The heavy rain continued. Feng Qinglang and the other three were moving forward in a dodgy manner, and found that there were quite a few men in black, looking for something all over the island. Feng Qinglang and Nan Xinghun secretly glanced at each other, and they could see doubts in each other's eyes.

, because the coordinates these people are looking for are so similar to the coordinates positioned by the Yun family.

Feng Qinglang thought, Sir Nan Ling, could it be that the earth-shattering secret you mentioned has actually been leaked...

A base that can control the dark red vortex is very attractive, but if you have to risk your life, Feng Qinglang will not accompany you. No hegemony is worth risking your life...

Unexpectedly, it was Nan Xinghun's turn to gain insight into Feng Qinglang's psychology this time, and said softly: "At least, they don't know which island it is, right?"

Feng Qinglang said with rare seriousness: "If you are faced with the judgment of life and death, you have to listen to me, can you do it?

Nan Xinghun hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

When they communicated, their voices were very soft. Poor Captain Jeffer only felt that he was a lamb being dragged into the slaughterhouse. Life and death depended on others' thoughts. How could he dare to eavesdrop? But even if he heard it, he would probably

He couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about. Every time they had similar exchanges, he could only stand a little further away.

The three of them sneaked along and had the opportunity to hear the conversations of these men in black several times. Unfortunately, they could not understand a word of it. Facing Nan Xinghun's questioning gaze, Feng Qinglang could only smile bitterly and shake his head, whispering: "

In recent years, aren't there rumors that there have been invasions of foreign pagans on the other side of the Dark Red Vortex? Maybe it's them.

Nan Xinghun understood what Feng Qinglang meant. Their language was not Alansian, nor Ancient Continental. But the appearance of these people looked just like most people in Stigmata, except that their clothes were simpler and simpler.

And looking at the material, it looks like it was specially made for sailing.

On the other side of the isolated island, they finally saw the enemy's temporary base

I remember that when we went out to sea at Lingyun Port, the two giant ships of the Yun family were like giants in the port. When they slowly sailed out of the port, they attracted many onlookers...

But in front of them, there were more than a dozen of these giants, and more than thirty frigates of the second size. When lightning cracked the night sky, they appeared in front of the three of them in a stunning way.

The shapes of these ships are obviously different from those of Stigmata. They are less gorgeous and more heavy. Especially the bow seats are all facing the direction of the island. Seen in the lightning, they look particularly ferocious.

After all, Jeffier was a native Stigma. Looking at the busy men in black on and off the boat, as well as the strict and orderly guards, he couldn't help but said in a voice: "They...are foreigners? Are they coming to invade us?"

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Feng Qinglang stared at the bow seats of the ships. It was an image of an angry man, with his clothes fluttering, as if he was really in a violent storm. He held a scepter in one hand, pointing straight ahead, and an olive branch in the other hand, protecting

The chest is extremely lifelike.

This is not the emblem that he is familiar with from any family or inheritance. Feng Qinglang turned to look at Nan Xinghun. The Nan family has been studying heraldry since they were young, and they must know many family crests lost in history, but Nan Xinghun shook his head.

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Feng Qinglang shrugged and said, "Okay, I'm pretty sure he's a foreigner."

Looking at this light -shaped attitude, Jefield was a little irritated by this female demon head. This is a foreign invader. How can you have a little attitude of the enemy? But when he thinks of the current master and consistent identity, he will be the whole person immediately.

No momentum.

I did not expect Feng Qinglang to continue to write down the sentence: "If the analysis of the herald science, the first seat of their boat is not like a barbarian, if it is possible, maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation."

Jeffier never felt so righteous. At this moment, he suddenly felt angry. The female demon still deliberately cooperated with a foreigner. Does he plan to be the traitor of the entire sacred trace?

What told him even more angry was that the four -eyed girl was a little happy to judge such a judgment, and said: "You mean, we can talk to them."

Feng Qinglang laughed: "Of course not now, how can the wolf group be negotiated with the rabbit? But in the future, maybe there will be such an opportunity ... In other words, their boat looks really good ..."

Nan Xinghun understands Feng Qinglang pointed out that when they want them to grow into a lion, they are qualified to cooperate with the wolf group. Otherwise, the Yun family temporary expedition group that was defeated just now is the best lesson.

Thinking of them step by step, they will go to that will have a brilliant future. She nodded, saying: "The boat is really good."

Jeffier was completely speechless. It turned out that the traitor was not one, but two. What he couldn't guess was that Feng Qinglang was not a sage marker at all.

A sense of belonging.

Feng Qinglang suddenly turned his head and said to Jefield: "What are you angry about? People are really invasion, and they will not choose a place where the holy marks are so far as a base. Don't drop the eyelids.

Seeing the cliff over there? Let's take a look from there, and then go to the front of you.

Jeffier's anger immediately became smoky under Miss Su Huolong's sharp eyes.

Foreigners talk about cooperation, whether it is the present, or in the future, after being filled with anger, they are not about their own affairs.

The three of them were around the periphery line and carefully observed it. It was an hour later. Feng Qing frowned lightly. He had several sets of plans to sneak into the ship, but none of them were all lost. The main problems came out.

When the language is not unreasonable, a mistake may fall into the siege. Even if you escape, if people are guarded, and if you want to mix it, it is quite difficult ...

At this time, a team of people happened to pass by under the tree, and they still spoke the language they didn't understand, but the tall man headed for the lean man seemed to listen to the following report.

: "Mr. Mirror, it seems not here ... We are conducting a second survey ... If it is not here, please ask Mr. Mirror to guide us ... Another island -like island."

This is clearly a word of holy marks. Although it is potholes, but anyway, it is a foreigner who knows the holy marks.

Feng Qinglang on the tree, decisively pointed the right hand down, and the index finger is slightly buckled.

The man named Mr. Mirror was slightly distressed, saying: "Master Andrews, we have found 38 similar islands around the dark red vortex. The island map you give is not detailed enough.

When do we have to find? "

The tall and thin man named Andruz kept a calm smile, but said in an unquestionable tone: "Find ... find it so far"

He paused, and his tone was much softer, saying: "Mr. Mirror, I heard ... you are a famous island painter in the southeast of the Sacred marks ... you must have a way, right?"

Mr. Jing sighed, and his power responded.
Chapter completed!