Chapter 2121: King of Pirates (12)

Oshima owner: "!!!"
What's wrong with this medicine man?
"Without me, is Ye Xiuxiu okay?" Chuzhen retracted her hand, folded her sleeves, and asked in a calm tone.
Big Islander: "..."
Of course, the situation is not good. According to the previous interval, it is time to take medicine in the past two days, but there is no medicine person, now Ye Xiuxiu ...
Ye Xiuxiu would not die, after all, it took so many years for the nourishing drug person. If it was fatal, Ye Xiuxiu would have died early.
It's just that without the medicine's blood, Ye Xiuxiu would die.
Chuzheng just calmed down the big island master and the three island masters.
The medicine man was cultivated by the owner of Mishima, but it is not clear what she is, but just a moment ago ...
"Who are you!" This man could not be the medicine man.
Chu Zheng: "Did you give Ye Xiuxiu the blood for so many years? Are you a little ungrateful?"
Mishima and Oshima looked at each other. Is she really the medicine man? how can that be possible!
The owner of Mishima twisted his eyebrows: "We have supported you for so many years. It should be you who is ungrateful! If it were not for us, you would have died!"
"Support me? If you didn't take me away? Where am I now? Maybe I'm living a good life."
Mishima owner: "..."
Indeed, they brought the children on a merchant ship.
At that time, the children were all dressed well. Obviously their family was good. I heard that they were sent to study ...
This is the smallest and most successful medicine man.
Chuzheng's indifferent irony: "You really have a face."
"Brother, grab her first." Mishima Lord whispered and communicated with Oshima Lord.
Oshima Lord nodded, his eyes gloomy.
This person is Ye Xiuxiu's medicine person, whether it is her or not, you will know at first try.
So many pirates can't stop Chuzheng, even if the masters of Oshima and Mishima are good, they are not opponents of Chuzheng.
Chu Zheng struck down the ground with two strikes, five strikes and two strikes.
"It's up to you."
Big Islander: "..."
Mishima owner: "..."
On martial arts, it is best to be the owner of the second island, but the second child is not on the island now.
The two island owners could only lie down on the ground at this time.
Chuzhen looked down at them, "If you have time to stare at me, you might as well think about how to let Poseidon breathe out."
Mishima ’s main electric light and flint understood what it was:
It ’s you ... you did the sea god!

Blood ... Medicine ... She's revenge!
Chu Zheng's tone was quiet: "Mishima Lord, don't talk nonsense, be careful to anger Poseidon."
The Mishima master roared: "Where did you get the sea statue!"
"How do I know." Chuzhen looked solemnly: "I didn't do it, you ask me what's the use?"
Mishima owner: "..."
Chuzheng didn't admit that she was killed by the Mishima Lord.
Chuzhen went to Bu Qing, and the boy looked at her with a little horror.
Chuzhen touched his head: "Don't be afraid." Not soft!
Chuzhen retracted his hand, wrapped his shoulders, and hugged him horizontally.
The teenager was trembling and his breathing seemed to be trembling.
Chuzhen passed by the owner of Oshima and Mishima, and looked slightly: "Two people, time is running out."
Chuzhen disappeared at the door, and the owner of Oshima and Mishima supported each other and stood up, chasing out.
I only saw the pirate lying on the ground, where was the girl.
"My third ... she ... what happened?"
Why did you change from a medicine man without a chicken to such a powerful master?
"I do not know either……"
What happened during her absence?
"Is this a ghost she's engaged in?" The owner of the big island burst into anger and asked the owner of Mishima again.
The Mishima master was a bit unsure.
If she were really that powerful, it wouldn't be impossible to get rid of the statue of the sea.
The owner of the island resentfully said, "If she's a ghost, Xiu Xiu wouldn't need to ... I'll go down and call someone and arrest her!"
With so many people on the island, I don't believe I can't catch her!
The three island masters always felt a little uneasy, but they did not stop the big island masters from catching people first.
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There were rolling waves on the sea level line, and they rushed to the beach one after another.
The teenager sat on the rock and watched the waves surge, giving him a sense of sorrow.
Chuzhen sat next to him and lowered his head to remove the gauze on his hand.
The wound was not deep, and the blood had been stopped. Chuzhen cleaned it again, applied medicine and bandaged.
With gauze fastened, Chuzheng held his wrist and suddenly lowered his head, kissing the wound across the gauze.
The boy's eyes widened in shock and he pulled his hand back hard.
Chuzheng didn't work hard, so the teenager easily pulled his hand out.
Chuzhen looked up at him.
Breathing lightly and eagerly, there were other emotions in those eyes with horror.
Chu Zheng: "I didn't think about it so much today that I hurt you."
Bu Qing: "..."
He used his other hand to write crooked words on the beach.
-Did you do it?
Bu Qing still wanted to write, but he wrote several pictures and then crossed out. He would not write too complicated words.
Ninety-nine percent of the people on the island do not know the characters, and Buqing can write a few more.
Chuzhen approached him: "Do you want to keep me secret?"
Bu Qing smelled the fragrant fragrance of the girl in the sea breeze, making him feel at ease and nostalgic.
Just as he knelt in the temple of Tanah Lot, in the bleak world, she stepped on the light and re-colored that world.
He nodded, saying he would keep it secret.
"How good." Chuzhen touched his head.
The teenager's pale face showed a little smile, and he was still a bit weak, but the teenager with a wide smile was even more exciting.
ChuZhu looked away: "Do you know your name?"
The teenager nodded.
He slowly wrote two crooked words on the beach.
-Step lightly.
He remembered the woman teaching him the words, saying that his name was Bu Qing.
Let him remember the name.
Never forget.
Bu Qing just traced out the words in the memory, and the writing was still unsightly.
Chuzhen suddenly encircled him, holding his hand: "I teach you to write my name."
Buqing leaned on Chuzheng's back, so warm that Buqing felt unreal.
The fingers moved with her movements, as if swiping across his heart.
Zhu Zheng.
Chuzhen embraced him, his voice was not too heavy: "Chuzhen, remember my name."
Nodded lightly, and meditated several times in my heart.
The sound is easy to remember, but the word feels complicated and difficult.
Bu Qing looked at the name on the beach, but felt that Chuzhen wrote well.
Look at what I wrote ... a little urge to erase.
Chuzhen holds his hand and writes his name beside him.
The waves surged, and a few words disappeared at the same time.
Stepping lightly, looking at the retreating waves, my heart seemed to be washed again, and the whole person was awake.
He struggled to get up, bowed at first, and stumbled away.
Halfway through, he fell and Chuzheng just wanted to pass by. The teenager had already got up and continued to run forward.
Hatsune: "..."