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“Young man, come up, old age send you over…”

The old man wearing the cloak stretched out his hand and sent an invitation to Qin Yang, and the moment he stretched out his hand, Qin Yang couldn’t help but feel his scalp numb, because he found this old man’s hand… It was actually pale without a trace of blood, and the skin was white, as if it had been soaked in water for a long time!

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yang set his gaze on the face of the old man of the bucket hat, because the light is very dark, and there is fog everywhere, so it is difficult to see the old man’s face clearly, plus the old man wears the bucket hat and lowers his head, Qin Yang deliberately lowers his body It is difficult to see the face of the old man!

“What are you?” Qin Yang has already held the short sword with his backhand, as long as there is the slightest change, he will not hesitate to strike!!

“Old Immortal is a ferryman of the Demon Cultivation Sea, specially carrying people with fortune!!” The old man’s voice was very hoarse, and the rhythm of his tone was also intermittent, and from beginning to end, the old man did not raise his head!

Ferryman ??

Qin Yang’s gaze deliberately turned to the top of the old man’s head, but the scene he saw made Qin Yang’s pupils shrink!

The top of the old man’s head … There is simply no name that NPCs should have, not even blood troughs, this phenomenon directly negates the identity of the old NPC, and the absence of blood troughs also negates the possibility of his wild monsters!!

Since it’s not an NPC… So the identity of the so-called ferryman … It was naturally overthrown!

“Young man, come up, you want to spend the Sea of Demon Cultivation… You only have this one choice!! The ferryman spoke again!

Looking at the entire sea area of the Demon Cultivation Sea, there is really no other way to pass, only by boat…

“Hmph… Pretend to be a ghost! ”

Qin Yang raised his hand and grabbed it, his figure instantly disappeared in place, and when he appeared again, he had already come behind the ferryman, holding the short sword in his hand, aiming at the ferryman’s vest and stabbing over!!

However, at the moment when the short sword of the dry general touched the old man’s body, suddenly, the figure of the ferryman disappeared, and Qin Yang’s attack was directly lost! !

This scene made Qin Yang even more uneasy, at this moment he was already standing on the small black wooden boat, the boat was broken, even the wood was partially decayed, and when he stepped on it, it cracked and turned into black wood slag, fortunately, the whole of the boat has not completely decayed, and it can still be used! ! !

The figure of the ferryman has disappeared, Qin Yang can’t detect the existence of any breath, just like before it appeared out of thin air, now it has disappeared out of thin air, but it still gives Qin Yang a very uneasy feeling, and his heart is suppressed with an indescribable feeling! ! !

There was only Qin Yang left on the ship, and Qin Yang scanned the ship, and suddenly his breath was almost held!!

There is an oil lamp at the bow of the boat, in which there is a cyan flame, the flame does not feel any temperature, but gives people a cold feeling, and at the same time the oil lamp also emits a very disgusting smell, this taste is a little indescribable, but Qin Yang always feels a little disgusted!

There are black blood stains on the deck, I don’t know how long it has existed, it has dried up, but you can still smell blood!!

In addition, what really made Qin Yang’s scalp tingle… It’s the broken sails hanging from the ship!

No…… It’s not so much the sails … Rather, rather…

Human skin!

Qin Yang took three steps backwards, and the whole person had a feeling of shock, he had a black face the whole time, and when he saw the true appearance of the sail, he was indeed shocked!

That’s right, it’s human skin, a shriveled human skin, and even this skin’s scalp is still connected with messy hair, the face expression is very hideous, under the blowing of the yin wind, the whole human skin is like teeth dancing claws, even Qin Yang was startled, if he changed to someone else, maybe he would be scared half to death! ! !

This scene is so weird, actually using human skin as a sail, this black ship is more and more invisible!

Wait, since the sails are human skins …

Qin Yang turned his head to look at the gently beating oil lamp, the flame was not bright, but no matter how the yin wind blew, the oil lamp would not go out, it was hard to imagine that it could keep burning in such a fantasy situation, it was really a little weird! ! !

“Wouldn’t it… It’s human oil! ”

Qin Yang’s mind buzzed, and the whole person felt bad!

No wonder he felt disgusting, this is obviously the smell emitted by the lamp oil, combined with the human skin fan, Qin Yang had to think that this is the oil extracted from the human body! ! !

It’s creepy when you think about it, human skin as a sail, human oil as a lamp…

“What people?”

Suddenly, Qin Yang felt that someone behind him slapped him again, but he turned back sharply, but he saw nothing, only the human skin was still fluttering with teeth and claws!

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or what, Qin Yang feels this human skin… As if smiling at him, just now it was still hideous, and now under the blowing of the yin wind, the human skin is constantly fluttering, maybe it is the yin and yang mistakes that form a smiling face! ! !

Qin Yang felt his scalp numb, he didn’t dare to stay on this ship, and in a flash, he left the ship and returned to the shore!

Even if he was far away, Qin Yang’s heart was still very depressed, as if there were many pairs of eyes staring at him nakedly, but Qin Yang couldn’t see anything at all, just had a feeling in the underworld!!

“Cultivating the Demon Sea…”

No wonder the legend of the Demon Cultivation Sea spread throughout the continent, this is so terrifying just on the shore, it is difficult to imagine what kind of great terror will happen in the sea…

The place where countless people are afraid of the wind is really not a wasted name! ! !

PS: Holding the grass, a person writing a supernatural plot in the room on the big night, scared me so that I didn’t dare to go to the toilet, this is the legendary self scared myself ?? Weak and pitiful and helpless!! _

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