A Day in the Pirate World

Whether it is ability, domineering, or sword skills, in short, these need to be kept in a state of constant use.

Just like a car, if it is not driven for too long, various situations will appear.

The old man Karp is already over 70, and he often finds several mountains to practice his fists and maintain his physical condition, which is the reason.

Mo Sen never stopped exerting abilities on Flying Fish along the way, or it could rely on itself, and its speed would be at the level of the first-generation fighter, but with Mo Sen's ability, it would jump to the fourth generation in an instant.

Of course, this is just a metaphor.

The flying fish was getting faster and faster, and in just two minutes, there was no trace of it on the sea surface.

Soon his sight dimmed, and the flying fish suddenly got into the high-altitude Cudi cloud layer.

The resistance was slightly heavier than before, but it wasn't too much of a burden for Mo Sen. With his ability to cover the flying fish with fruit, the flying fish couldn't feel this resistance at all.

Flying fish continued to go up.

Suddenly, the light became brighter.

The flying fish passed through the cumulus clouds, and suddenly appeared above a piece of pure white clouds.

The sight is all white, and the clouds of various shapes seem to be painted on it, motionless.

click...

The glass shield was opened by Mo Sen from the inside, changing from the original full coverage to a convertible.

"Whoosh..."

"Hehe, the air here is a bit thin. Most people probably have to get used to it when they come here, but it doesn't matter, it's good when we get here."

"Is this the sky island? It's so white that you can't see anything, but it still looks very spectacular."

Hancock stood up following Mawson, and the two looked around. They were indeed surrounded by white clouds, and nothing else could be seen at all.

Moreover, the clouds here are different from ordinary ones.

Ordinary clouds are full of water vapor, and there is air flow, which will make the water vapor in the clouds fluctuate.

The things in front of me seem to be fixed, only the clouds below keep flowing, which is also the same as sea water, which is different from the illusory water vapor that seems to disperse at any time.

The flying fish was already floating above the clouds at this moment, and had no intention of falling down at all.

Well, gravity was suppressed by wt taking Mr. Newton's coffin board and it didn't play any role at all.

"No, this place should still belong to the empty sea area, and the empty island is still above."

Mo Sen looked at the permanent pointer still pointing upwards, and while answering Hancock's words, he took out a pair of binoculars from the side deck of the seat.

The line of sight is blocked here, and tools are still needed.

He looked around, and finally found a place that was different from other places.

"Fall?"

"No, it's not a waterfall, it's a waterfall of clouds."

Putting the telescope back in place, Mo Sen kicked the flying fish, controlled the direction, and headed towards the waterfall-like clouds.

Flying fish swimming in the empty sea has less resistance than the blue sea below, but at the same time the force is much smaller.

It's like you were walking in the sand, but suddenly you are walking in the cotton, and you will definitely feel a little uncomfortable at first.

Flying Fish was very awkward at first, but after swimming for a certain distance, he gradually got used to it and became more comfortable.

This is, after all, the instinct it lives on.

It also became much more stable when traveling.

Hancock leaned lightly on Mawson's shoulder, letting her hair fall on him, she murmured softly: "It's great to have you by my side, I really hope that time will stop like this."

Mo Sen looked away from afar and put it on Hancock's body, his face softened a lot: "With Hancock by your side, I also hope that time can stand still, and it would be best to be like this forever."

Hancock looked up and watched Mawson close his eyes gently, blinking his eyelashes as if he could speak.

Mo Sen's mouth is dry...

Salome continued to curl up behind the chair, and even stuck his head into the gap in the coiled body of his body, trying to keep out of sight and out of mind.

There is no way to live this day, even if you abuse a dog, but also abuse a snake!

The guide bird was also slapped in the face by the sudden dog food, but unfortunately they were heading in the south now, it couldn't turn around at all, it could only watch helplessly as the love between humans in front of them flew off.

I think it was also the most handsome boy in the southern forest of Gaya Island at the beginning, but unfortunately... the past is unbearable looking back at Yuemingzhong.

After this period of time, Flying Fish sailed with Mo Sen and had already opened his eyes. It seemed that he could feel this sweet and cloying breath, and his swimming speed slowed down a lot and became more stable.

A thief has eyesight.

"Flying fish, stop!"

Mo Sen suddenly made a sound and frowned.

Flying Fish stopped at the sound, and came to a sudden stop in the sea of ​​clouds.

At this time, the sea of ​​clouds in the distance was churning, and it seemed that there was a huge monster approaching here quickly under the sea of ​​clouds.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Mo Sen was a little speechless. It seemed that he was born to be destined for large sea kings and the like, whether it was the windless belt or here.