Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1138 Was Ransacked
In this infinite sea, it is not known how many people die every day, and these fishermen are no strangers to it.

Of course Mo Xian didn't die, but to these fishermen, he was already dead.

Seeing that everyone did not intend to let Mo Xian go, Ah Li hurriedly said loudly: "Let go of the sword, or they will really cut off your hand."

"Stop screaming, how could the dead hear you." Everyone laughed.

"This guy's skin is too thick, it seems that he can only saw it off." Everyone whispered.

I don't know if Ah Li's words had an effect, but the sword in Mo Xian's hand fell to the ground with a jingle.

"Hey, that's weird, it really works." Everyone was startled and said in surprise.

"Village Chief, he still has a ring on his hand, so it must be something common!" At this time, everyone discovered again.

The ring they are talking about is naturally the ring.

"Well, this man must have been rich and powerful in his lifetime. Search carefully, take away all the good things, and throw them into the pit over there." The village chief nodded happily and said.

Everyone happily searched on Mo Xian, but of course they would not find anything, after all, everything was in the ring.

Poor Mo Xian is now a strong six-star Martial King Realm, but he was ransacked by some fishermen.

Then, Mo Xian, who had no use value, was randomly thrown into a big pit.

That night, a celebration banquet was held in the fishing village to celebrate this huge harvest.

In the center of the fishing village, a huge bonfire was raised, with a cauldron placed on it.

What was stewed in the pot was the huge fish head.

The water in the iron pot kept churning, and the clear water in it gradually thickened, exuding bursts of strong fragrance.

The fish head can be said to be the essence, and this fish is not ordinary, so there is a pot of this excellent thick soup.

For these fishermen, if they can drink a few bowls, it will definitely play a powerful role in strengthening their bodies and nourishing blood and Qi.

The villagers sat around the bonfire, staring at the pot of thick soup with burning eyes, with a trace of greed on their faces, and against the backdrop of the fire, they looked quite sick.

Among them, there were naturally no figures of A Li and A Fa.

For them who have been holding back the village for a long time, they are naturally not qualified to participate in this kind of gathering.

And Mo Xian's sharp sword was hung in the most conspicuous place, emitting a sharp light in the darkness, looking down at everyone as if mockingly.

On the edge of the fishing village, in a dilapidated thatched hut, Ah Fa carefully controlled the heat and stewed a pot of soup, in which there was only a pitiful small piece of fish.

The strong scent from outside had already wafted in, Ah Li swallowed hard, and stared eagerly at the piece of fish in the pot.

"Hehe, it will be ready soon!" Ah Fa touched Ah Li's head and smiled, but he sighed in his heart.

Originally, he thought that he could get a decent piece of fish no matter what this time, but in the end, he only got a piece of fish tail that no one wanted.

"Father, is that big brother really dead during the day?" A Li asked suddenly.

"In that case, of course he is dead." Ah Fa was taken aback, not understanding why Ah Li would ask such a question.

"Oh!" Ah Li nodded, although even her own father said so, she firmly believed that Mo Xian was not dead.

"A Li, eat it!" A Fa dumped all the small amount of fish into a bowl, and handed it to A Li.

Ah Li didn't refuse either, and after taking it, he said, "Father, I want to go out to eat!"

"Well, don't run too far, and don't be seen by others." Ah Fa nodded. The surroundings of the fishing village are very peaceful and basically there is no danger.

"Yeah!" Ah Li nodded, then ran out with the bowl in hand.

Glancing enviously at the bonfire in the center of the village, and sniffling hard, Ah Li quietly trotted out of the village.

Soon, the surroundings became dark, and Ah Li's speed gradually slowed down, looking around in horror.

However, she did not choose to retreat, but continued to move forward, and soon after, she came to a hillside.

Below the hillside was a big pit, and Mo Xian lay quietly in it without any movement.

After seeing Mo Xian, Ah Li was not afraid, after all, she felt that Mo Xian was not dead yet.

She carefully slid down the hillside, and when she came to Mo Xian's side, she put her ear close to Mo Xian's chest, naturally not noticing her heartbeat.

Mo Xian is now in a state of self-protection after a serious injury, but to ordinary people, it is no different from death.

"Big brother, are you still alive?" A Li turned his head away in disappointment, and muttered to himself: "You must have not eaten for a long time, A Li brought you food."

After finishing speaking, Ah Li put the bowl in his hand next to Mo Xian, and then took out the steamed bun that had already hardened.

"Big brother, don't be shy, Ah Li turns his back on you and doesn't look at you." As Ah Li said, he finally glanced at the bowl of fish soup with some reluctance, then turned around, and began to chew on himself.

After nibbling, she turned around and found that the fish soup had not decreased, and a look of disappointment appeared on her small face.

"Big brother, I'm going back. If you wake up, eat alone. I'll come see you tomorrow." After standing for a while, Ah Li turned around and left, leaving behind the fish soup that night.

After returning, Ah Li made an excuse that he broke the bowl and fooled him.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the sea breeze blew through the small fishing village, making it extremely cold.

Little Ah Li lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Finally she got up, carefully hugged a quilt, ran to Mo Xian with difficulty, and gently covered him.

The surroundings are very dark, which is undoubtedly very difficult for the young A Li.

But Ah Li was very happy and felt that he had done a good deed.

After returning, she fell asleep contentedly.

In the early morning of the next day, a few villagers left the village beaming with Mo Xian's sword in their hands, obviously planning to sell it for a good price.

Ah Li got up early and ran to Mo Xian's place. The fish soup was still there that night, but it was already cold.

However, she was delighted to find that Mo Xian's posture seemed to have changed slightly.

She immediately called her father and secretly carried Mo Xian back.

The reason for being sneaky is that the villagers will never allow them to carry a dead person of unknown origin back to the village.

Ah Fa actually didn't believe that Mo Xian was still alive, but he didn't want to shatter the little hope in Ah Li's heart.

After all, he is rarely able to satisfy Ah Li's wishes.

But what made him curious was that Mo Xian's body was well preserved, completely different from the corpses they had seen by chance before.

This is also the reason why he agreed to hide Mo Xian at home, otherwise, no matter what, he would not get Mo Xian back.

After setting up Mo Xian, Ah Fa left.

Yesterday's harvest did not ease his plight. He still needs to help other people in the village do some hard work.

(End of this chapter)