I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Hearing Yang Zhao's words, Shang Jia's eyes lit up immediately, and she didn't know what to think of. She stopped playing with the camera in her hand, and with a weird smile on her face, she took out the magic weapon and started outputting crazily.

It's just that Yang Zhao didn't know what was written, after all, she didn't dare to go over by herself.

Shang Jia's attitude towards Yang Zhao has always been very amiable, but after all, this person is a Jindanqi senior, and he can be kind, but she can't make progress.

After a while, the supervisor came again and asked for instructions on Kaimaiye.

As time went by, Heizhu Island became more and more silent. Not everyone was a cultivator and could endure the night here.

Yang Zhao sat on the chair and closed his eyes to meditate.

She and Shang Jia are in Zhentao Town, where the formations of the sea field are still half-finished, and all kinds of materials for building the formations are locked in a few storerooms in the town with only one lock.

This thing prevents gentlemen but not villains, let alone pirates. The reason why they guard here is that they are afraid that these pirates will take all these building materials away.

In a trance, when Yang Zhao's thoughts were a little dappled, he suddenly heard the sound of the waves outside.

Yang Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

"Visitors!"

Shang Jia put down the camera that had been dismantled into parts, reached out and pulled out a whip, and walked out of the room with one stride.

Yang Zhao touched a wooden frog from his arms, threw it to the ground, and crushed it with one foot.

At the moment when the wooden frog shattered, loud frog cries were heard in specific locations in various towns on the entire island.

The cry of the frog seemed to have touched a switch.
Originally, Silent Island seemed to come alive all of a sudden.

Wait for Yang Zhao to come out of the house.

The retreating bugles sounded one after another, the cries of children, the frightened complaints of adults, and the excited cries of the little bean people could be heard endlessly.

But no matter what, the big shadow of pirates enveloped everyone equally, and the blaring of bugles was desperately urging them to leave the warm bed quickly.

The gold and silver at home are all they carry with them. For things like bedding and furniture, Yang Zhao has already stated in the "List of Wartime Rewards and Pensions on Heizhu Island" that they will guarantee compensation.

They simply threw these things directly in the house and left them alone.

In many cases, workers are very executive.

These people retreated with their families, and they did not dare to light torches in the face of the threat of pirates.

Those who can only leave the house and the neighbors on the left and right form a small team, and follow the guide Xiaodouman while saying "go fast, fast go" in Chinese, and withdraw from the town to the island in an orderly manner, following the example of the drill a few days ago.

This orderly also just means that no stampede happened.

As for the queue or something, no one counted on it.

In the dark and wild night, it is not easy to do this.

These workers are very experienced, as long as there are pirates on the island, they will not stay in the town.

This is the lesson left to them by the blood and tears of human beings a year ago.

The buildings in the town are all made of wood, and there are no fire-proof buildings. With a single fireball, the whole town can be burned into a sea of ​​flames.

It is difficult for mortals to survive in this sea of ​​fire.

Of course, some did not leave. Teams of Xiaodou people carried cans of sealed white phosphorus on their backs. They went against the flow of people like fish swimming in the small town, and found the place they had long been optimistic about before lying down.

Even if they didn't see a single enemy, these little bean people kept their eyes fixed on the dark night without slacking off.

Yang Zhao flew into the mid-air. At this time, many people had already flown in the sky of Black Pig Island, and they all began to observe the battle situation at sea.

She followed behind Shang Jia, and turned her head to look closely at the direction of the roaring waves.

I saw the sound of fighting in the southeast of the island.

"That direction is senior Liu Fengzhou."

Liu Fengzhou, a sea snake in the Jindan period, is usually taciturn and doesn't like to talk. He likes a snake to float on the surface of the sea and sleep with the swaying waves.

He doesn't care about everything, and doesn't like to show his face. Except when Yang Zhao is paying his salary, he basically doesn't touch him, and the whole snake has a very low sense of existence.

Unexpectedly, he would be the first to find pirates there.

Yang Zhao vaguely heard a few screams, and before the brilliance of spells bloomed, Liu Fengzhou fell silent again.

Like the waves, that scream is fake.

This kind of silence made Yang Zhao feel uneasy, and within a few minutes of silence, Liu Fengzhou's fighting skills were brilliant.

Under the reflection of the magic light, Yang Zhao finally saw the figures of the pirates. There seemed to be more than a dozen of them on the surface of the water, but the underwater ones were unknown.

Yang Zhao heard someone shout: "Be careful, this sea tribe is poisonous!"

A rough voice came along the sea breeze, and the words were strangely tuned, and the voice seemed to have its own 360-degree surround sound.

"For the sake of you and I being sea clansmen, get out of the way quickly, or I'll take your snake skin and stab your snake gall!"

A huge black figure emerged from the sea, and the rest of the small figures retreated to his sides.

Yang Zhao was far away and didn't hear what Liu Fengzhou said, but what he should have said was not very pleasant to me. When the rough voice came again, there was already obvious anger.

"Things that don't know good and bad, I'm going to use your snake skin to make a whip today!"

In the end, the huge black shadow was shot on the surface of the water, the waves churned, and the sound of the waves shook the sky.

Not long after the fight with Liu Fengzhou, huge tentacles stretched out from the sea to the west and lashed like a whip.

Yang Zhao looked back, only to hear a click, and a boat's shadow suddenly appeared on the originally empty water.

And this clicking sound is the sound of the hull breaking.

As the hull shattered, tiny black shadows flew out of the shattered hull, and finally gathered to attack the tentacles flailing around.

"How dare you destroy my Mu Lingzhou, I have to eat you up today!"

A small black figure suddenly turned into a big fish, and fell into the water with a "bang!", turned around and rushed towards the big tentacle.

"It's Mo Lin. I didn't expect him to have grown legs, but is his body so big?"

If you know that his tentacles can still be seen from such a long distance, you know that his body is somewhat beyond Yang Zhao's cognition.

Suddenly, a delicate female voice sounded from the south-east position.

"Ah, it's really rare to have so many cuties. How do you know that I've been greedy for this recently."

Tata, the only Jindan Qi Sea Clan whose true identity Yang Zhao doesn't know
Yang Zhao turned his head and saw that there were thunderbolts and silver snakes dancing in the sea area guarded by Tata, and the wails of various humans and animals had drowned out the waves.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth! She is a sea tribe with a human body, which means that he has a serious illness and is still not recovering. Don't be afraid of her!"