let's move closer to the center of the island and see what secrets there is in this place." Mu Lihong said through voice transmission.

Everyone nodded, but the black stone didn't speak at all. The people had turned into afterimages, jumping on the tree trunk, and quickly moving toward the center of the island.

Mu Lihong was also a little helpless when he saw the black stone's movements. The black stone was relatively strong and was a genius of the Golden Eagle clan, so he was naturally not afraid of any danger.

The others followed suit, Zhuo Bufan remained silent, now the main thing is to find the whereabouts of his parents.

...

now.

Located in the center of the island, there are a woman and two men sitting cross-legged on a stone platform. All three of them are dressed very strangely. The woman wears a pink cherry blossom kimono, her face is abnormally pale, which forms a strange contrast with the bright red lips. .

As for the other two men, one of them is wearing the Edo period armor, and the other is a normal Kendo League samurai costume with a Tsukidai head.

The three opened their eyes at the same time.

"Someone broke into the island." Hananoko's willow-like eyebrows were gathered together.

"Let Maoying go and see, maybe nearby fishermen accidentally came to the island." Bai Zangzhu said indifferently.

"Well, there are three of us on the island, the guy's food is locked here, there must be no accident, otherwise there is no way to explain to Master Qingming." The killing stone said.

"Okay, I tell Mao Ying to take a look." Hananoko pinched a seal in his hand, and suddenly a red light pierced the white mist and flew towards the southwest.

...

"Well, Hananoko-sama, I understand."

Hananoko, who had just eaten'breakfast', showed an extremely respectful expression on his face, and immediately showed a bloodthirsty look on his face, "Could it be that there is another food delivered to the door?"

"I don't mind eating more full." The curvature of Mao Ying's mouth spread out, and a sharp, piercing sound was heard immediately.

Whoosh whoosh...

Approximately thirty shadows in black costumes instantly appeared around Mao Ying, their movements swift and agile.

"Master Maoying." One of them took a step, watching Maoying bow his head slightly respectfully.

"Someone has invaded the island, come and see with me." After Mao Ying said, the whole person was like a sensitive black cat, a few landed, and quickly walked towards the thorny jungle.

Thirty black silhouettes also turned into afterimages, jumping with the branches of the tree trunk, and instantly following Mao Ying.

...

Zhuo Bufan's feet landed on a tree pole, and with a little effort, the person ejected like a spell, and each bounce exceeded a distance of hundreds of meters.

"Someone is here ahead!"

Zhuo Bufan's Spiritual Sense had sensed the breath of life from Thirty One, and approached them at a very fast speed.

Mu Lihong, Ye Beichen, Guo Da, Peacock, and Xuanshi also stopped at the same time, standing on the thick tree poles, looking forward.

Sure enough, he saw dozens of black silhouettes at a rapid speed, leaving only a trail of black afterimages in the air, quickly approaching them.

"One, two, three, four, five... six... six people." Mao Ying fell on a thick tree pole, the whole body arched like a cat, and the purple pupils exuded a strange breath, involuntarily Licking his lips.

"Who are you? Dare to break into Duwu Island?" Mao Ying narrowed his eyes, and there was a touch of coldness between his eyes.

Mu Lihong said, "Then who are you, staying on this small island?"

Mao Ying's face suddenly changed, because Mu Lihong, Zhuo Bufan and others showed a trace of breath, and the strength of that breath was not weaker than her.

Although Maoying speaks the Sangguo dialect, as a monk, not only the body but also the soul is constantly evolving in cultivating, so the learning ability is super strong, and there is basically no obstacle to everyone's conversation.

"A few, this is our sea area, and a few are not welcome. If a few are not willing to leave, then don't blame me for being polite." Mao Ying licked his lips, knowing that blood is a delicious food. , The blood of the strong is especially delicious.

"A cruise ship disappeared in this sea area yesterday. You should know where it is?" A light voice sounded, with a strong murderous intent in the voice.

Mao Ying’s pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes fell on the speaking young man. The young man was wearing a casual outfit with black hair and black pupils. His appearance was somewhat scholarly, but when he looked at him, Mao Ying felt staring at a handle. The sharp sword made the soul feel a chill.

"I don't know what you are talking about, but if you don't leave yet, I think you don't have to go!" Mao Ying said coldly.

"Really? If you don't want to say anything, then I can only destroy you and search for your soul."

Zhuo Bufan squeezed his fists and burst out a strong murderous aura. Even the surrounding Ye Beichen, Xuanshi, and Mu Lihong felt a little chilly at the same time.