Pirate Control Vector

Chapter 538 Red Flower II

When the setting sun is still blood red, the afterglow of the setting sun hangs against the western skyline.

The preferred place to sprinkle is the Zekelia Palace, located at the top of the Zekelia Kingdom, on the top of the snow peak. This is a luxurious palace made of blood and tears. The snow reflects its luster, even in the dark When it is time, it will also illuminate here.

Located in the center of the palace was a thin young man with a delicate face and red eyes revealing his identity, it was Fang Xing.He stepped on the lingering rhyme, and lightly shook those white hands with some disgust, as if he wanted to get rid of something stained on them. Behind him was a thick river of blood that was smudged with the lingering sunset. .

The king, the largest nobleman in a country, is also the person with the most respected status in the country, and he decides the fate of everyone in the country.

But such a person, the king of Zekelia, fell down in a pool of red blood in embarrassment at this moment, his body was covered with what he thought was dirty and dirty blood.There was full fear in his eyes, and his usually calm and prestige body trembled unconsciously.

"Bring him up." Fang Xing said softly, and as soon as the words fell, he had already stepped forward.

Mizel was stunned for a moment, and he turned his head to look at the miserable King.The king who was supposed to control the fate of others changed because of Fang Xing alone. Under his plain words, he was in awe of being the king who ruled the fate in turn.

He obeyed Fang Xing's order and walked forward. When carrying out this order, he didn't mean to be polite to this downcast king.Mizel's hand strangled the king's collar and dragged him out of the thick pool of blood, which dripped down the silk and satin in the words.Mizel dragged him and followed Fang Xing to a slightly cleaner place, but the stench of blood came here along the wind.

The king, who was roughly thrown on the ground, just got out of that environment, smelled the disgusting smell, and suddenly vomited on the ground.The appearance is stern, without the slightest taste of the identity of the king.

Zhepu, and even Mizel, who was once a navy man, did not show any sympathy for the king's behavior, and sympathy refers to people who deserve sympathy.Seeing the sorrow of the people of this country from the little girl, how could they have compassion?

Fang Xing frowned, although he tried his best to block the flow of air around him to isolate the smell, but looking at that appearance was unappetizing.

Mizel moved forward again, it seemed that it was because of Fang Xing's expression, and also because of the little girl's misery, that he made up his feet again on this pampered body.

"Where is Tezolo?" Fang Xing asked.

Hearing the question, the king of Zekelia got up in pain, and happened to be looking at his vomit again. He showed a disgusted look, and shrank back suddenly.The fat on his body couldn't keep up with the coordinated reaction. After making this movement all at once, it rolled twice on the ground like a rubber ball.

The king of Zekelia didn't have the strength to get up anymore. He was a king, and he had never suffered such a crime.There is a special car for traveling on weekdays, not to mention that there is no chance of falling, even if you do fall, other servants will rush to help you immediately.

His weakness made him unwilling to get up, but Mizel bluntly mended his foot.

When he was in the navy, he also met many such nobles, but without exception, the navy could not provide help at all, let alone beat such a guy.

It was the first time he felt the comfort of beating this kind of guy.However, when beating, he still deliberately controlled his strength, otherwise, even if his strength was not strong, the king of Zekelia would not be able to bear it.

Under the pain, the king of Zekelia had no choice but to straighten up, and hastily replied: "Tezolo, I just traded with him, a businessman. How could the king pay attention."

The king of Zekelia did not intend to hide the news for Tezolo at all. In his opinion, Tezolo was just a wealthy businessman, and his deal with him was just a businessman comparable to a slave. Its meant to make money.In this case, how could he conceal it, what he said was indeed the truth.

He naively thought that Fang Xing's goal was Tezolo, so he was implicated.And with this thought, he started to slander Tezolo instead. If it wasn't for that nasty businessman, he would have gotten into this kind of trouble?

"You do not know?"

"I really don't know." King Zekelia replied affirmatively, as if worried that Fang Xing would not believe it, his head nodded like a pounding garlic.

Fang Xing showed some helplessness, he sighed and said, "Then you are worthless."

It is an extremely simple truth that things of no value should be thrown away. King Zekelia did just that.So when Fang Xing uttered these words, he, who was stupid, could understand the meaning instantly. It was to make him end up like the trash who had just guarded him to death.

"Wait, wait!" King Zekelia said anxiously.

"Why should I wait? If it were you, would you wait?" Fang Xing asked.

