Douluo: Take the First Poseidon’s Nine Tests

　　 after a while.

　　 The door of the cabin opened, and Hemingway held a tray in his hand on which was placed a piece of smoked fish and a small bowl of fresh water for soup.

　　 "Let's eat."

　　 Putting the tray on the table next to Purple Pearl, Hemingway squatted down and untied the rope tied to her hand so that she could eat by herself. Then he took out the flint and lighted the oil lamp in the cabin.

　　 The cabin that has become dim, this is an extra ray of light!

　　 On the ship that the two of them are currently riding on, apart from the necessary living equipment, there is nothing to eat. Fortunately, when Hemingway left the deserted island, just in case, he stored a large amount of smoked fish and most importantly fresh water in the Soul Guidance Device. It's considered crooked and straight.

　　 Of course, even if the fish and fresh water are not stored in advance, Hemingway can go directly into the sea to catch fish and eat them. As for the fresh water, he can use the ability of the flesh ball fruit to eject the salt in the sea. It's just a little troublesome to do so.

And the purple pearl with his hands untied remained silent, just rubbing the place where he was tightly bound by the rope, and then moving his still bound feet, sitting on the chair obediently, looking at the crude smoked fish on the tray. , And that small bowl of fresh water. I feel a little disgusted, when has she ever eaten this kind of thing?

　　 But there is no way. Now that he is a prisoner, it would be nice to have food. Purple Pearl knew very well that this was not a place where she could play Missy's temper. This man was not as gentle as he thought, and he really annoyed him, and he didn't know what he would do.

　　 And seeing Purple Pearl honestly grabbed the big piece of fish and nibbleed it in small bites. The unusually cooperative appearance made Hemingway, who thought it would take a lot of effort to force her to eat it, felt a little surprised. This woman is kind of interesting...

　　 Slowly found a place to sit down in the cabin, Hemingway closed his eyes, and silently began to meditate... To be honest, he is in a very bad state now, his mind was injured, and his internal organs were also severely shaken. The state can be said to be extremely bad!

　　 The best thing he should do now is to go to sleep and slowly recover from his mental trauma in his sleep, but now that he is chasing soldiers, Hemingway doesn't dare to fall asleep at all. I was afraid that I was asleep, and when I woke up again, I found that I was **** by the big five flowers and locked in a cage.

　　 This is something he cannot tolerate, so before he can be sure of his own safety, how can Hemingway dare to sleep? At most, closing your eyes and restoring your spirits, or restoring your spirit power with the help of meditation... The whole person is just relying on the tyrannical physique to hold on.

　　The six years of gravitational training on the desert island not only tempered Hemingway's will, but also gave him a tough body with amazing endurance!

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　　 Purple Pearl nibbled at the fish, while secretly observing the white-haired young man with his eyes closed not far away. He became more and more curious about this man full of secrets in his heart.

　　 After a while, I finally finished eating the fish seasoned with just a little salt. She gently covered her small mouth, feeling a little nauseous. He was taken care of by his father as a pirate king since he was a child. Where did Purple Pearl ever eat such a crude thing? It's just forcing myself to eat it.

　　 Realizing that she is a little nauseous, Zi Zhen hurriedly picked up the small bowl and drank the fresh water in it. The clear spring entered his throat, finally suppressing the vomit.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 With a long exhalation, Zi Zhenzhu quietly glanced at the white-haired young man who was still closing his eyes and rested, then looked at the rope tied to his feet, and hesitated. In the end, he didn't move the rope, but moved his steps hard, slowly approaching a small bed not far away. Then he sat down and glanced at Hemingway quietly again. Then he lay down on his side, making a look like he was going to sleep.

　　 The white-haired boy is still sitting cross-legged, silent. It was like falling into a deep-level cultivation state, this time seemed to be the best time to sneak attack or escape. But Zi Zhenzhu would not think that young people would be so careless, and now that her soul power is sealed, she is a weak woman who is not as good as ordinary people. In this vast sea, where can she escape?

　　 Thinking of this, Zi Zhenzhu sighed. Then slowly closed his eyes, immersed his mind in his body, and began to try to mobilize his soul power to break through the seal set by Hemingway...

