So What If You've Been Reborn?

Sweat broke out and slowly slid down.

His fingers tightly gripped Shi Feng's shoulder, even leaving clear red marks.

A two-day storm had just passed at sea, the deck outside the cabin was covered with rainwater, the sail was soaked, and it was drooping heavily on the mast, waiting for the boatman to slowly tear it off.

The wind and waves have not calmed down, and the atmosphere on board is stagnant.

Everyone's eyes swept back and forth in the sea, lest a monster suddenly appear.

After encountering Wuxuanniao and Evil Domain, the next ten days of voyage were all safe and sound.This made Zhan Yuanqiu also murmur in his heart: Yuanlou should have a backup, but now he disappeared, probably because he saw the situation was not good, so he decisively withdrew.

Zhan Yuanqiu was born as a casual cultivator, and has seen many battles.

——It seems that Bo Yuntian is also a formidable character by making a quick decision and leaving.

"Put down the sails, and ignore other semaphores."

Crossing the stormy ring sea means reaching a mirage.

The closer you are to your destination, the more lively the sea will be.

Those who can go to the mirage are definitely not ordinary people. The boats are as strong as one another. The sculptures decorated on the prow are luxurious, including ivory and the bones of deep-sea creatures, which are inlaid with various precious gems, shining brightly.

Some seven or eight feet high treasure ships are comparable to palace pavilions, and even the monks have their eyes straight.

Compare the height of the deck of that ship, and then look at the ship you are on.

"This is really..." The demon cultivators shook their heads, completely forgetting the satisfaction they felt when they first saw the boat.

Venerable Lietian saw everyone's greedy look, and said coldly: "What's the use of Shan Nai, is it a target? If you like it, you can use all your belongings to buy one at Mirage, and go by yourself when you go back."

The demon cultivators quickly shook their heads, what a joke, Yuanlou was still eyeing it, and why did they buy the boat, they didn't come to settle in the South China Sea!

Although the monk would not suffer from seasickness, he was not at all at ease when he swayed on the sea all day long.

"I don't know when the ship will arrive at the shore." Some people looked forward to it.

"Hey, there's a bigger ship ahead!"

Someone at the bow screamed in surprise, and the demon cultivators gathered around to look, all terrified.

When sailing on the sea, the first thing you see is the shadow of the sail in the extreme distance, and then you can gradually see the hull of the ship. In the distance, "that building ship" is majestic, like a palace, with layers of scales, carved beams and painted buildings.

How big and tall is this ship?

"Haha, there are a bunch of bumpkins."

Everyone glared and found that it was someone from another boat nearby.

"Take the binoculars and open your eyes." The man was covered with jewels, fat and fat, and looked arrogant.

Venerable Li Tian couldn't stand it anymore, and snorted: "It's not a boat, it's a mirage."

As the distance gradually approached, the demon cultivators finally saw thick white mist floating around the pavilions, like a fairyland.

"Where is the poverty, can you find a real sea market?" The fat man looked at the simple and unpretentious boat here, and said with disdain.

Due to the presence of the venerable, the demon cultivators held back their anger and watched the boat pass by here smoothly, heading towards the mirage.

Zhan Yuanqiu wondered why everyone's temper changed for the better today?He turned his head and found that Venerable Lietian was waiting for him to speak, and the Yuzhou Moxiu was the same, and the others did not dare to speak.

Zhan Yuanqiu was full of delicacy in the way that everyone acted according to his face.

Uh, it doesn't feel bad.

Even though it became like this in a daze, Zhan Yuanqiu still had to explain something out loud, otherwise these people would hold their breath, and he would be blamed again when things came to an end. Of course, Zhan Yuanqiu would not let this happen.

"The situation in the South China Sea is complicated. I don't know where Yuanlou is lurking. One thing more is worse than one thing less."

"That's right, you all give this seat a little peace of mind." Venerable Lietian said immediately.

All the devil cultivators had no choice but to swallow this breath, and agreed listlessly.

Individuals who were good at flattering said in a hurry: "Your Majesty has great insight, and the national teacher has a high vision. I can't wait."

Zhan Yuanqiu: ...

He closed his eyes to hide his complex emotions, and asked casually, "The mirage is approaching, should we call the Blood Demon and Mr. Chen?"

"No need!"

Unexpectedly, Venerable Sky Splitter made up his mind this time.

Zhan Yuanqiu looked at his brother in astonishment, only to hear Venerable Lietian say: "This fog is formed by the mirage spit out by the monster clam in the South China Sea. The real mirage is hidden deep in the fog. At that time, everyone will get out of the cabin and not see the mirage. Otherwise, the mild ones will lose their consciousness, and the serious ones will be confused and bleeding to death from seven orifices."

"Ah? My lord, what about our ship?"

"Driving into the mist, I will be picked up by the South China Sea Demon Cultivator."

If the clam demon feels that the people on this boat are not worthy of buying their own things, they will drive the boat out.

"So it is." Everyone sighed.

Seeing that Venerable Lietian left first, they followed suit one after another. No one wanted to make fun of their own lives.

Hearing this noisy movement across the cabin, Shi Feng's eyes suddenly became clear.

He gently stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Chen He, his sweaty skin pressed together without any gaps.

