Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 154 Weird man and woman

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On a ship sailing on the sea.

Several burly men dressed in hemp clothing stood by the boat, each with an open wooden box at their feet containing white powder.

It was venom-repelling powder.

They would sprinkle animal-repelling powder onto the sea at intervals.

A boatman looked around, then looked up at the sky, turned and hurried away.

They bumped into another boatman who was coming from the cabin.

The two immediately covered their foreheads and groaned silently.

"Are you blind? Can't you see me?" the boat captain with a scar on his eyebrow muttered.

"Boss, I just checked, we've already sailed to the center of the sea, and it's the middle of the night." The crew member hurriedly apologized in a low voice, not forgetting to get down to business.

"Wait a little longer. The incense on the lower level has only been lit recently. Tell them to cover their faces so they don't faint."

"Yes Yes."

After the crew members quickly went to take care of their business, the captain sneakily climbed up to the upper deck.

Guan Xun leaned against the window, meditating with his eyes closed.

The sea breeze carried the freshness and saltiness of the seawater, blowing directly this way, causing her brows to furrow slightly involuntarily.

As if sensing something, Chi Rong, who was leaning on her shoulder, suddenly raised her head and stared at the wooden door.

Turning its head, it saw that its master was still cultivating, so it quietly slipped out through the crack in the door.

"Let me see if the incense has burned out..." the boatman muttered as he cautiously walked towards the doors of each cabin, occasionally poking through the screen to check what was inside.

Seeing that the incense sticks placed at the door of the last room had burned out, he picked up the incense sticks and was about to get up to poke a hole in the screen window to check what was inside when a small snake, black with a hint of red, hung down from the ceiling.

Right in front of him, no more than four fingers' width away, the little snake stared straight at him, flicking its pink tongue.

I almost touched the tip of his nose.

The boat captain was startled and quickly covered his mouth to stop himself from screaming. In his panic, he tripped over his own feet and stumbled backward, losing his balance and falling backward.

He knocked down a large section of the second-floor mast, and crashed onto the deck with a loud bang.

However, despite such a commotion, apart from a few crew members, no one came out to check, remaining completely silent as if they hadn't noticed anything.

"Boss?! What happened?"

One of the crew members quickly helped the person up, speaking in a very low voice, while the others went up to check on the situation.

The boat captain was still in shock. After a while, he looked up and saw that the sky was empty. There was no sign of the little snake. It was as if what he had just seen was an illusion.

"It seems there's a monster. Sprinkle some monster-repelling powder on the boat too!" He stood up with a grim face, patted his robes, and said, "Alright, no one woke up after all this commotion. You guys get to work."

The crew immediately split into two groups, opened the cabin door without hesitation, went inside to search for valuables, and even dragged the already unconscious man onto the deck and tied him up with ropes.

Then, one after another, they threw them into the sea.

Suddenly someone rushed over, sounding panicked: "Boss! The last room on the second floor is empty."

"Go find it quickly..." The boatman paused, then remembered that the little snake he had just encountered was right in front of this room. He immediately pointed to the wooden box next to him, "Don't rush to find anyone, sprinkle the animal repellent powder in here."

The people inside might have been taken into the sea by the monster. It's best to sprinkle some medicine powder first, just in case it reappears.

Just as the crew was carrying out their orders, a loud crash suddenly came from the third deck. Something struck and broke the mast, and debris from doors and windows crashed down onto the deck.

The people below were so frightened that they quickly dodged, and one crew member was thrown down along with the debris.

Blood splattered everywhere, and after a few convulsions, it became still.

The crew members were terrified.

The boat captain panicked even more. Impossible! How could someone still be conscious? That's a mind-controlling incense that can even knock out a level 50 spirit master!

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a man and a woman dressed in red and blue robes slowly walked out.

They all wore specially made wrist guards, which neatly concealed the short blades they held in their hands.

"Master, look! Someone's causing trouble!" Chi Rong chuckled as he watched the show from the corner of the ship's roof.

Guan Xunxi sat on the top of the boat, brushing his hair, which was ruffled by the sea breeze, and his upturned lips looked somewhat cold and indifferent in the moonlight.

She was hoping to watch the murder for money a little longer, but a savior has arrived so soon.

The captain quickly realized what was happening and immediately gave the crew a meaningful look.

However, before they could make a move, a sharp short blade was hurled at them. In just a few afterimages, the surrounding crew members fell one by one.

"Dare to plot against us? They must be tired of living." The man's voice was somewhat rough, but so deep that it wasn't unpleasant to listen to, though his tone sounded a bit arrogant.

"You can go and keep the person who was thrown into the sea by their own hands company." The woman's voice was deliberately lowered, but it was still unusually sharp.

As the two were talking, the boatman turned ashen-faced, his legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the deck: "Qian...Qian...you're from Qianhefang?!"

Qianhefang is known to be a powerful force in the entire Central Plains, with men appearing as women and women as men. They are known for their swift and decisive actions and their greatest strength lies in eradicating evil and upholding justice.

The boat captain quickly turned over and dragged his weak legs toward the side of the boat. Why was he so unlucky to run into the people from Qianhefang?

We have to run; maybe there's a chance of survival if we go into the sea.

But just as he made a move, the short blade whistled through the air and approached. He stiffened and died instantly.

Guan Xun leaned down to look down, his eyes shining. They spoke in a way that was just as discordant as Hao Aman's.

Qianhefang?

So, does that mean Hao Aman is from Qianhefang?

Just as a look of surprise spread across her face, the man seemed to sense something was wrong. Without moving, he swung the short blade in his hand toward the top of the ship.

Guan Xun was somewhat surprised. She tilted her head slightly, and the short blade slashed past her ear before retracting, the tip of which managed to slice off a large chunk of the corner of the ship's roof.

Such keen perception! He was even able to sense her location.

"Who is it!" the man turned around and shouted coldly, his sharp gaze shooting straight up.

"Heh." Guan Xun reached up and touched his ear, slowly stood up, and looked down at the two people below. "Just... ordinary people traveling by boat?"

The man narrowed his eyes and began to scrutinize, clearly disbelieving: "Spiritual Master, level unknown, no killing intent."

"To stand by and watch someone die without offering help." The woman took a half step forward, her eyes flashing with coldness. "Then they're in cahoots."

After saying that, the red and blue figures split up on both sides and rushed up to the top of the ship!

Guan Xun frowned suspiciously, then his eyes flashed red, and the surroundings froze instantly. The figure that had been soaring into the air also lost its balance and crashed back onto the ship's deck.

She moved swiftly, lightly stepping on the mast.

Thinking of Hao Aman's eccentric and charismatic demeanor, I sighed with a sense of helplessness.

This is unbelievable...

People from the same background can be so different?