The strongest monk among pirates

Chapter 12 Navy Captain

"I want you to be a pirate with me"

It was already noon, the top of the mountain was still cold, the mountain wind was blowing, and Fang Han's voice was so loud that the birds that were accustomed to being quiet in the yew trees were frightened and flew high into the sky with doubtful expressions. His eyes glanced below, wondering why the boy became excited. Was it the mating season?

Fang Han stared at Guina, waiting for her answer.

"Are you going to be a pirate?" Kuina pulled back her hair and her eyes suddenly brightened in thought, "Zoron's target Hawkeye seems to be a pirate too. If you want to compete with him, you will definitely have to go to sea. Okay, I agree with you. "Pirate"

Guina answered quickly. She is aware. Although she is young, she knows that only by giving will she be rewarded, which is very valuable.

"Hehe" Fang Han smiled happily.

Gu Yina made a face at Fang Han. The way Fang Han smiled was really annoying. She came to the sprouting wood spirit root and squatted down with a look of expectation on her face. When will it grow up? Gu Yina turned her head and rushed Fang Han, who was still giggling, shouted, "When will it grow up?"

"Ah" Fang Han was stunned, then walked over, touched the saplings of Mu Linggen, and felt the vitality, and said, "If there is no spiritual energy to water it, it will take about three years. It will be almost three years before we go to sea. In this time is that OK"

"No problem." Guina ignored the annoying Fang Han and focused all her attention on the wood spirit root sapling. This small sapling carried her only hope, and nothing was more important than it.

Guina's change in attitude made Fang Han angry. Although he felt unhappy, he could do nothing about it. After thinking about it secretly, Fang Han used his spiritual thoughts to condense a sword and coated the surface of the divine thoughts sword with a layer of fire-attribute aura. The Shen Nian Sword suddenly turned fiery red, as if it had just been taken out of the stove. Fang Han handed the sword to Guina and said with a serious face, "The wood spirit root sapling is very important. It is a spiritual tree and will attract countless snakes, insects and beasts." , I can't stay on the top of the mountain all the time, so the task of guarding the wood spirit root saplings can only be completed by you. This divine sword with fire attribute aura can cause damage to living creatures. With your sword skills, I want to be on this island. There should be no wild beasts or humans that can cause damage to the woodling root saplings under your hands."

"I will protect it to the death and make it thrive." After receiving the Fire Spirit Spirit Sword, Kuina placed it on her chest and swore with a swordsman's swordsmanship.

Fang Han felt relieved about Kuina and left the top of the mountain after saying a few words. He first returned to Isshin Dojo, ate lunch cooked by Koushiro himself, and after four hours of sword practice, Fang Han planned to go to Blue Fantasy Coffee Room.

At this time, the villagers finished their busy work and gathered one after another, drinking beer boldly around the young girl singing and dancing, and it was a happy scene.

Fang Han lazily walked down the street with grass in his mouth. When he came to the Blue Fantasy Cafe, he found the elegant Mrs. Wallis carrying her luggage and locking the door of the cafe. Her eyes were full of tears. She seemed to be leaving.

"Mrs. Wallis, where are you going?" Fang Han stepped forward and asked hurriedly.

Mrs. Wallis turned around and saw Fang Han, one of the only three customers of Blue Fantasy, and smiled reluctantly, "I'm leaving Seymour Shimura, tonight, on Duke's ship."

"Leave" Fang Han was surprised and asked "Where are you going?"

Mrs. Wallis took one last look at the Blue Fantasy Coffee House, with mixed feelings in her heart. Even though she was reluctant to leave, she took a decisive step forward. When she passed by Fang Han, she softly replied, "Prague, the alchemical city."

Fang Han, the city of alchemy in Prague, was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of the place name before. It took him a while to come back to his senses. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wallis had already walked away. Fang Han was so anxious that he pulled his neck and shouted, "Mrs. Wallis." , When will Uncle Rick Jones come back?"

"He's not coming back." Mrs. Wallis's figure gradually disappeared.

Fang Han stood still for ten seconds, constantly saying that Uncle Rick Jones is not coming back, he is not coming back.

As night fell, Fang Han sat alone on the cliff on the coast, silently staring at the dark sea. The waves hit the cliff, causing countless waves to hit Fang Han's head.

"I have decided to go to the sea in three years. I have tried all the plants on the island, and there is no aura. However, the most mysterious place in the world is the vast sea. I think there must be something I want in the sea. Continue Exercise your body and enhance your strength. In three years’ time, go to sea to look for opportunities to advance. But you can’t say for sure about opportunities. Maybe you don’t need to wait three years.”

Fang Han now has five pedestals, only the Fiery pedestal is left with a small amount of spiritual energy, which is his way to save his life at the bottom of the box. Over the years Seymour Shimura has lived, he has searched all over the island, but there is still no sign of spiritual energy, but he is not worried, because the treasures of the pirate world are all in the sea.

He looked at the rough sea, and his thoughts continued to expand

At this moment, five nautical miles west of the island where Seymour Shimura is located, a naval warship is sailing quickly, and its destination is Seymour Shimura.

"I am so great"

In the cabin, the lights are dark, and the back of a tall man can be faintly seen. He is sitting on a huge chair, shaking a glass filled with red wine with his right hand, and flicking the cigarette ashes with his left hand. The white smoke rises slowly, lingering in his short yellow hair. .

"No one in this world is greater than me." The man's tone was a little crazy and narcissistic. Suddenly, the veins on his forehead popped out, like a beast roaring hoarsely. "But, those damn old men at the Navy Headquarters actually sent a great I, Colonel Morgan, am a damn bastard for coming to station in such a remote and poor village."

"Snapped"

The man named Morgan, who claimed to be a great naval colonel, had a distorted face and smashed the wine glass in his hand. The red wine flowing on the ground was bloody.

"Colonel Morgan, Colonel Morgan has arrived. It's time for us to arrive at Seymour Shimura." A young naval soldier wearing a sailor uniform walked into the cabin and saluted Colonel Morgan on the back with a nervous expression on his face.

"Oh" Morgan put his face on his right fist, tilted his head and said, "I didn't hear what you called me clearly. Say it again."

"Gudu"

The young soldier swallowed, his face full of fear, his whole body trembling, and he stammered, "Yes, yes, report to the great and great Colonel Morgan, we, we"

"Where are the villagers who welcomed me?" Morgan interrupted the young soldier. "If there is no grand welcome banquet, the great me will be very angry."

"Well, that great Colonel Morgan, it's night now, and the villagers of Seymour Village don't know that you are coming to garrison, so" Morgan turned around suddenly, and looked at the young soldier with a pair of cold and inhuman eyes. The young soldier suddenly said in fright. Speechless.

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