Chen Ho made a fuss a little absurdly. When he was drowsy, he gnawed on Shi Feng's neck and chest in a disorderly manner. Now there are bruised red marks everywhere, plus the fingerprints on his shoulders, indistinct in the darkened cabin. Chubby.

Shi Feng wiped the sweat off Chen He's face, the latter opened his eyes slightly, but was a little dazed because he was indulging in joy.

It took a while for Chen He to wake up, and he turned his head to kiss Shi Feng's elbow.

The licking was slightly itchy and ambiguous.

Shi Feng took a deep breath, barely restrained himself, and said in a low voice: "The boat is about to arrive, get up."

"Who said that..." Chen He originally held Shi Feng's arm with both hands, but now that he stopped, he couldn't hold it anymore. He swayed and lay down on Shi Feng's shoulder.

Man Sheng groaned.

The person on top trembled and tried to sit up straight again.

Shi Feng immediately got up and pressed Chen Ho's back to keep him from moving.

"You...Why are you doing this?" Shi Feng's voice was hoarse, and he covered Chen Ho completely in his arms.

The noise in the cabin was louder than before.

Shortness of breath.

Chen He struggled a bit and didn't get rid of the shackles. Just as he frowned, the sound of the boat shaking with the wind and waves made him twitch, his legs curled up, his voice was out of tune, and only broken and vague whimpers remained.

He stretched out his hand to touch Shi Feng's face drowsily.

——Shi Feng's slightly curved eyes are more beautiful than those reflecting the gorgeous Tangli. This kind of look will never be seen on weekdays. The corners of the eyes and the forehead are all crimson, and the long hair is scattered on the sweaty cheeks and shoulders. They were glued into strands, some were still attached to his arms, and even landed on Chen Ho's chest.

Just like what Mirage Pearl saw in his memory.

Chen He was satisfied, this is what he wanted and what he got.

Just now when he saw Shi Feng gradually displaying this demeanor, he was almost fascinated by it, his knees and legs were weak, and he swayed. Fortunately, when the storm came, Shi Feng didn't notice this gaffe.

Shi Feng bowed his head, and sent the true essence to Chen Ho.

When their lips and teeth touched, both of them struggled slightly, Shi Feng was surprised by Chen He's strength, Chen He was reluctant to let go.

When his inner breath calmed down and everything returned to calm, Shi Feng pressed his fingers on the center of Chen He's brows, guided the true energy obtained from the double cultivation just now, and temporarily sealed the mirage beads inside.

"Huh?" Chen Ho looked at his senior in a dull and dazed manner.

"After going out, recall Shi Zhonghuo and protect the Lingtai of the Purple Mansion. Do not use the mirage beads until you leave the mirage." The boat was getting closer and closer to the mirage, and Shi Feng could only rush to tell him.

Chen Ho stared at Shi Feng in a daze, as if he heard it, but didn't know what was going on.

"...The Ten Thousand Years Mirage Pearl will attract the clam monster's attention." Shi Feng could only remind again.

In fact, if the monster clam that spits out the mirage is of a different gender from the ten thousand-year mirage bead that Chen He got, the mirage on the sea will instinctively change, and "the scene that Chen Ho most wants" will appear. will make this happen.

"Forget it, you go to sleep." Shi Feng gave up talking serious things to his unconscious junior.

Chen Ho shook his head.

As he approached so recklessly, Shi Feng stopped breathing, and after a while he got up decisively and let Chen Ho lie back on the couch.

"Brother...you won't let me use the mirage pearl, what if I forgot you?" Chen He asked in a low voice.

He was exhausted, too sleepy to open his eyes, the soreness of his limbs and the satisfaction of his inner breath were all absurd results.

"Even if you forget me, it's still you." Shi Feng said softly.

"I shouldn't... If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have..." Chen He muttered angrily.

Shi Feng rearranged his clothes and gently persuaded him: "Brother will be here and will always be here."

"Well."

"Even if you don't remember, you won't leave."

Chen Ho didn't say a word, after a while, his breathing became even, and he fell into a deep sleep leaning on Shi Feng's arms.

Shi Feng untied the sound-isolating formation, threw out a piece of talisman at will, and wiped out the weird smell in the cabin. He also cleaned up the mess of clothes and bed, as if nothing had happened.

Shi Feng closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, the strange color at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes quickly faded away and disappeared without a trace.

Not long after, there was another noise outside the cabin.

"The fog is approaching, everyone leave the deck quickly... Don't worry about the rudder!"

Soon, the sound of water waves hitting the ship's side became the only sound, and the ship entered the thick fog and was floating along the water.The demon cultivators were apprehensive and only listened attentively to the movement outside.

Venerable Lie Tian sniffled, and looked at the next door suspiciously: Shi Feng just used a talisman?There is something wrong with the fluctuation of spiritual power, what are you doing to sweep the cabin with talismans?Could it be that he had to clean up the place where he lived before disembarking?

Zhan Yuanqiu didn't have such a high level of cultivation, so he was very happy not to find out, otherwise, if he guessed some clues, the national teacher's brows would be knit together again.

"boom."

The boat seemed to have hit a reef, and was pitched heavily.

The monks above Yuanying opened their eyes at the same time, and they felt that it was not a reef, but a clam shell the size of a millstone.

There are obviously countless clam monsters hidden in this sea area. The feeling of falling into the lair of monsters is really uncomfortable.