I am the Envoy of the Winter

On the contrary, the fisherman seemed to have gotten used to the environment here. After taking out his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, he continued to paddle forward.

Not long after walking forward, a large-scale relic suddenly appeared on the surface of the rainy sea, and its former glory can still be clearly discerned among the ruins.But time has passed, the glory is gone, and what is left is only a mess and the ivy covered with ancient monuments.

"There is Wumingzhai (zhai), also known as the realm of ignorance. I can't tell its history from my grandfather's generation. Anyway, it has always been deserted. It is said that the snake... the big god of the sea It was destroyed during the Eastern Expedition."

After the fisherman noticed that Bai Luo was looking at the relic, he introduced it in a low voice. Anyway, he had already collected the money, so he should be more dedicated to his work.

And it was necessary for him to explain why he was late.

But without waiting for his explanation, Bai Luo asked instead.

"Wouldn't it be closer to go from the Wuming Village? Why do you have to go around such a long way?"

Bai Luo had already observed the fisherman all the way. When he led the two of them on the sea, he would often observe the situation on the water surface and adjust the direction from time to time.

This also shows that the fisherman probably did not take the usual route, but chose another very unfamiliar route.This is not a good thing, because only a familiar route will ensure that there are no turbulence and hidden reefs, so that safety will be guaranteed.

What the fisherman is doing now is simply trying to die.

"My lord, you don't know. This Wuming village is also one of the places where the gods are enshrined. It is really fast to walk there, and it is also very safe. But after the town is destroyed, no one can stay there. Place, I have been groping for a long time to find a new route, otherwise I wouldn’t be so late.”

This is one of the reasons why the Rebels sent him a fisherman to pick them up.

The new route is still being planned, and now the only ones who have the ability to take them out of Haizhi Island are the fishermen who are familiar with the nearby waters, except for the fool's boat.

"Is that so?"

Bai Luo looked in that direction thoughtfully.

The fisherman was not lying because he could feel the danger over there.

"Ok?"

While observing, he seemed to be aware that another person was also observing him.

No... that's not like a human being!

Subconsciously, his hands rested on his backblade knife, and Bai Luo was ready to draw the knife.

sword.

That's right, he felt that what was watching him in the ruins was not a person, or even a living creature, but a sword.

After changing his career to Himura Kenshin, he is very keen on sword-related things, so he can't be wrong.

Inside, there was a [sword] staring at him.

"Is there anything else in here besides the ghost town?"

Putting his hand on the reverse blade, Bai Luo asked in a low voice.

It's like the 【Sword】 in the ruins that is afraid of being startled.

"It should be some monsters, right? After the gods broke out, some people had the courage to go in at the beginning, but they never came out after entering. Now, except for the monsters, no one dares to go in again."

The fisherman didn't notice that something was wrong with Bai Luo, but told the whole story.

Being late for so long, he naturally wanted to tell Bai Luo in this way that he didn't intend to be late on purpose, and there was indeed a reason for the incident.

monster?

Don't tell me it's a sea ghost inside.

In fact, regarding this Wuming Village, Bai Luo also vaguely remembered in his previous life that there was a monster with a sword, which seemed to be a sea chaos ghost?

It's a pity that this is just a side mission, and it's stinky and long. He didn't pay attention after doing it once, so he almost forgot about it.

"A sword?"

After Bai Luo decided to meet up with the rebels, he would first try to see if the so-called God of God could affect him, and if it didn't affect him, he would go here to explore.

He who wants to get the [Interpreter] is looking forward to whether the sword in it can give him a surprise.

"Keng--"

Just as Bai Luo was thinking about it, there seemed to be a sound of swords resounding between the heaven and the earth.

In this burst of sword cries, Bai Luo felt a little despair, unwillingness and madness.

Vaguely, he seemed to see an evil spirit roaring at him with a knife.

The evil ghost was hideous and terrifying, with an extremely distorted face. Just looking at her, he seemed to feel death.

"Shh-"

The two sword lights formed an X shape, stirring up a large wave and flying towards the dilapidated fishing boat.

These two sword lights are also attached with elemental energy, the front is wind and the back is ice.

The wind whipped up the waves, and the ice froze all the waves. After the two elements combined, a strange ice channel was formed on the sea surface.

"Cui... The God of God is angry!"

The fisherman is just an ordinary person, where has he seen such a formation?If it wasn't for Zhe Ping's sharp eyesight and quick hands in Wupengli, I'm afraid he would have been sitting in the sea at this time.

"Double Dragon Flash!"

Bai Luo's speed was more than doubled. He stepped on the edge of the fishing boat and flew up. The long sword in his hand directly defeated the opponent's two almost indiscriminate sword qi.

"boom--"

The wind and ice dual elements exploded, forming a huge ice platform on the sea surface.

Bai Luo stood firmly on the platform, looking towards the end of the "ice path".

Chapter 165 Invitation from the Puppet Sword Demon

There is no road in the world, and there will be a road when there are many people walking.

Sometimes you don't need to use walking if you want to open the way, maybe a sword will do.

At the end of the ice road, a humanoid monster is maintaining a state of swinging a sword, with a huge ghost face surrounding it, adding a little mystery to it.

