The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

After leaving the sea where the giant sharks gathered, the sea became calm again. +++Mobile reading visit m.novelmtl.com The storm on the sea lasted for a day and a night, after calm and calm, the sky (color) became clear again. The sky is far and wide, and the sea is blue, as if the violent storms had never appeared before.

After the rest of their lives, after the ship sailed smoothly, they began to count the wounded and check the condition of the ship. Although there were no deaths in that storm, many people were injured. Wind and waves combined with the impact of giant sharks, the ship's turbulence and ups and downs caused many people to be injured in the cabin.

Fortunately, there were a lot of doctors accompanying on the boat, and the medicine was also sufficient, and everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Xiao Zhige was also injured. His palm was strangled by a rope for too long, and he was already a little red and swollen after being stabbed with water. An Changqing poured the white wine on his palm and washed it repeatedly, then sprinkled the powder on him and bandaged him. Xiao Zhige didn't say a word the whole time, without frowning.

On the contrary, Huai Rushan, who was rubbing the wound medicine bandage next to him, kept yelling: "It hurts, it hurts, lighten it!"

He was unlucky, and the boat bumped too violently. He broke the wood in the cabin for life, and the wood thorn plunged into the palm of his hand. Although it was not deep, the delicate wound on the palm of his hand looked a bit shocking. Huai Ruyu was picking a wooden thorn for him, and couldn't bear his yelling, so he gave a deep scream and told him to shut up.

Huai Rushan calmed down.

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The fleet sailed steadily on the sea for another five or six days, and the sky was clear on that day. There is no wave in the sea. The fleet sailed on the sea in phalanx, and as the sun rose higher and higher, an island faintly appeared above the sea in the distance. The island is suspended above the sea, surrounded by clouds and mist, and you can vaguely see the prosperous vegetation on the island, the houses are just like, and occasionally people's shadows shuttle between them, which is very mysterious.

After several days of sailing at sea, the islands have not been seen, and everyone inevitably murmured in their hearts. Now as soon as this floating island appeared, some people called out "Fairy Island" with excitement, and other people also put down their hands and knelt down and bowed down religiously.

An Changqing and several people stood on the bow of the ship, looking at each other, their expressions (colors) were a little dignified. They are all familiar with the condition of the Shark Race. Although they are different from ordinary people, they are still fleshy. There is no ability to fly into the sky and escape the earth. Now this "fairy island" floating in the air makes people feel a little unreliable.

Huai Ruyu said, "I have seen it in Miscellaneous Records. The ancients recorded that'there are mirages in the sea, which are like big clams and can exhale into towers.'"

Huai Rushan also said: "I also heard the old boatman say when I was out to sea. There are evil sharks on the sea. It can breathe out the mirage, and the mirage can condense into a fairy mountain pavilion. The old boatman said that if you see this thing, you must not follow. Go, otherwise you will be devoured by the evil shark when you run into the deep sea; and even if you don’t meet the evil scorpion and lose your way at sea, it will be a dead end. Therefore, the old boatmen who often walk on the sea say this is not good."

"The chart is like this. If we don't go east, where can we go?" An Changqing said: "And I always feel familiar when I look at the island."

Huai Rushan took out the chart, and the four of them studied the chart for a long time, but they didn't find anything overlooked. If there is no problem with the chart, then the tomb of the mackerel should indeed be in this position.

Xiao Zhige, who had not spoken all the time, suddenly said, "Where do you think I should go?"

An Changqing pondered for a while, and said, "I still think I should walk towards the "Xiandao"."

Xiao Zhige glanced at him and said to Huai Ruyu and Huai Rushan: "The sea chart was made by Xue Chang and Huai Shu'an. They must want to leave the tomb of the Shaman to Yu Qiao. If this is the case, they have no reason to be here. The hands and feet on the chart are misleading. So most of the directions marked on the chart are correct." He paused and said, "Besides, I have the blood of the scorpion race. I believe his instincts."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Huai Ruyu and Huai Rushan, waiting for them to express their opinions.

Huai Rushan thought for a while, and said, "It makes sense to say that. The sea area is so wide that it is difficult to find other directions except for the clear direction of the "Xiandao". Why don't we take a gamble."

Huai Ruyu also agreed with this statement.

The four reached a consensus, and then they passed the order, telling the fleet to sail in full force toward the direction of the "Xiandao". When the crew members learned that they were going to find the fairy island, they were all excited, and they worked hard to speed up the voyage.

It was just that the fleet sailed towards the fairy island for one, two, three days... for ten days, it seemed that the fairy island would never reach it. Day out and night out, always in a location not far away from them.

The accompanying old boatman boldly came to find them and persuade them, saying that it is the same as before in Huai Rushan: the "fairy island" on the sea is elusive and cannot be traced. The predecessors said that this was the prey for the hunting of the evil dragon in the deep sea, leading the fleet to sail to the middle of the sea, and finally lost in the sea, it became the belly Chinese meal of the evil dragon.

An Changqing was actually a little nervous, but every time he looked at the floating "Xiandao", he felt that he should move in this direction. He hesitated for a moment, but insisted on his idea: "Keep going."

Seeing this, the other three ordered to move on. Seeing that persuasion was useless, the old boatman could only leave with a sigh.

On the fifteenth, there was another rain on the sea, heavy fog formed on the sea, and the "Xiandao" disappeared. After the fleet sailed for another half day, someone suddenly reported that an island had appeared ahead.

