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0557: If you want to fight the road, leave the money to buy your life for the 12th month(2/2)

There was a crash!

The three fools of Heifeng had already jumped up from the sea. The three of them carried the body of the holy messenger to the deck and barked three times at Jiang Dali.

"Master of the village, we have fished out the Holy Messenger who fell into the sea!"

"very good!"

Jiang Dali nodded lightly, then pointed to the other holy messenger who had lost his head, "And this, take off the Holy Fire Tokens from their bodies, and then throw their bodies down."

"Woof!"

The three of them took the order and began to take action.

The Holy Fire Order of one of the holy messengers has been directly driven into the body with the palm of his hand, and it needs to be dug out from the flesh and blood.

The other Holy Fire Order was pierced into the cabin wall along with the severed arm.

In a short time, the two Holy Fire Tokens were cleaned by San Sha and delivered to Jiang Dali's hands.

"[Yin Yang Holy Fire Order]

Level: 2nd grade famous instrument

Weight: 47 pounds, 4 taels, 3 qian

Effect: Used in conjunction with the ancient Persian martial arts contained in the Holy Fire Order, the power of the Holy Fire Order's magical skills can be doubled.

Introduction: The founder of ancient Persian martial arts, the "Old Man of the Mountain," forged the famous Yin-Yang Holy Fire Token to increase the power of the Holy Fire Token. It is said that it contains some evil and demonic power.

The devil flourishes and becomes a devil.

The foundation of the magical skill of injecting the Holy Fire Order is to be possessed by the devil. If the mind is clear, it cannot be used."

"Evil and demonic power...?"

Jiang Dali held two Yin-Yang Holy Fire Tokens and felt them carefully, but his powerful spiritual sense did not detect any evil and demonic power.

I guess it's because I haven't learned the "Holy Fire Order Divine Art".

He casually looked at the contents of the magical skills recorded on the two sacred fire orders.

On the black two-sided token, there is an incomprehensible Persian bird language carved on it, similar to ???????????????????????????

Immediately he didn't bother to take another look.

This "Holy Fire Order Divine Art" and the Holy Fire Order will be destined to Zhang Wuji in the future.

Jiang Daliyuan didn't want to get something like this that was of little significance to him.

But now that they are all in hand, there is nothing wrong with giving them to Zhang Wuji, his cheap disciple, as a master-disciple meeting gift.

At this time, under Li Xiangfang's order, the merchant ship with several large holes broken and in a mess began to turn around and sail towards the harbor terminal.

"Master Jiangzhai, please move!"

Under the shadow of the sheep lantern, the fragrance of chrysanthemum flowers hits your nostrils, and Li Xiangfang comes in a hurry, smiling lightly and raising his hand in greeting.

"Um!"

Jiang Dali turned sideways, looked at Fire King Ancestor Jindian beside him and Wang Yuyan, who was staring at him, and said, "You guys wait outside. After I finish discussing with Princess Li, we can set off again."

"yes!"

Zu Jindian and Yu Chengan responded in unison.

Wang Yuyan stood on tiptoe, looked at Li Xiangfang again, nodded obediently with a reserved smile.

Following Jiang Dali and Li Xiangfang, they went to the third floor.

In an instant, the tense and depressing atmosphere in the entire merchant ship suddenly dissipated.

All the guests around felt as if a big mountain above their heads had been moved away, returning to the same sense of relaxation as before.

But looking at the ground where cups and plates are scattered everywhere and even blood is smeared on it, where can there be any leisurely and elegant words like "when the people have dispersed in the wine stalls, there is only a bank of smoke and the moon is shining slantingly"?

In a room on the third floor of a merchant ship.

Jiang Dali sat down with his golden sword on his horse, looked at Li Xiangfang who had moved to the piano, and said carelessly, "Princess Li doesn't have to play the Manjianghong Eighteen Touch for me anymore. The owner of this village is a rough guy, and he doesn't know the music.

It’s too late now, let’s get straight to the point!”

Li Xiangfang turned around in surprise and smiled, "Master, you are really a fast-talking person. In this case, Xiangfang will not beat around the bush with you."

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