Mortal Mage

The group of strong men kept looking at Hao Fen, Zhu Ding, and Zhang Mingxuan.

The man in white robe looked at Zhang Mingxuan indifferently for a moment, then his gaze moved to Zhu Ding, and finally fell on the veiled Hao Fen, and a hint of covetousness flashed across his eyes.

Zhang Mingxuan held his breath and concentrated to avoid hearing the other party's conversation, while at the same time trying to restrain his own true energy.

With the other party's cultivation level, he can sense whether his subordinates' conversation is being eavesdropped.

He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

As soon as the ship leaves the shore and everything is stable, Ye Die Ye Wu will lead him out of this narrow and confined cabin.

At this time, the man in white robe whispered something to a big man beside him, and then one of them walked towards Zhang Mingxuan with an arrogant step.

"My son asks you if you want to sell this old man."

The big man pointed with his stubby fingers at Zhu Ding who was standing beside Zhang Mingxuan's ankle.

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head lightly.

"My son is willing to pay this amount."

The big man stretched out a six with one hand and squinted at Zhang Mingxuan.

"I heard that the master of this treasure ship is at the ninth level of weapon refining, and he has two deputy envoys at the eighth level of Qi refining, as well as more than a dozen supervisors of different cultivation levels."

(PS Official history: official position, equivalent to captain)

Zhang Mingxuan's smile gradually disappeared. He stared at the big man and said indifferently, "This is the treasure ship of the Song Dynasty, not the Daliang Dynasty."

Hearing this, the big man turned around and looked at the man in white robe in the corner. The man in white robe pinched his index finger with his thumb and gently made a tearing motion towards the big man.

Zhang Mingxuan didn't understand what the gesture meant.

At this moment, the big man suddenly reached out and pulled at Hao Fen's veil.

Hao Xun could have dodged it originally, but he thought that if he went too fast, he would subconsciously use his demonic power and reveal his aura, so he just used ordinary body movements to dodge.

The big man hooked a corner of the veil with his fingertips and pulled it off.

Suddenly, Haofen revealed her stunningly delicate face.

At this moment, all the "rat guests" in the bottom warehouse looked at Ju Haofen's face and were stunned at the same time.

After a few breaths, their burning eyes began to fill with desire and they swallowed subconsciously.

Although the women with their hands and feet tied had envy on their faces, they silently avoided Haofen's sight, as if they were thinking about Haofen's future situation and felt quite sympathetic towards her.

At this moment, the man in white robe was the first to react. He shifted his shocked gaze to Zhang Mingxuan's face, and spread his spiritual sense without hesitation; "Great Perfection of Weapon Refining?"

Hearing this, Zhang Mingxuan no longer concealed anything and used his spiritual sense to investigate further.

The other party, turned out to be also a master of weapon refining.

The man in white robe had a look of contempt on his face. He glanced at his men on both sides and made a quick chopping motion.

After receiving the order, the group of strong men stood up and surrounded Hao Fen and Zhu Ding.

Then, the man in white robe slapped the sachet on his waist, and with a "boom" sound, a fire sword with a "booming" flame burning on the sword appeared in his hand.

The fire sword was burning with flames, illuminating the entire cabin.

The scorching flames on the sword raised the surrounding temperature a bit.

This sword is obviously of mid-grade quality.

"I see it's not easy for you to cultivate to this level, so I'm giving you some advice."

The young man in white robe held the fire sword in one hand and bowed to Zhang Mingxuan with the other hand, his tone slightly mocking. "Let me borrow this 'wife' beside you and this jade carving craftsman for a while." He smiled contemptuously and pointed the fire sword in his hand at Zhang Mingxuan. "It doesn't matter if you don't know me, I can tell you." He snorted. "Six Gates."

"Six doors?"

"Six doors!"

"Six doors..."

The 'rat guests' around heard this and sighed in horror, while they could not help but move to the back corner to dodge.

The flames from the fire sword made Zhang Mingxuan's face slightly red.

He had also heard about the Six Gates from Ye Die.

The Six Gates was an office set up by the Emperor of the Song Dynasty to contain the Hidden Guards.

Therefore, it is not surprising that people from the Six Gates appeared on the official ship of the Hidden Guard Palace.

