Douluo: Xueluo Linglan

"The season of first kiss and goodbye..." Pulse Beast Xiuxiu sat on the rudder and read a poem.

Yuan Lang pinched Manji's face and continued the poem, "Didn't you already cry?"

"Manji doesn't seem to like hearing such little poems..."

Pulling away the captain's hands, Manji looked forward and said, "It's all the kind of rap that only those not-so-serious nymphos in the tavern can sing!"

"Well, Manji still knows how to be a nymphomaniac!"

"Master Man said that if you listen to this kind of stuff too much, you will become uneducated."

"Then look, am I well-educated?"

"I see, it's a bit lacking!"

"Haha..." Yuan Lang chuckled, "How pitiful Manji! He has to spend such a long time with such an uneducated and not serious nympho!"

The hull of the boat shook for a while, and Yuan Lang reached out to press down Manji who was knocked up, and said in a serious tone: "It seems that you have to face only half the hope of survival, Manji, now you know I am not lying to you!"

"Well, what is the hope of survival for those who stay?"

"one eighth!"

"Ah? Still more dangerous than us! Why?"

"We may get out of the twists and turns alive, or we may die in it, and the hope of survival is half; if we get out alive, but can't come back, they are also dead! If I come back to pick them up, but don't drive back, They still die!"

Manji turned to look at Yuanlang, "But isn't it true that the captain is the most dangerous one? He is always the one who dies in the end!"

"Wow, I know how to feel sorry for others! You're right, for me, I am alive only when the ship is there!"

While the two were talking, a burst of strong white light flashed out. Manji's eyes instantly went dark and he could no longer see anything. Yuan Lang had no reaction in the face of the dazzling white light, so he lifted him down and said, "Get ready to fight." !”

"Xiu Xiu is in place!" A young voice sounded.

Weilan Guangling behind the boat was also pierced by the white light. Even if he raised his hand to block it, he still lost his vision in an instant. The two people's hands were tightly held, and the soul power was enveloped layer by layer around them. They were not facing each other directly. That light was blinded for a while and then quickly recovered. However, the two people's vigilance was raised to the extreme. They didn't expect the real danger to come now!

Manji rubbed his eyes and said, "But I can't see anything now!"

"Just get used to it!" Yuan Lang steadily steered the rudder.

"Has the enemy started attacking yet?"

"Not yet, now we are just tampering with the flight path! We want to blind the opponent with strong light, lose control and crash into the dead space! Hum, we have enough energy to save a few detours with her." As he spoke, The distant waves turn the rudder.

Manji stood up gropingly, "Did you know there would be enemies here?"

"The enemy scared all the sea beasts here into the sea, how can we not be exposed?"

"You only have one eye, and yet you are so powerful!" Manji sighed.

Yuan Lang pulled the eyepatch from his left eye to his right eye, "Just switch it around!"

"Wow! That's amazing, it turns out you don't have one eye!" Manji also followed her example and covered one eye.

Yuan Lang handed the cup he had been holding to Manji. Manji tasted it tentatively and spit it out, "Ahem, why do you like to drink such terrible things!"

"This is a special nautical drink made by the Kiska people. It is good for your little head and can help you resist strong vibrations."

Qujing Zhou dived again and all eight sails were opened.

"Your cheeks..."

"It slipped gently..."

Yuanlang and Xiuxiu read out the first line of the poem, "The first level! The gill horns of the horsefish must be sailed close to the edge of the gill, the gill-shaped edge."

"I saw it too! Wow!"

The edges of the blue-purple marfish's gill horns are slightly curved in an arc shape, floating lightly, dimming and brightening, dreamy and mysterious like the skirt of a goddess, seemingly bright and beautiful, but hidden with murderous intent.

Behind the Qujing boat, two golden light groups slowly followed the boat's trajectory.

As the boat slowly sailed out of Maryu's Gill Corner, Manji looked at the distant waves and said, "It's amazing!"

"The edge of your cheeks slipped gently..." Yuan Lang's eyes were slightly blank.

"The fragrance of your cheeks slipped gently..." In the memory, the young girl Lin Yao had tears running down her cheeks, and a deep male voice read this poem.

"Are they your tears or mine." Xiu Xiu continued.