When it comes to food, everyone has their own preferences, which have nothing to do with faith. --- Bimonthly proverb.

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  Seeing the black seahorse disappear into the dark night, Helen could no longer hold on and fell softly into Liu Zhen's arms.

  "What's wrong?" Liu asked with great concern.

  "Do you know how dangerous you just were?" The little fox's reply was weak and listless, with narrowed eyes, a sickly beauty that was utterly captivating.

  "Danger?" Liu Zhen's muscular arm flexed, "Heh... my little girl, have you forgotten that I'm a cursed priest with partial dragon power? What danger could I possibly be in?"

  Liu Zhenhong's words actually carried a rare hint of humility. Back in the reconnaissance company, Liu Zhenhong was always a key figure being groomed as a capture expert. The reason he hadn't been sent on any missions before was because his instructor thought he was too impulsive, often resorting to killing moves and finishing off enemies with a single blow.

  Yin and yang errors, let him now obtain such a powerful dragon force, is already considered a standard killing machine. But these words, Liu Zhen could only secretly enjoy in his heart, because some things are too troublesome to explain, Hailun is still young, there are things that don't need to be known too much, it's better not to know.

  Although Liu Zhenhuan looks stupid, he is actually very clever in his heart.

  At the thought of this, Liu was taken aback and "heh heh" foolishly smiled for a while, preparing to muddle through.

  "Richard!" Helen's voice was tinged with resentment.

  "What is a Priest?" Helen asked. "A priest is the messenger of the temple, a beacon that precedes the vanguard. If the Vanguard warriors are flames, we are the hot oil that makes them burn brighter. The strength of ten Vanguard warriors can never compare to the combination of four warriors and one priest; if a priest needs to fight alone, what's the point of having a summoner?"

  "But what warriors do I have around me? Guo Guo?" Liu Zhenhong stroked the head of Guo Guo in his arms, helplessly shrugging his shoulders.

  "When you return to the Kingdom of Bimon, as long as your identity is confirmed, with the title of Innate Soul Singer, countless brave warriors in the kingdom will vie to become your followers. At that time, even the Temple of the Gods will dispatch powerful Holy Knights to protect your safety due to your special status." Helen rolled her eyes at him and raised her fiery red tail, scratching under Liu's arm.

  "Isn't that still not enough?" Liu Zhen grabbed Hailun's big tail and rubbed it: "Just now, you also saw that shark knight, Obis Laichi! With magic and so strong, if we don't use our brains a bit, relying on Guoguo and your fish eagle, the two of us together, over 200 catties, would be finished."

  "Don't do that to my tail!" The G-spot of the fox tribe girl was indeed her tail, and Helen was shocked by Liu's large hand rubbing it vigorously. Suddenly, she felt a wave of heat throughout her body, her eyes became blurry, and she panted repeatedly: "From now on, you're not allowed to do such stupid things as facing off against powerful warriors... Uh... What kind of sacrifice is this?! And... don't mention the thing about being cursed by a demon beast again. If others find out, it would be a disaster for your innate Soul Singer identity."

  "This I know." Liu Zhen was teased by Helen's little appearance, and his heart itched. He came over with a thick skin and said, "This kind of thing doesn't need you to say it, I'm clearer than anyone else about the inside story."

  "You don't seem like the stupid and famous Pigg tribe across the continent, but rather like us Foxes, clever and surprising!" The little fox pushed away Liu Zhen's cowhide plaster.

  "I can consider joining the family as a son-in-law." Liu Zhen was even more shameless, "A useless young man who changes his surname to that of his wife's! I'll just become one of you Foxes!"

  Helen's eyes dimmed instantly, and a faint sorrow shrouded her face.

  "What's wrong?" Liu Zhen felt a hint of something being off.

  "There's nothing." Helen gently buried her body in Liu Zhen's arms, using her slender fingers to gently stroke Liu Zhen's rough face. She looked up at him with emotion and said: "Richard, from now on, no matter what the situation is, no matter how difficult it is, you won't give up on me, will you?"

  "What's there to say?" Liu Zhen's smiling face showed a resolute determination in the light of the night pearl.

  Helen rushed over in tears and kissed Liu Zhen's face, leaving a wet mark.

  A faint sense of unease flashed through Liu's heart.

  This thing had been stuck in his heart for a long time, and he couldn't sleep. What was the reason why Helen was so abnormal? Was it because of her identity? Just because the Pigg tribe is a vassal tribe of Foxes, is this the reason?