He originally thought that the man in white robe was from Liang State, but he did not expect that he was actually a spy sent by Song State to Liang State.

Since they were from the Song Dynasty, why didn't they board the ship as "wolf guests" but crowded in this narrow cabin with a group of rat guests?

At this time, the white-robed man in front of Zhang Mingxuan brought the fire sword in his hand closer to Zhang Mingxuan's chest again, and a hint of restlessness appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, the man in white robe was not willing to give Zhang Mingxuan too much time to think.

Seeing that the opponent was pressing forward step by step, Zhang Mingxuan gently stroked the ring on his finger, and in an instant, the eight-foot-long five-star spirit pattern spear was in his hand.

If this five-star spiritual pattern spear is only activated by one kind of spiritual power, it can only be regarded as a low-grade magic weapon, but if it is activated by five kinds of spiritual power at the same time, it will be a high-grade magic weapon.

He sent a message to Hao Fen, asking him not to reveal his demonic power, and then politely said to the man in white robes, "I'm afraid this treasure ship can't withstand the torment of the two of us."

If the two cultivators who have reached the great perfection of weapon refining really let loose and fought, they would be able to dismantle this treasure ship in no time.

"hehe."

The man in white robe sneered when he heard this, and then he inserted the flying sword in his hand into the storage bag on his waist with a "whoosh", his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent; "This man is called Zhu Ding." He lowered his head slightly, moved his gaze to the dwarf old man Zhu Ding beside Zhang Mingxuan's ankle, and continued in a cold voice; "I think since you, the Hidden Guard House, are not going to leave your identity as wolf guests, you must have other intentions, right? What are you after? Are you trying to usurp the throne?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around fell silent.

The other party who could call out the dwarf old man's name must be someone who knows the inside story very well.

But what the other party said clearly made him think that Zhang Mingxuan was a member of the Hidden Guards of the Song Dynasty.

In this case, Zhang Mingxuan had no choice but to play along and snorted; "The court has been exploiting people without limit, and the people have been at war for years. As the saying goes, the blue sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established. The year is..." He didn't know the country name and year of this world, so he couldn't make it up. So he played it easy, skipped the year and month, and added: "Good luck to the world."

Hearing this, the white-robed man's hands trembled, obviously shocked by what Zhang Mingxuan said, and his tone was a little heavy; "How dare the Eighth Prince!" Then he stepped back a few steps, as if he had figured something out, frowned, and said to Zhang Mingxuan; "Tell me, what's the age!"

"The Eighth Prince didn't say."

Zhang Mingxuan curled his lips.

How could he know the Eighth Prince? He was just taking advantage of the situation and doing what the other party wanted. He never expected that the other party could be so imaginative.

Upon hearing this, the man in white robe nodded imperceptibly.

Suddenly, he reached for the storage bag at his waist and pulled out the fire sword, but he did not strike it at Zhang Mingxuan. Instead, he turned around abruptly and slashed at several infantry followers behind him.

Seeing that the other party was targeting his men and not himself, Zhang Mingxuan protected the dwarf old man and Hao Fen and took two steps back.

Those dozen strong men never thought that their master would suddenly attack and kill them, and of course they dared not to resist.

The flaming sword shadow flew and slashed at the blocked bottom of the cabin, followed by the echoing scream of "Ah Wuu Wuu".

A moment later, the bottom of the cabin was stained with blood. After the man in white robe killed his men, he did not stop, but chopped at those innocent "rat guests".

A cultivator who had reached the pinnacle of refining magic and was holding a mid-grade magic sword faced this group of mortals as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

Before Zhang Mingxuan could react, there was no one alive except for the strong smell of blood.

"I am just a small soldier, I can't control what's going on in the sky." The man in white robe stretched out a finger and pointed upwards, then said apologetically, "You didn't say what you said just now, and I didn't hear it either, and these people died fighting each other for things." After he finished speaking, he took out a low-grade spirit stone from his storage bag and threw it on the ground, then slapped the entire storage bag into Zhang Mingxuan's hand, nodded slightly to him to show his apology, then stepped onto the escalator, knocked on the well window, and shouted upwards, "Open the cabin, open the cabin, I am the Six Gates' secret arrester Shang Hua."