Fairy’s Box

"Blackbeard Sea Area...Cake Island..."

Hailong chewed on these words while squinting at Kara, raised his eyebrows gradually, a hint of uncontrollable surprise in his eyes, and suddenly asked loudly:

"You mean... the pirate leader who replaced Charlotte is him!?"

"That's right."

Kara admitted frankly, and then added:

"We don't intend to hide you either. The purpose of His Excellency Governor's visit here is to completely destroy the Sea God Temple. In order to achieve this goal, he needs the power of the pirate forces. Therefore, you must forge a letter to form an alliance with the Ghost Fleet, the higher the authenticity. The better, if the Ghost Fleet can have a joint military exercise with you, that would be even better."

"..."

Hailong shook his head silently, his eyes flickered, and after a long time, he asked coldly:

"Why should I trust you?"

"We've already revealed our identity in the Uncharted Sea, isn't it enough to win your trust?" Karan touched the seawater on his face, looked at the other party through his fingers, and then said:

"If you still don't think it's enough, then you can go to Cake Island and face the Governor. He can teach you the essence of Half-Light Speed ​​Fist. That's enough, right?"

"Enough is enough..."

The dazzling sternness in Hailong's eyes gradually calmed down, raised his head again, and said without the slightest emotion:

"But...why do I believe that your governor has the ability to defeat the will of the deep sea? You know, even if it is not fully awakened, it has the power to approach the knight of the end, and it is definitely not an opponent that any deified knight can defeat."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Kara's eyes looked at each other like a sharp sword, raised his chin, and explained aggressively:

"The power currently possessed by His Excellency the Governor is very powerful, enough to be on a par with the lowest-level finalists. As long as it is a one-on-one battle, the will of the deep sea will undoubtedly be defeated."

"..."

Hailong's pupils condensed into two sharp bright spots, mechanically shook his head, took a deep breath of air, and spit out a few heavy syllables:

"This is impossible."

"You're just limited to your own mindset."

Kara instantly captured the wavering in the other party's eyes, and continued to increase the weight of the words according to the brewing rhetoric:

"Your Excellency the Governor has not only mastered the power that is comparable to the end, he can also share this power with others, otherwise... why do you think I am progressing so quickly?"

"Is that the golden fire of life?"

The doubts in Hailong's eyes disappeared in an instant, and all were replaced by a look of longing and greed. He leaned over and leaped in front of the other party, and asked with a frenzy on his face:

"Can he really give this power to others?"

"certainly."

"I understand……"

After Hailong got a definite answer, his expression returned to calm, and he retreated to the sea step by step, and his figure gradually sank into the water: "I will go and meet him in person... If the matter is true, then I will obey all his requirements. "

...

When the figure and breath of the sea dragon were completely gone, Kara and Nancy turned around one after another and cast their eyes into the depths of the houseboat. Yale walked out of the houseboat step by step, the breath all over his body was condensed and condensed, and there was no leakage.

He walked out of the houseboat, stood on the deck of the bow, looked at the sea with deep eyes, and said softly:

"Hailong is a person who will do anything to gain power. If he does what he likes, he can make him do what he wants. He is also a key figure for us to quickly integrate the pirate forces and deal with the ghost fleet."

"Boss, I don't understand..."

Kara spread her hands and asked with a puzzled face, "Why do you want me to tell him that our goal is to destroy the Sea God Temple?"

"It's just to confuse that guy. If he suddenly regrets it, he will also send false information to our enemy. In fact, I didn't tell you to lie. After obtaining the Ghost Fleet, it will be a foregone conclusion that the Sea God Temple will be reduced to ruins. ."

The black-haired knight withdrew his gaze, waved his hand to evoke a gust of wind, and pushed the light boat away from Bermuda quickly.

...

Endless flower sea, dream hall.

The afterglow fell, and the soft wind came slowly. The cool wind carried a light floral fragrance, which was refreshing.

The sea of ​​​​flowers forms waves of different colors of thin cool undulating, and rows of wooden fences that spread endlessly form thin embankments. The edges of the fences are filled with petals that are scattered all over the sky. As the waves spread, countless sweet petals are free and easy. .

In the endless sea of ​​flowers with rippling waves, a path of sheep's intestines split open, and Figores, dressed in a brown classic dress, strolled in his courtyard, walking slowly and demurely.

She held a silver chain in her hand and dragged it for a long walk in the sea of ​​flowers. The other end of the silver chain was connected to a collar, which was tightly wrapped around a slender, white neck. A young girl with fair complexion and a graceful figure was crawling on all fours like an animal in the sea of ​​flowers, following the traction of the silver chain.

The girl's hair is very long, and the hair is extremely delicate and soft, like snow-colored satin, covering half of her cheeks and her graceful back.

Bandage-like strips of white cloth were taut all over her body, which covered her body half-covered and half-exposed, outlining a perfect curve. Two plump and soft parts hung down and swayed gently with her steps.

The white porcelain-like slender arms and slender legs crawled on the petals, driving the elastic hips to swing, and at the junction of the back and the buttocks, there was a line of words - pet.

Figueres didn't walk much, and the frequency of his legs was not fast, it could even be said to be slow. But when she lifted her feet, the ground under her feet quickly shortened several times as if it had shrunk, and after her steps landed, it would return to its original length.

Therefore, the pace of the Queen of Flowers seems to be slow and elegant, but in fact it exceeds the running speed of an adult, and the pet girl behind her obviously does not have this treatment. Yibu also followed behind, and soon because he couldn't keep up with the speed, he was pulled sideways to the ground by the silver chain, setting off a rain curtain of petals.

"Is it not possible?"

Figores turned around with a chuckle, and walked in front of the pet girl with all manner of manners. She put her fingers on the other's chin, and with the other hand she brushed away the hair covering her cheeks—a flawless face as glamorous as a rose carved from ice. , appeared in front of the Tyrant of Flowers.

"..."

In Elena's sapphire-like eyes, two hazy runes were suspended. It was obvious that the spirit was controlled by some kind of magic.

"If you don't want to be punished, stand up." The Tyrant of Flowers smiled and looked at the pet he made with his own hands.

"Bah!"

Miss Wu Queen made a soft sheepish sound, her hands pressed against the ground, and she quickly propped up her upper body, looking at the master obsessively, waiting for the next step.

"Hahaha!"

Figuris walked behind her with a crisp smile, raised her right foot, and stepped on her boots on her buttocks, her fair and smooth buttocks were suddenly pressed into a sunken shoe print: "It won't be long before your last A trace of resistance will also disappear, when that time comes, you can be my pet with peace of mind."