  Anyway, I have to get this sacrificial identity, so I'll be a noble too! Liu Zhen was confused and his mind was a mess. His mood was gloomy at times, excited at times, and worried that the beautiful mermaid would return for revenge. He thought wildly for half the night before falling into a deep sleep.

  He didn't know how long he had slept, but Liu Zhen was awakened by a huge shake of the bamboo raft. Fortunately, the turtle shell was fixed very well, otherwise he would have to roll into the sea.

  Liu Zhen was shocked and rubbed his eyes, only to find that the sky outside had already brightened up. He crawled out of the tortoise shell with a wolf skin mattress, and in front of him was a pitch-black wall.

  Liu Zhenhong rubbed his eyes again.

  It was originally the hull of a ship, a huge wooden boat as high as two floors, Liu Zhen's bamboo raft got stuck on someone's anchor rope.

  Helen also came out, with a look of embarrassment on her face, fastening the buttons that Liu Zhen had unknowingly undone at some point.

  "Boat?" Helen's face suddenly turned ugly.

  In the Aegean continent, only a few particularly powerful human nations and sea tribes have trade exchanges. These nations all have strong forces and at least possess terrifying existences like dragon knights to gain recognition from the sea tribe, which demarcates specific navigation channels for them to pass through.

  And all these human nations were notorious for their slave trade, as far as Helen knew, the ships sailing on the sea, except for importing silk, tea and porcelain from distant Eastern countries, the rest were all slave-trading ships.

  How dare you sail into the territorial waters of Xiyazhai, what a powerful military force this country must have as its backing!

  If they see a beautiful vixen without an escort...

  Helen didn't dare to think about it anymore, she was resentful of herself for not being able to advance to the War Sacrifice earlier and learn the call of life "Stellar Chain Lightning" sooner.

  "Richard!" Helen grabbed Liu's arm, almost incoherent: "We...hurry...go!"

  At this time, a sailor's upper body also emerged from the ship's side of the building boat, and a pair of cold and shining eyes stared at them.

  Liu Zhen and Helen also looked up at him with their heads raised, and Helen and Liu Zhen were shocked again.

  The sailor wore a linen shirt with an open chest, revealing a hairy chest, and the arms holding the ship's side were all thick and muscular, with obvious violent characteristics.

  If it were just these, Helen wouldn't be surprised, the key is that this sailor's face is actually a genuine Beamon beastman.

  Black and white whiskers filled the face of this sailor, although carefully trimmed, the black circles around his eyes, like two iron gallbladders, made his face look even more ferocious and sinister.

  Bear! Liu Zhen's first impression was this.

  Helen held Liu Zhen's hand and trembled slightly.

  "Is it a Beir tribe bear man?" Liu Zhen asked in a low voice.

  "No." Helen covered her mouth quietly, "Compared to the Mongols, the Beilu tribe's bear people only have white fur on their chest or all over their body, there is no such black and white mixed pattern."

  "Hey~~~~" The man with the tattooed arms on the ship's side opened his mouth, speaking in authentic Aegean Common Language: "Two respected travelers, why are you so careless and crashed into my boat?"

  "Sorry!" Liu Zhen said: "We're leaving right away!"

  "Wait!" The gaze of this man from Mengshui suddenly brightened.

  Helen felt a wave of dizziness and darkness, she sensed that this unprecedented strange creature was staring at her surroundings with eyes like two smoke flowers, bursting into two clusters of scorching flames.

  That is a greed that has reached its peak, with a desire to burn.

  Bimeng Shuishou pressed the side of the boat with one hand, lightly jumped off the boat and landed on a bamboo raft. With a flip, he stood in front of two sacrificial offerings.

  His body was like an iron tower, yesterday's strong shark warrior compared to him, the figure was smaller by a circle; the two thick legs under Ma Nezha's shorts stepped on the bamboo raft, and the bamboo creaked "squeak"; but relying solely on this physique, it already had the potential for robbery.

  "What do you want to go? If necessary, I can take you there." Bimon said with a gentle tone, but this gentleness made Helen feel more afraid. The little fox shrank behind Liu's back, only revealing a pair of beautiful big eyes full of unknown fear.

  "We are going to the northeastern province of Wieser in the kingdom of Bimon." Liu Zhen was coldly smiling, hoping that this guy wouldn't do anything stupid, otherwise he didn't mind giving him another try. Guo also climbed from his shoulder to his head, baring his teeth and staring at the Bimon water hand with a loud whooshing sound.

