The Pirate Empress is my wife, but I’m fooling around outside

Due to the relatively close distance to the current, there is no need for manpower to row at this time, and it is all relying on the huge suction force to drag the Ideal forward.

The warships behind them kept firing, seemingly to sink Brontë here.

Peach Rabbit has not yet made a move, perhaps in her opinion, the current is still too dangerous, it is not worth gambling with her life to personally capture the criminal, the best result is to let them bury at the bottom of the sea, and then go back to ask for credit.

However, this is just wishful thinking on her part.

Brontë, wearing a French mask, came to the stern, clenched his fists, and smashed it hard in the direction of the warship.

Suddenly, the atmosphere cracked, and the sea surface also surged, as if a major earthquake had occurred on the bottom of the sea.

The warship swayed from side to side, and some soldiers did not stand firm and fell heavily to the ground; There was a navy fire and accidentally injured its own people.

This blow, even if it is as strong as Vice Admiral Peach Rabbit, can not help but tremble, and can only order the warship to turn around.

Seeing the navy stop pursuing, everyone on board cheered, only Brontë shook his head slightly in disappointment.

Although the power of the Earthquake Fruit has been greatly improved, there is still a big gap compared to Whitebeard, and I don't know when it will be possible to stratify the sea, make the mountain collapse, and make the ground crack.

At this moment, the hull began to tilt, and the Ideal was released to climb along the current.

Brontë let everyone hide in the cabin and hold on to it, as for the guide bird, it had already flown back to Gaya Island, and at the moment it was estimated that it was napping leisurely in the forest.

Brontë was left outside alone, braving the storm and winds and waves to hang the sails on the boat.

Taking advantage of the wind blowing from the bottom of the sea, the feeling of flying the Ideal soars up, this feeling is more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

"Wow, oo

Brontë screamed, not out of fear, but because he was so excited that he couldn't help but want to roar a few times.

For pirates, adventure is perhaps the most desirable thing, which can be called a pirate speed bump.

Compared with the summit after climbing, the process of climbing to the top is the most memorable.

At this time, releasing the Ideal is like an eagle spreading its wings and flying high, clinging to the current and flying towards the clouds.

I don't know how long it took, the ship passed through the thick clouds and came to the White Sea, seven kilometers above the ground.

The picture in front of him stunned Brontë.

This is a world of clouds, white enough to make people think that they have reached a real wonderland, reminding Brontë of the scene from the porthole of an airplane in his past life.

After the ship landed safely, everyone in the cabin walked to the deck and looked at the endless sea of clouds, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"This is the legendary empty island? It's just beautiful!" Frankie couldn't help but praise.

Kalifa kicked him in the head, "See clearly, this is a cloud, not an island, you bastard." As

soon as Frankie tried to fight back, he saw a monster peeking out of the clouds.

Its head alone is several times larger than the Flying Ideal, and its size is comparable to the sea king below.

"This is an empty fish, a special fish that lives in the White Sea." Brontë quickly explained.

"White Sea, what White Sea, where is the sea?" French looked around.

"This sea of clouds is the White Sea, and the empty island is three kilometers above this sea."

"Still going up?" Just now, Franky remembered the experience just now, and he was afraid for a while, he no longer wanted to experience the taste of grabbing the ground with his head.

The giant beast rolled in the sea of clouds, and when it showed its full body, everyone was shocked.

This is actually a strange fish with a head much larger than its torso, saying that it is a fish, but it has a snake's tail, limbs like cow's hooves, and is covered with thick fur.

Good guy, it's totally four different.

Brontë also saw this magical creature for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh: "The big world, there are no wonders!"

Suddenly, a masked skateboarder man armed with a weapon launches a sneak attack on Kalifa.

The domineering royal sister sensed the danger and did not turn around, but a roundhouse kick, kicking the sneaker out and falling into the clouds below.

Everyone cheered up, but they didn't expect that there were other people in this sea of clouds, and it seemed to be very unfriendly.

Brontë knew that the sneak raiders just now were the descendants of Sandia warriors who had been washed into the sky with Gaya Island, and they had a feud with the indigenous angels.

However, just when everyone was wondering, the warrior once again found the right time and attacked Kalifa.

Kalifa stretched out her long legs and prepared to defend.

At this time, an old man riding a pegasus appeared and used the long gun in his hand to drive the sneakers away.

Then the pegasus slowly descended, and the old man looked at everyone and said: "Friends from Qinghai, hello, I am Sky Knight Ganfor, welcome to the empty island!"

Everyone looked at the old man in front of them who did not look like the Qinghai people, and his strange mount.

"Old man, how do you sell this horse?" Frankie's eyes lit up, staring at the transformed Pierre.

In his opinion, this strange-shaped creature is more precious than diamonds, and it is a treasure that every man cannot resist.

"Well, it's not a horse, it's a bird, a spotted bird." Ganfort explained helplessly.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, Pierre changed back to his original appearance, a large bird with a pointed beak.

"This is also amazing, how does it do it, it can change its body at will?"

"Oh, that's a long story, Pierre only acquired this ability after eating a strange fruit." Ganfort recalls the past.

"Fruit, what fruit?" Frankie continued to ask.

"Devil Fruit!" Brontë answered first.

"Oh, God, this is not fair, even a bird has a devil fruit, but Uncle Ben can't get anything, it's not fair, it's not fair!" Frankie raised his head to the sky.

Watching Franky's series of strange actions, Ganfort decided to leave the place as soon as possible, lest Pierre be remembered by thieves, and he didn't want to conflict with others because of this kind of thing.

"Young man, I wish you a happy journey!" After speaking, one person and one bird flew away.

As the episode ended, Brontë retracted his thoughts and ordered to move on.

Fly Ideal Hao through the clouds, and finally come to the Gate of Heaven to the White Sea.

This is the entrance to the kingdom of God, guarded by an old and debilitated mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law first introduced herself: "Hello friends from afar!" My name is Amazon, I am the surveillance officer of the Gate of Heaven, responsible for the routine inspection of inbound tourists, there are two ways to enter the country with paid entry and free entry, which one do you choose?

"Since there is a free one, who will spend that unjust money?" French thinks this setting is a bit brain-dead.

However, what shocked him was that Brontë obediently paid one million Bailey, that is, ten people present.

"What are you doing, are you brain-watting?" Franky was a little skeptical of his eyes, but anyone who was slightly more normal couldn't do such a thing.

"You don't understand!" Brontë didn't explain much, only replying with his simple three words.

Seeing that the other party wanted to pay, the smile on Amazon's mother-in-law's face disappeared in an instant, and now Franky was even more confused!

It seems that this old woman is not a normal person, she does not earn money, and her brain is clamped by the door! !

Franky suddenly didn't expect much from the empty island, only the horse just now... No, it was the bird that could pique his interest.

After paying the entry fee, everyone launched a final dash towards the empty island.

I saw a special express shrimp holding a large pincer, lifting the Wanli Sunshine high, and then along the cloud road, quickly running to the white sea located higher.

Just when it was about to reach the surface of the sea, the express shrimp threw it hard and threw the Flying Ideal directly out of the sea of clouds, and suddenly, a magnificent scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It turns out that above the sky, there are really floating islands.

Everyone felt like they were dreaming, and they were overwhelmed by the magic of nature and did not come to their senses for a long time.

Brontë was the first to jump out of the boat and head towards the island.

At this time, an angel with wings and a harp on his back approached him and greeted him warmly.