　　 Purple Pearl's small movements were captured by Hemingway, who turned on his domineering look and feel, but he didn't reveal it. Instead, pretending to be ignorant, let her work hard. Anyway, with her strength, no matter what, it is impossible to break the seal formed by the armed color. It's better to give her a little hope, let her work slowly, don't make trouble for herself and Hemingway will burn the incense.

　　 After all, his current state is really not good... he doesn't have too much energy, so he should always beware of her.

　　Time, so quietly passing...

　　 Half a month has passed.

　　 In these days, Hemingway needs to get up to adjust the direction of the sails every day because of the changes in the wind direction. The rest of the time is either closing his eyes and restoring his mind, or he is meditating on running his soul power and repairing physical injuries. He didn't even dare to sleep, for fear that he would fall asleep, and when he woke up again, he would have lost his personal freedom.

　　 Compared with this, the hostage Purple Pearl has been very moist these days. It is time to eat and sleep. He cooperated very much and didn't make any drastic actions. Except for the occasional need to go to the toilet on the ship to solve physical problems, he has to blush and let him untie the ropes of his hands and feet. The remaining time is to meditate hard, trying to break the seal in the body... But no matter what she does , Can't shake the golden light in the body all the time.

　　 And the appearance of Purple Pearl's unusual cooperation, after a few days, Hemingway gradually let go of a little wariness. Later, I thought that she was sealed with spirit power and could not escape in this vast sea. He simply untied the ropes of her hands and feet, allowing her to move freely on the boat. It has been half a month now.

　　 Hemingway was not afraid that she would jump off the boat and escape, because even though he seemed to be meditating with his eyes closed most of the day, in fact, there was always a small part of what he saw and heard, locked on her. So once Zi Zhenzhu had the thought of running away, he could feel it immediately, and rushed over to subdue her instantly!

　　 Fortunately, perhaps because she knew that she couldn't escape, Zi Zhenzhu didn't want to escape, she was always safe and sound, and acted as a hostage honestly.

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this day.

　　 After half a month of recuperation, Hemingway finally repaired the internal organs that were damaged by the sound waves, and there was no major physical problem. It's just the mental aspect. Not only did it not get better, it seemed to be worse.

　　 This is normal, after all, his spirit has been tight for more than half a month! I haven't even slept before, at most I closed my eyes and calmed my mind, even because I was afraid that I would fall asleep accidentally, I didn't even dare to keep my eyes closed for too long. In such a state, it is no wonder that the mental trauma can be healed. No deterioration is already burning high incense.

　　 He can insist on not going to sleep for half a month, but it's just a force of will.

　　 Now that the physical trauma has been repaired~www.NovelMTL.com~, coupled with the calmness that has not been chasing soldiers for nearly half a month, and the appearance of the abnormal cooperation of the purple pearl as a hostage. After all, let him have the present in his heart and be safe for the time being. The thought that you can rest for a while.

　　 With the rise of this thought, it suddenly seemed to cause a chain reaction. The tight string in my mind seemed to break completely!

　　 At this moment, Hemingway only felt a sense of tiredness coming over!

　　 "Sleep for a while..."

　　 "I will sleep for a while..."

　　 "When I regain some energy, I will get up immediately..."

　　 "...When I find a safe place, I can rest as much as I can..."

　　 "...Hold on again, and you must wake up later, you must wake up..."

　　 In a daze, Hemingway maintained the posture of sitting and meditating like this, and his spirit fell into a deep sleep...

　　 Hemingway, who was only going to sleep for a short while, obviously overestimated his willpower. Mental trauma, coupled with the exhaustion of not sleeping for half a month... Once you fall asleep, how can you get up?

　　 This kind of turbulent sleepiness cannot be countered by will.

　　 persisted for half a month, but Hemingway still couldn't hold on anymore after all. The whole person fell into a deep, almost coma sleep...

　　 At this time, even if someone tied his five-flowers together, beat gongs and drums in his ears, or even stabbed him dozens of times with a knife, cutting off his limbs. He will never wake up, because this kind of sleep is not normal sleep. But the spirit reaches its limit and faints involuntarily.

　　 He has lost consciousness.

　　 Now he can only be slaughtered.