It was wearing thick armor, fluffy white hair mixed with a dark blue similar to ice elements, and the spikes extending from the helmet looked like the sharp horns of ghosts, full of dignity and chill.

He couldn't see his face clearly under the helmet, because there was a worn-out talisman stuck there.

Perhaps it was because of the age, the talisman was dilapidated, as if a part was missing.

The weirdest thing is the silk threads all over its limbs and torso.

If it weren't for Bai Luo's eyesight that was better than that of ordinary people, I'm afraid he would have ignored the faintly visible threads.

The silk thread stretched all the way up, as if it was hidden in the void.

"Golem Sword Demon?!"

The other party's strange attire finally reminded Bai Luo of the monster in the mission.

Haichao ghost?No, it is much more advanced than Hai Chaogui.

It's not just that Little Brother Wanye's breakthrough material needs to be obtained from it. During the days when it entered the abyss, the proficiency of Bailuo's account was not very high, and he was not used to its attack methods. What a loss.

"This... how could this thing be here?!"

After seeing the puppet and sword ghost clearly, the fisherman was also surprised.

"It's usually near the head of the snake god, and as long as you don't get close to it, it won't attack people at will."

The fisherman finally understood why everyone who entered the Wuming Village disappeared. The origin of this puppet sword ghost is unknown, and its fighting power is even more astonishing.

Not to mention ordinary adventurers, even some God's Eye owners are not necessarily its opponents.

"It... seems to be inviting Mr. Himura to fight?"

Seeing the puppet sword ghost standing opposite Bai Luo, Zhe Ping had a guess of his own.

If it was in the past, Zheping's performance in the face of this puppet and sword ghost would definitely not be as good as this fisherman who has seen strong winds and waves.

But this period of training not only improved his swordsmanship and medical skills, but also improved his ability to withstand stress in a disguised form.

After all, being stabbed in the heart every day, no matter how timid a person is, he will develop a big heart.

in various senses.

"Well, it's an invitation to fight."

With the reverse blade sheathed, Bai Luo looked at the puppet sword ghost.

This sword ghost is not some kind of life form, but a man-made object.

It doesn't make a sound by itself, but uses the [sword] to make a sound.

And it realized that Bai Luo was one of the very few people who could [hear] Jian's words.

This sword is an invitation to fight, but also an invitation to talk.

but...i refuse

Bai Luo currently has no intention of fighting it.

As I said before, no matter what Bai Luo does, he always pursues safety.

Before he knew whether the god of evil could affect him, he would definitely not put himself in danger.

Reaching out from his pocket, Bai Luo took out a sunset fruit.

After swinging his arms around twice, he threw the sunset fruit in his hand at the puppet sword ghost.

Let this thing represent the agreement between them, and after finishing the matter at hand, he will definitely come to the appointment.

Seeing the sunset fruit flying towards him, the puppet sword ghost did not swing his knife this time, but subconsciously reached out to catch the fruit.

Its intelligence is not high, but it understands that this is not an attack.

Holding the fruit in his hand, the Puppet Sword Demon looked at Bai Luo again.

The sword intent soaring into the sky is not concealed at all.

But Bai Luo completely ignored his provocation, waved to it, and jumped back onto the boat.

After getting Bai Luo's permission, the fisherman rowed faster than before, wishing he could grow two more hands.

Only the puppet sword ghost was left holding the sunset fruit, standing on the edge of Wuming Village, looking a little at a loss.

In the cloudy rain, the puppet sword ghost looked at the direction the boat was leaving, and turned away after a long time.

"That stuff shouldn't be able to eat, right?"

After returning to the boat, Bai Luo remembered another thing.

The reason Qiqi can taste sour is because she used to be a human being, so she naturally has a human sense of taste.

What about the puppet sword ghost?

If my Sunset Fruit could even taste sour from the Puppet Sword Demon, that would be really amazing.

The incident with the puppet sword ghost was just a small episode. With the efforts of the fisherman, the boat arrived at a pier in a short period of time and gradually docked.

"There is a snake bone mine here. Most of Inazuma's minerals are produced from here. It was not until the shogunate and Fontaine collaborated to create the Mikage Hearth that it gradually disappeared. This pier was also very lively before."

After docking, the fisherman explained to Bai Luo.

Indeed, the wharf may seem a bit small, but basically it has everything, and even a small tower crane can be seen. From the various wooden boxes stacked next to it, it can be seen that this place was once prosperous.

As soon as the two landed, the rebels who had been hiding nearby came out from the shadows.

They got the news and came to pick them up in advance, but they didn't dare to show up casually because they were afraid of being discovered by the spies of the shogunate.

"Mr. Himura!"

The few rebels who came out held long guns and looked very excited.

They also knew about the fact that Ba Dao Zhai had arrived at Haizhi Island.

It's a pity that they still need to fight while they are on Bayun Island, and they don't have time to go back to Haizhi Island.

Now that they learned that this lord was coming to Bayun Island, they even took the initiative to ask to come to greet him regardless of the danger of the god.

One even took off his coir raincoat, intending to put it on for Bai Luo.

"Thank you everyone, let's go to the barracks first."

Bai Luo politely rejected the other party's coir raincoat, and held his own reverse blade knife with his backhand.

A scent of plum blossoms spread out, and everyone felt that the reverse blade knife in his hand turned into a red oiled paper umbrella.