Pirate's I'll become stronger by fishing

Chapter 330

The huge shadow of the knife is like breaking bamboo. In a twinkling of an eye, it comes in front of Samak!

Under the shadow of the knife that was about to split the whole world, a great sense of life and death crisis suddenly appeared in Samak's heart!

"No... impossible!?!"

With a panic roar, Samak was bleeding!

He actually recovered some Qingming under the crisis of life and death.

At the moment of electro-optic flint, a huge bloody spear appeared and wrapped Samak in it.

It is also at this moment that the violent and terrible sword shadow just hit!

Boom!!!

"If you can stop this knife, you'll be awesome."

At the same time, Zhang Jun's voice of joking and self-confidence sounded quietly.

Then, at the moment when the sound dissipated, the blood red light suddenly lit up Zhang Jun's eyes!

"Lei zhe... Zhang Jun! It's not over... We will never... Let you go!!"

With the slow silence of the blood light all over the sky, Samak's heart breaking voice suddenly sounded!

His body has been broken into two sections, and his voice is very resentful!

"You... Guys?!"

Zhang Jun frowned, looked gloomy and turned to Samak.

However, at this time, Samak was completely out of breath, and his two bodies fell into the sea!

"It seems... It's not that simple!"

Zhang Jun muttered and turned to run towards the Dragon ten thousand miles.

"Lan Ling..."

When he came to the Dragon ten thousand miles, Zhang Jun whispered and helped Lan Ling sitting in class a up.

Lan Ling's cheeks were slightly red, his eyes glanced at basolomi nearby, and lowered his head gently.

"How are you?"

The corners of Zhang Jun's mouth made him smile, but he soon sank down, with a worried look in his eyes.

"Well... I'm just exhausted. Thanks to basolomi for blocking most of my attacks..."

Lan Ling had a faint and invisible happiness on his face. He looked at basolomi gratefully.

"That's good. Thank you, bear!"

Hearing Lan Ling's words, Zhang Jun turned his head and looked at the bear with the same gratitude.

Looking at basolomi's fractured right hand, Zhang Jun frowned. How can a robot treat it?!

"Yes."

Just as Zhang Jun was about to turn his head and continue to talk to Lan Ling, a very low voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh? Huh?!"

Zhang Jun opened his mouth in surprise and stared at the bear in disbelief.

"He... You... Huh?!"

Zhang Jun seemed to want to say something, but he was a little excited for a moment and didn't say it.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you. Basolomi seems to have recovered recently..."

Lan Ling looked at Zhang Jun, immediately showed a smile, and then hurried to speak.

"Recovered?!"

Suddenly, Zhang Jun opened his mouth in surprise and turned to the bear.

"One... One... Lord... Master!"

The bear stepped forward, bowed his head slightly and opened his mouth word by word.

His voice did lack a lot of mechanical sense, and he stammered.

"Master, what? Master, we are all brothers! Although we have not recovered much, we will do it step by step!"

Zhang Jun patted the bear's body and said happily.

"By the way, where did you send the others? Is it safe?"

Then Zhang Jun spoke slowly.

On one side, Lan Ling also turned to basolomi.

"I don't... I don't... know."

The bear's head slowly lifted up and began to speak word by word.

"But... Ann... Safe!"

When Zhang Jun was anxious, he began again word by word.

"Well... That's good!"

Zhang Jun felt a little strange, but he was relieved.

"I hope they can be safe."

Lan Ling whispered.

"Originally, I had something to do. Just in time, they should be able to get information soon when they go to that place. They should come to find us at that time."

Zhang Jun thought and opened his mouth lightly.

As a result, the Longteng Wanli was driven again. Although there were more scars on its body, it only hurt the epidermis, and there was no major injury.

So it's not a problem to continue driving!

…

Time passed slowly, on the other side of the sea.

On a seemingly ordinary Island, a bubble fell, and two boys, one big and one small, showed their origins.

"Where is this?"

Little Shilang raised his slightly dizzy head, looked around curiously, then his eyes were slightly bright and swallowed his saliva.

There are many strange trees around here. These trees bear huge fruits of all kinds and colors.

The plump fruits look very attractive.

"I... I don't know..."

Misoga shook his head, and a grunt sounded in his stomach.

They have been in the sky for so long and have nothing to eat. Now they are hungry!

"Aye! Aye!"

Just when misoga looked around at the fruit with bright eyes, but hesitated, he suddenly found that little Shiro had run under a tree and wanted to pick the fruit.

Next to the little Shirang, the lying bird also fluttered its wings and circled around the fruit.

He rushed up anxiously to stop him.

Katz!

With a crisp sound, little Shilang splashed the juice of the yellow fruit in his hand.

The liar also began to pick a fruit and peck it.

"Wow! Brother misoga! The fruit is delicious! It tastes like fried chicken!"

The young man chewed the pulp and opened his mouth happily.

"Really, really? Fried, fried chicken?"

Misoga slowly retracted his outstretched hand, swallowed his saliva and said curiously.

Little Shilang ate really delicious. His mouth couldn't stop. When he heard misoga's words, he just had time to nod hard.

"I... I'll try..."

Murmuring, misoga reached out and picked a fruit.

…

On the other side, there is also a bubble falling from the sky.

Ghost Mo Yan with pale complexion and hill with the same pale complexion showed their figure. On Hill's shoulder, a small Jiao roared and his stomach fluctuated slightly.

"Who are they?"

"Immortal?"

"Sky... Flying down from the sky?!"

The place where they landed was completely opposite to the deep mountains and forests like misoga. The place where they landed was a market where people came and went.

Around them, people were pointing timidly around them.

"First, get out of here."

Ghost Mo Yan whispered, pulled hill into a black eye and disappeared in place.

"Eh?!"

"People... People?!"

For a moment, people's emotions suddenly intensified, and the whole market was boiling.

"Cough!"

Soon, in a deserted Lane in the distance, ghost Mo Yan began to cough as soon as he appeared.

"Brother Mo Yan, don't do this again. You have to rest more. It takes time to fully recover from your injury."

Hill spoke with some concern and then began to look around.

Ghost Mo Yan heard that he didn't speak, but nodded.

Finally, several people chose a direction and walked slowly.