In other words, he naturally wouldn't wait, because he wouldn't care about the thoughts of worthless people, even if they were valuable, he often didn't care.But the situation is different now, it is he who needs to wait now!King Zekelia anxiously thought he needed something to convince the butcher.

"I can give you a way to trade with him! Those boatmen must know where he is!" It was the best way King Zekelia could imagine.

It's just that this method was blocked by Fang Xing, "Kill you, I can also find those boatmen, I can also obtain their trading channels, and even let them lead the way."

King Zekelia was stunned, with a look of panic and fear on his face.As Fang Xing said, if this is the case, he will have no value left.

Just when he was feeling terrified, Fang Xing suddenly asked, "What's the deal with you?"

"It's just a normal slave trade," King Zekelia hurriedly replied.

Fang Xing showed a smile that was not a smile. He looked at King Zekelia, and his red eyes made King Zekelia's heart seep.

"Normal slave trading, do ordinary residents need to be used as slaves? And the number of transactions has exceeded [-]." Fang Xing asked flatly.

In his investigation, the people who trade have boyfriends and women, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are all middle-aged who can serve as laborers.

And the population of the entire island is only tens of thousands, and the real suitable labor force is only [-] to [-] after deducting the elderly, children, and people who are not suitable for age, and at least [-]% of them have disappeared at once, which is extremely scary. numbers.Can this kind of population trading be called normal?

"It is indeed an ordinary slave trade." The king of Zekelia hastily argued, in his opinion, the entire country is his property and his slaves, and selling some of them will not affect anything at all, and "An ordinary effort can sell for a high price of 20 Baileys..!"

An ordinary person has a high price of 20 Baileys, and 5000 people are worth a billion Baileys. If they are exchanged for gold, they can be filled with gold jewelry that can fill a small house. King Zekelia didn't think it was worthless.

Fang Xing sighed. He thought the king's appearance was a disguise, but now it seems that he "misunderstood" him, and he was too high-spirited.

"Who is in charge of these matters?" Fang Xing asked.

The king of Zekelia explained one by one that he didn't have that much thought, but he didn't know that if he said these things faster, he would die faster.He just imitated the subordinate slaves who flattered him in the past according to the impression he retained in his memory.

"I see."

Fang Xing took out a flower from his bosom that he had already picked when he climbed the snow-capped mountain.The words he narrated are generally very light. The color of this flower is also very light. The petals are white and transparent. They were "frozen" by the snow water. The king seemed to be looking at the place where he was.

"Zekelia flower" King Zekelia called out. He thought Fang Xing liked such flowers and wanted to introduce him graciously.

"Why is the color of this flower so pale?" Fang Xing said.

"It was originally this color." King Zekelia responded in embarrassment. If it was someone else, he would have let go of his voice and yelled loudly, "Flowers are originally this color, where did they come from? Why are there so many stupid words? Don't just die!" It's just that he doesn't occupy a dominant position now, if he wants to die like this, he can't say it, and he doesn't dare to say it.

"Is there a way to turn it red?"

King Zekelia wanted to throw the table and jump to vent his anger, but under the fear of death, he had to bow his head.He tried to come up with a method, "How about painting red with a pen?"

"I tried it... it will destroy the texture of the petals and lose its original appearance. It is not a Zekelia flower. And the texture of the flower is very thin and cannot be painted completely."

"Yes, yes, what you said is true." King Zekelia greeted with a smile.Where does he agree with what Fang Xing said, even if the Zekelia flower is burned, it is still the same flower, how could it not be, and he wants to paint the perfectly white flower red, and he prides himself on his character as this flawless white flower , This is simply insulting him!But he still had to smile.

"I have a way to make this flower turn red, but I need your cooperation."

"Despite your orders."

"Use your blood." Fang Xing said.

This sentence was said in a flat and indifferent manner, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him.He quietly raised his hand and delivered the verdict.

The blood splashed on the petals. Under Fang Xing's control, the blood flowed and tightly wrapped the petals. Under the surrounding cold temperature, the blood quickly condensed into a shape that wrapped the Zekelia flower. of ice.

The Zekelia flower, which was soaked in snow water, turned into a bright red flower soaked in blood water.

……

"Zekella flower, how can it turn red?"

As dusk fell, only the moonlight in the sky and a few rays of light from the house remained on the street, leading the road.

Like a question, more like a statement, Ivy continued her useless work.

The night is very cold, even though it is not a snow mountain, it is still bitingly cold under the influence of the snow mountain.