Several people hurriedly got on the deck, and saw that the thick fog gradually faded away, and a green island gradually appeared in front of them.

"It's the tomb of the mackerel!" An Changqing said suddenly.

Xiao Zhige glanced at him, shook his hand, and ordered: "Order everyone to be on guard, and the vanguard will bring weapons and go to the island to explore after landing."

The order was passed down one by one, and the fleet put up the sails and stopped on the sea near the island. The vanguard put the boat down into the sea, divided into five teams and landed ashore. The others waited on the boat.

About half a day later, the vanguard returned. They made a "safe" gesture on the shore, and everyone on board was about to go ashore. The big ship has a deep draft, and there is no dock on the island. The soldiers put all the boats down, and back and forth, transporting some people and supplies to the island.

A small number of people were left behind on the shore and on the ships, while the rest of the soldiers protected the four from walking to the island.

There are no roads on the island, and there are vigorous vegetation and unknown wild flowers everywhere, and there are birds and beasts from time to time. The leader of the vanguard team who went to explore the road before reported the situation on the island while leading the way: "We searched for more than fifteen miles and found no traces of people. Further on, there is a cliff and sky. We can't cross, so there is no one. Continue to explore."

The vanguard opened the way, and everyone moved forward with one foot and one foot shallow. Huai Rushan asked, "Can you see anything suspicious? A carved stone tablet or a hidden cave?"

The captain was stunned and replied: "No, all around are barren mountains and forests. There are clusters of trees. There are no stone monuments and no caves."

Huai Rushan (touching Mo) (touching Mo) his nose: "That's not how it was written in the book and Zhiyi?"

Huai Ruyu squinted at him: "I'll tell you to avoid reading these useless books on weekdays."

Huai Rushan was unconvinced to argue, so he listened to Xiao Zhige's deep sigh, and quickly took the bow and arrow behind the captain, pulling the bow and shooting the arrow in one go. The flying arrow was nailed into the dense canopy, the tail of the arrow trembled, and an exclamation faintly came from the canopy.

Seeing this, the other soldiers reacted quickly and rushed to the big tree, pulling down a dirty boy from the tree.

The boy was dressed in brown (color) clothes, with a grass ring made of vines on his head, and his face was very handsome. He was unwilling to be escorted forward by the soldiers, staring fiercely, and asked in a strangely pronounced Da Ye dialect: "Who are you? Come to the island to think about (gan) what?"

An Changqing noticed the red lines on his neck (exposed) while he was struggling, and his eyes moved, motioned to the soldiers to release him, and then stepped forward, showing him the red lines behind his ears, and said warmly: "You Is it a member of the Shaman tribe? My maternal grandfather is a holy messenger."

The young man looked frightened, his eyes widened in surprise and said: "Uncle is not dead?"

An Changqing remained silent (color): "Do you think your grandfather is dead?"

Although the young man is tall and mammoth, he has obviously lived on the island for a long time and has no defensive heart. Wen Yan (touched Mo) (touched Mo) and said, "My father said that the people outside are not keeping their promises. My uncle must have caught (killed sha)."

"Have you been persecuted by outsiders before?" An Changqing continued to talk.

Perhaps he was regarded as a fellow clan. The young man had no intention of guarding against him and said, "Yes. I heard the old people say that many people used to want to (kill sha) us. Later, I hide on the island and live. Only every ten years. Someone needs to go out to sea. At that time, Dad should have gone, but my uncle was vying to go. Dad let him go. But when the time came, he didn’t come back. Dad was sad for a long time and said it must be those people. There is a comeback. We are not allowed to go out again."

An Changqing exchanged glances with Xiao Zhige, and said, "My grandfather has passed away, but he was not killed by someone. I found the island based on the clues he left. I can bother you to bring it. Shall we meet your father and daddy?"

The boy looked at the others, he hesitated and pulled An Changqing aside, and said in a low voice: "If you want to go, I can take you there, but other people can't. Father and dad said that the people outside are all The bad guys, if they see it, they will be led to the palace (to kill sha) to die."

"Tiangong?" An Changqing's eyebrows moved slightly.

The boy whispered: "The heavenly palace is full of various institutions, I dare not go in."

An Changqing talked with him for a while, but the young man refused to lead the way for others anyway. An Changqing saw that he was right-looking and thought that his parents would not be evil, so he discussed with Xiao Zhige: "He is not willing to lead outsiders. I will follow him to see if he can find the antidote. "

Xiao Zhige frowned and said solemnly: "It's too risky. He may not be credible."

The Huai Ruyu brothers also disagree. They are not familiar with the place where they were born on this huge island. If An Changqing followed this young man, they would not have time to rescue him if something happened.

An Changqing was very sure, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy and trust in this young man. This may be the inheritance of blood.

He insisted: "I bring a ringing arrow and a signal flare. If there is an accident, I will send out a signal. You follow me and I will try my best to save myself. In other words, I am of the same clan. Even if I refuse to accept me, I will not be so fast. Do it, I will work hard."

Xiao Zhige wanted to say something, but seeing that his expression was firm, he swallowed again. He took off the arrow and dagger he was carrying and gave him the opportunity to tie the dagger to his ear and whispered, "I will follow you secretly, you must be careful."

An Changqing was shocked, then nodded, and shook his hand again before turning around and walking towards the young man who was waiting not far away.