Arabastan Kingdom, Narohala.
It was a city built beside the desert and the sea. It could also be said to be a border town of the Kingdom of Arabastan.
"We're here." Huang Fei pointed at the town not far away." You should get off the ship.”
Nicole, Robin, and Mr. 8 turned their heads at the same time. The latter stared at Huang Fei as if he was looking at an idiot." Mr. Huang Fei, that's Rohala. It's just a neighboring city of Arabastan."”
" Who cares if you die?" Huang Fei pouted and replied disdainfully.
"Our destination is the City of Dreams, Rainy Land.”Nicole Robin said leisurely.
Huang Fei waved his hand." Oh, goodbye. I wish you a safe journey."”
Mr. 8 spread his hands, indicating that he couldn't hear her." I'm going somewhere. I'll be back in a while."”
As he spoke, he looked warily at Nicole Robin. Her appearance was completely different from before. She no longer acted like a lackey.
"Aren't you leaving?" Seeing Nicole and Robin lying on the recliner and basking in the sun again, Huang Fei was a little confused.
She shook her head." I'll get off the boat when we reach the rain.”
After saying that, she ignored Huang Fei and continued to drink her black tea and read her book.
Fine, they were all masters.
Since that was the case, Huang Fei could not be bothered with the two of them. There were two more good-for-nothings in the tavern. The food had been eaten up, so he could replenish his food and drinking water first.
After all, it was a country built in the desert. From the moment they approached this place, they were cared for by the scorching sun. They felt uncomfortable.
Speaking of which, it had been three years since the last rainfall in the entire Arabastan. He really didn't know how these people survived.
The bustling town was not much different from other cities. Those who did business still did business, and those who needed to live still maintained their lives.
"Eh, there's actually a donkey meat seller." The aroma of the barbecue assailed his nostrils. Huang Fei could not help but drool. He had forgotten how long it had been since he had eaten skewers.
Thinking back to his previous life, beer and skewers were a must-have on a hot summer day.
"You actually want 300,000 Bailey? Do you even have the right to sell a knife like this?”The sudden voice attracted Huang Fei's attention. It was a woman's voice, and it was very familiar.
He had a bad premonition.
As soon as he put away the skewers, the crowd in front of him dispersed. Huang Fei finally saw the girl who was quarreling with the stall owner.
The girl was dressed like an ordinary person, but the long saber hanging at her waist was hard to miss from Huang Fei. There was only one girl in Hua Zhou who had that long saber, and that was Dasiqi.
This was terrible. If Huang Fei wanted to meet someone he didn't want to meet, he would definitely be at the top of the list.
Perhaps because of his keen senses as a swordsman, Deski turned around and looked in Huang Fei's direction. He saw a familiar thin figure with a dark jade wine gourd hanging on his waist. It was him.
"Huang Fei, I've caught you!" Deski gritted her teeth and glared at the man with the kebab in his mouth.”
Her expression was complicated, but her eyes were determined. The moment she recognized Huang Fei, she immediately grabbed the hilt of her sword and appeared in front of him in a flash.
Without any hesitation, she drew her sword and slashed. She only had one purpose for coming to the Great Sea Route, and that was to catch Huang Fei, the villain, and throw him into prison to be reformed. Then, she would let him join the navy.
If he let Huang Fei work under him, he could scold him every day.
"Sigh." Huang Fei sighed and blocked the long saber with his wine gourd.
What a coincidence. He didn't expect to meet Daski here. This kind girl was simply one-track-minded and couldn't talk properly.
"Huang Fei, you can't escape." It was another stern male voice. The hissing sound was accompanied by white smoke.
"He really is persistent." Huang Fei felt helpless.
As expected, wherever Dusky was, Smog was also there. The Sickle Fruit was no match for the Smoky Fruit aptitude user.
There was no need to waste his energy here. The wine gourd released a faint black light and shook away the smoke that surrounded them. Huang Fei took the opportunity to jump out of the encirclement and run away. Anyway, he had already bought all the supplies.
It wasn't easy for him to meet Huang Fei in Alabastan. How could he let him go so easily?
"Colonel." "Why don't you let me chase after him?" asked Dusky in confusion when he saw the hand that stopped him.”
" You forgot about the straw hat boy and his gang who arrived earlier. Huang Fei should have the same purpose for appearing here. Let's go to the rain land directly."”
"Yes." As he watched the familiar figure disappear, he clenched his fists.
On the way back to the tavern, Huang Fei saw the furtive Mr. 8 with curly hair. Today was really exciting, just like a movie.
Mr. 8 was arguing with someone. Huang Fei quietly walked closer and heard the voice." Why won't you help me? I've already said that I have control over the vice president of Baroque Workshop. As long as you send troops at the critical moment."”
Bang! The other party didn't listen to Mr. 8's nonsense at all. The baseball bat smashed directly at his head.
Mr. 8, who was in pain, did not retreat. He stood still with his forehead covered in red, which made Huang Fei look at him in a new light.
"Stop joking. What did our king do? He has already given up on this country. Our king has personally destroyed his city.”The man was very excited." Ikarim, go back and tell the king that we rebels will personally take his head.”
Each of them gave Mr. 8 a blow, and the latter immediately fell to the ground, covered in wounds. Even so, he still tried his best to grab the pants of the leader.
"No, the king didn't let us down.”
The man who claimed to be a rebel soldier was furious. He glared at the man and slashed down mercilessly with his saber. He wanted to chop off the head of this eyesore.
What bullsh * t king? Three years ago, to the rebel army, this country no longer had a king.
"Die."
"Whoosh!"
"Clang!"
The broadsword suddenly broke, and the crack grazed Mr. 8's neck as it fell. The other side spun a few times before falling to the ground.
"Who is it?" The leader of the rebel army did not expect someone to interfere in the dark.
"Good dogs don't block the way." It was a calm tone, but anyone could hear how arrogant the person who spoke was.
"Huang…Mister Huang Fei." Mr. 8 wiped his blood-stained eyes and shouted at the thin figure that suddenly appeared.
Huang Fei grabbed the rope of the wine gourd and swung it over his shoulder. After drinking a mouthful of wine, he deliberately emphasized," Good dogs don't block the way. Get lost."”
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