No one opened the room for Ivy. They were used to her shouts and her inquiries, so they chose to ignore them.Because no one wants to adopt a little girl when the king is already like this, adding a deadly burden to himself.

Ivy knocked on the door outside the house, but no one answered.There was light in the cracks in the room. She knew that there was no one inside, but when no one responded, she chose to leave, because she also knew that even if there was someone, it was a reaction of not wanting to open the door for her.She is like a pest, no one wants to welcome her wherever she goes.

She came to a slightly extravagant house, and a slightly brighter light shone from the inside.Ivy stretched out his hand, put his hand into the light, and rubbed it back and forth.Even though the light didn't really bring warmth, it brought her psychological comfort, which could make her feel warmer.

The cold wind blew, and Ivey tightened his coat. There were traces of damage on the coat made of cotton-padded jacket. A lot of cotton was still exposed, and traces of stitching could be vaguely seen on it. However, this technique was not good enough, causing the crack to open bigger.Ivy doesn’t know how to do needlework. In the past, her mother did it, and all she did was pass the needlework. Now that her mother is gone, she has to imitate sewing, but the technology is not up to standard.

Ai Wei withdrew and kneaded for a while, but he didn't see his warmed hands, and stretched his stiff little hands into his arms.The cold little hands, even though there was still a piece of clothing in the coat, made Ivy shiver involuntarily.She took out a large pancake from it, which was given to her by the old man yesterday, and she kept it until today because she ate the food provided by Zhepu yesterday.

Just as she was about to eat, harsh shouts came from inside the room.

"Go, go! Don't stay here!"

The people in the house seemed worried that Ivy would continue to stay under his window, and poured a basin of water directly outside.

Ivy's small body didn't dodge completely, and was half splashed by the water. The coat on the right hand was soaked, and the cold wind became even colder.Her body trembled, and her teeth chattered non-stop. She only felt uncomfortable in her mouth and nose, and her breathing was not smooth.

Suddenly, the cold was cut off, and she seemed to be scorched by the warm sun, and a warm coat appeared on her body.

It's just that someone was missing one piece. Ivy looked up at Fang Xing, who only had short sleeves left, and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

"It's not cold." Fang Xing said, his ability is doomed that he will not be afraid of severe cold and scorching heat, and he only wears a coat so that his dressing style is not too different from other people's and looks out of place.He put his hands on the coat, seemingly fixing the large coat to prevent it from falling off Ivy's body, but in fact he was using his ability to drive out the cold for Ivy.

Ivy didn't believe it, how could anyone give someone else such a warm coat on a cold windy night, and it wouldn't be cold?
"I'm done and I'm going back," Ivy said. "Put your coat back on."

"I have superpowers, and I'm not afraid of the cold at all." Fang Xing said vowedly, and then demonstrated. Under his guidance, the water on the already soaked clothes began to flow out, and it took only a while. The whole dress was dry and loose.

"That's amazing," Ivy said in surprise.

Fang Xing scraped up a layer of snow from the shallow snow layer on the ground and kneaded it into a ball.

"There are even more powerful ones. Try throwing them in the past. Didn't the family splash water just now? It's not too much for you to respond to a snowball." Fang Xing enlightened Ai Wei.

Ai Wei nodded, she didn't think much about it, she was indeed a little angry.She picked up the snowball that Fang Xing handed over, and with Fang Xing's help, she threw the snowball, aiming at the window.This can at least create a little movement, so that people in the room will notice, for example, startle.

boom!
As if being bombarded by a giant cannon, the entire window was blown out.Ai Wei was shocked, did she really throw it?There must be some kind of bomb hidden in the snowball.

But when she was in a daze, Fang Xing dragged her and ran to other places, "You have to run after you do something bad, you know? This lesson should make the people in that room unlucky for a while. This kind of weather But no one wants to go out and help him fix the house."

Ai Wei nodded blankly.

"By the way, there is one more thing for you."

Ai Wei just wanted to ask, but froze in place, a red Zekelia flower appeared in her eyes—even though she was asking that question, she knew that the old man was not lying, Zekelia flower There is no red one.But now, the red Zekelia flower was blooming in front of his eyes.

Under the surprised eyes of the little girl, the bright red Zekelia flower revealed a strange red light under the moonlight.

She panicked all of a sudden, not daring to admit it.Even though she has been chasing after the red Zekelia flower, she is unwilling to admit it when it really happened before her eyes.There were crystal tears in her eyeballs, and the red flowers appeared, but her parents did not.

(End of this chapter)