Chapter 47

For Hong Yi's worry, Chenghao did not say that the old God is still holding the fishing rod, watching the dark and dim blue ocean.

Click!

Suddenly, Chenghao suddenly pulled his wrist, and a black object of more than ten meters was directly pulled out of the sea water. Looking carefully, it was a big black shark with black skin.

Such a big black shark, how can play a thousand jin of great power in the sea, but even so, Chenghao's ordinary fishing rod, but not a little hard, light loose will be the giant to fish up.

Many soldiers who saw this scene were stunned. They knew Cheng Hao was very strong, but they never thought that he had been strong enough to catch big black sharks with ordinary fishing rods, even wusheng could not do it?

"Chenghao, your control of the power of the gods and spirits has become more and more accurate!"

Hong Yi, on the side, witnessed the scene in front of him, and he was also amazed at Chenghao's control of the power of the divine soul.

Others don't know the gate, but Hong Yi is also a half step immortal immortal immortal immortal immortal immortal immortal, can not see the clue. In the position of the fishhook, there is actually a way of the force of black spirits scattered, like dozens of invisible giant hands, will the body of the great black shark to death to grasp, so that the other party's huge body no matter how struggling, can not get rid of the fate of being caught.

"Come on, get this black shark down, let's eat shark fins tonight!"

After a glimpse of the big black shark still fluttering on the deck, Chenghao smiled, kicked it to the soldiers around him, and then handed the fishing rod to the little golden spider who was eager to try all the time.

After dealing with the big black shark, Chenghao and Hongyi went to the other end of the deck, looking at the sea, which was so blue and frightening, that they were silent for a while.

"Hong Yi, do you believe in fate?" Chenghao suddenly opened up.

"Fate? I don't know if I believe it. Among the sages I have read, the ancient sages do not believe in God or life! " Hong Yi was a little bit stunned, and then shook his head.

"In fact, everyone has his own life, and what achievements can be made in the future. In fact, since the moment of birth, it has been arranged by the world."

"Chenghao, what's wrong with you? How do you suddenly believe in fatalism? " Hong Yi is a little confused about Cheng Hao's state.

Chenghao has no words, looking at Hong Yi, who is full of doubts, and in his heart, 10000 horses are running through.

Whether there is a road of destiny above the world of all these heaven and thousands of worlds, he does not know, but he is very clear that in this world of the Yang God, there is indeed destiny, and the present Hongyi is the best proof of the existence of fate.

During this period, he killed the robbers, killed the trolls of the daruo sect and abandoned the Wu Butler at the martial Saint level. It is reasonable to say that the performance is good. But strangely, his strength of luck has not increased any more. It seems that in this world, even if he kills all the powerful and lucky men in his body, it will not be of any use.

But Hongyi is different. He has not made any great events in this period. But in Chenghao's left eye, he was originally in the top of his head and could not rush out of the barrier, which has already been freed from the confinement. Although it has not been completely rushed to the sky, he has extended his body and initially shows the life of flying dragon in the sky.

It is clear that this Hong Yi is the private son of this world, the son of the spirit which heaven and earth love. If he does not die, as long as he remains in this world, his Qi luck will be enhanced continuously until he becomes the highest in this world and even reaches the other shore.

"Unfortunately, I can stay in this world for a limited time, or I will be with this lucky son, and I will find more opportunities. The cultivation of Yang immortal Taoism will be much easier in the future."

With a deep sigh in his heart, Chenghao was helpless. The main world was relatively static in three years. That is to say, after he stayed in the world of Yang God for three years, the time flow rate of the main world would change, maybe it was in synchronization with the time of the world of Yang God, and maybe there would be time turbulence. There are too many uncertain factors, and Chenghao dare not take risks.

Stretched out a lazy, looking at the blue sky and sea connected together, Chenghao patted Hongyi on the shoulder. "I want to say that soldiers come to cover the water, worry is useless, some things are destined to hide, hiding is not to be away!"

During the conversation, Chenghao pointed to the front with his hand, "look, speaking of trouble, isn't this trouble coming?"

Hearing the words, Hong Yi's face suddenly changed greatly. Looking along the direction of Chenghao's fingers, the sea surface changed in a moment. The blue ocean turned into a silver light, and the chirping like flute sound came from the distant ocean.

"This is a trouble. The people who come are not hongxuanji and the people of the Da Luo school, but the silver shark king, Zen silver yarn, one of the eight demon immortals!"

"Zen silver yarn? How did you get her? "

Hearing this name, Chenghao is also a bit of headache. He is not worried about the martial arts and Taoism strong. But in this vast ocean, it is the home of the strong fairyland, especially the eight demon immortals and other old ghosts. It is absolutely difficult to play the terrible Taoist Arts far beyond his own strength in the ocean."This... I was out of my mind in the Jing Navy and swam freely in the sea. I took a pearl away from her, but I didn't expect to be watched."

"That's it

Hearing this, Cheng Hao was more or less gratified. It seemed that his luck was long and his chances were endless. At least, along with the chance, there would be countless crises.

Although Cheng Hao's luck is not enough, he won't come across any big crisis as long as he doesn't die. As long as he didn't stay with Hong Yi for more than a year before, he had a very stable life. This is an obvious evidence.

If you have gain, you will lose; if you lose, you will gain. If you drink a peck, this is also a cause and effect cycle.

"Be on your guard! Bowstring the crossbow! Bowman, get ready

No need for Hong Yi's command, the soldiers who have noticed the strange situation of the sea in the distance, under the command of a leader, have made preparations for the war in an orderly manner. As the elite soldiers of the Jing Navy in the South China Sea, their fighting quality is quite strong.

At this time, the sea, silent, a bright moon out to sea, hanging in the air, shine on the heaven and earth, such as washing, particularly clear, give people the feeling of washing.

Somehow, Hong Yi stepped up to the front of the deck, looked at the snow covered sea in the moonlight, and read a poem aloud.

"The moon is born on the sea. At this time, the lovers complain about the distant night, and they miss each other in the evening."

Poetry is a good poem, but at this moment when the battle is about to break out, Hong Yi's poem has a trace of ridicule. This is to compare the Zen silver yarn to his lover, and the other party came here to find him to complain about his love and resentment.

"You guy..."

Cheng Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes. Hong Yi's poem was just the fuse. Originally, the atmosphere of the sword was in full fury, and an invisible murderous spirit began to spread in Cheng Hao's perception.

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