  "Although the road is not smooth, we can send you off." Bimon waved his hands: "No need to be so hostile, I am also Bimon, in a certain sense, I and you are still of the same kind."

  "Why have I never seen you before? I'm a sacrificial offering, it's impossible for me to not know a kind of Bimon. Are you the descendant of some extinct Bimon?" The little fox asked timidly from behind Liu Zhen.

  "Ancestor worship?" It was Bimon's turn to be surprised, he carefully re-examined the two in front of him. The man had a garlic-shaped nose and a robust physique, but his height was significantly shorter than Bimon's. However, those eyes left a deep impression on him, radiating an aura of fearlessness.

  As for the woman, she couldn't be seen clearly at all, her petite body was blocked by that tall and imposing man.

  "Isn't it strange? I'm still a born soul singer!" Liu Zhen's eyebrows slightly raised.

  "I didn't expect that the two of them would be noble sacrificial offerings, how rude!" Bi Meng's hands were seen by Liu Zhen, who was shocked and felt a chill run down his spine. He felt that the pig-headed man in front of him was looking at him with eyes like a butcher sizing up a lamb to be slaughtered.

  Those eyes made Bai Meng Shui feel that they contained many bloody stories inside, but these stories were deliberately concealed, and only people who knew the goods could sense his unintentional flashes.

  "Why did you say that?" The little fox felt that the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intent, and slightly relaxed his mind, walking out from behind Liu Zhen's body.

  Bimeng Shuishou didn't quite believe it at first, but now he's a bit convinced. The little fox is wearing a fiery red sacrificial robe, although it's a bit old and damaged, the complex symbol patterns and war god badges on it are not fake.

  "Please forgive my rudeness." Bimon said with great respect, "Although I am Bimon from the distant eastern continent, it is an honor for all Bimons to serve in the ritual."

  "Orient? The Silk Continent? There are more beautiful landscapes than heaven, and richer lands than the legendary Diamond Valley!" Helen couldn't hide her excitement as a little girl, jumping up to ask one question after another.

  "Yes, beautiful Miss Fox." Dongfang Bimeng lowered his head, Helen's beauty made him a little dizzy.

  "You're a real gentleman." Liu Zhen was able to see that this guy didn't have any malicious intentions, so he also toned down his hostility and gave a small flattery.

  "It's nothing, it's nothing." Dongfang replied humbly.

  Several black and white heads popped out from the side of the boat, excitedly pointing at the bamboo raft.

  "Please, both of you esteemed guests, board the boat. This bamboo raft is used to traverse the vast ocean and is really not quite suitable for a beautiful vixen lady like yourself." Dongfang Bimeng said.

  "Thank you!" Helen replied with a curtsy.

  "Obedience is better than respect!" Liu Zhen also politely patted his chest with his hand and nodded to him.

  The sailors on the ship's side immediately dropped the rope ladder and burst into a joyful cheer.

  "What's wrong?" Liu Zhen looked strangely at Dongfang Bimeng, who was waving enthusiastically towards the ship. Was it worth their excitement just to sacrifice them on their ship?

  Liu Zhenhuan picked up his own large tortoise shell, stuffed the night pearl and all sorts of things into it, used his head to hold down the tortoise shell, and climbed up this big ship with the little fox along the rope ladder.

  Dongfang tied the bamboo raft with a coarse hemp rope, climbed onto the boat with a "thud", and pulled the bamboo raft onto the boat in just two or three pulls.

  A swarm of Dongfang Bimeng surrounded the deck, and a dozen or so people dismantled a bamboo raft like building blocks, leaving Liu Zhensheng and Xiaohuli to one side, ignoring them.

  "Sorry!" The Eastern Bomon who had just spoken to them squeezed out of the crowd, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, and with a few swift movements, "crack" - the thick bamboo stick was broken into two pieces like a bean sprout.

  "Following the Aegean custom, my name is Good Johnsen, you can call me Good, I am the boatswain and guard of the 'Penglai'." The stranger named Good stretched out his left hand.

  His words were a bit unclear, because his other hand was holding a bamboo stick and putting it into his mouth, the hard bamboo stick in his mouth was like chewing sweet sugarcane, the bamboo fibers were chewed with a "crunch" sound, and then swallowed with a "gulp".

  Behind his nearly square body stood a group of Eastern Pigmies, nodding and bowing, also gnawing on bamboo shoots with relish.

  Liu Zhen and Helen were both stunned.

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