Peace of the Pirate

The pain disappeared, and the images that kept hitting his mind disappeared. Qin Ping looked around in confusion. One second he was still crying sadly and painfully, but the next second he appeared here, in the boundless sea, like this Standing on the sea. .

Looking around, here, the sky is gray, the clouds are gray, the sea is gray, even he himself is gray, there is no other color except gray between the sky and the earth.

He carefully took a step forward, and there were ripples under his feet, but they were solid.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the scenery in front of him still remained unchanged. Qin Ping chose to give up this meaningless behavior and shouted loudly: "I know you are here. Haven't you always wanted me to give my body back to you? Then Come out."

No one answered, but Qin Ping knew that "he" was there, because the feeling of being watched faintly was unmistakable.

Looking around, the field of view was very broad, and he didn't see anything: "Didn't you promise Sophia to be the bravest person, but now you are hiding."

"You despicable thief, you are not allowed to mention Sophia's name. This is an insult to her sanctity." A line of seawater slowly rose from the sea, and then condensed into the appearance of "him".

Qin Ping looked at the Tianlong man in front of him: "I always thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to still exist in this body."

Radlade showed an angry expression on his face and gritted his teeth: "Do you know how I have spent the past two months? I can only watch and cannot move, watching you destroy my arrogance.

I am a Celestial Dragon. You are so polite to those lowly guys and saved four female slaves. You deserve to be damned. "

Hearing these words, Qin Ping narrowed his eyes: "Thinking of the crimes you Celestial Dragons have committed, I am very glad that I saved Kerla and the three sisters Boya Hancock."

Radlade's face showed a mocking expression: "Really? But why are those lowly female slaves still in the slave area now? Do you think you have saved them? I tell you, slaves are slaves, and this is their lifelong brand. , can’t get rid of it.”

A cigarette appeared, and Qin Ping took a puff of it intoxicatedly. He was not addicted to cigarettes, but he always liked to smoke one to keep himself calm when encountering big events: "I think it's not up to you whether they can get rid of their slaves. It should be me."

Radled showed a sarcastic smile: "Really? If that's really the case, why do you appear here? I've been waiting for several months to get to this moment. As long as I swallow you here, I can I can regain control of my own body and gain access to your knowledge."

After crushing the cigarette in his hand, Qin Ping put one hand in his pocket: "Who gave you the confidence, Radled? You actually think you can defeat me?"

Radelaide laughed evilly, raised his hands, and the seawater under his feet began to surge, and water columns rose into the sky: "This is the home of my consciousness, and I am the real god here."

"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you. If you hadn't taken my body and allowed me to exist purely in the form of consciousness, I wouldn't have known that my consciousness could do so many things."

Nodding, Qin Ping said with a smile: "It seems that you are really a blessing in disguise, but I think I am still capable of fighting."

Radlade naturally didn't believe it: "Then look, the winner has everything."

Two water pillars roared and swept towards Qin Ping.

Qin Ping was still standing in his original posture, but he held his free right hand in the air, and a knife appeared out of thin air. It was as black as ink and its sound was like a dragon.

Raising the ink dragon, Qin Ping looked firm and imitated Dean's posture: "One sword flow, dragon roar."

Where the blade swept across, a huge column of water burst open, and it started to rain.

Bathed in the rain, the somewhat unfamiliar Qin Ping showed a smile: "Sure enough, only an adult body can use Molong freely and freely. I'm really looking forward to it."

Radled's eyes were full of disbelief: "Impossible, how could you be so powerful on my home court."

Transforming into a scabbard again, Qin Ping said to Mo Long: "Your home court? Don't be ridiculous. Your home court should be in the mist. That gate is where you are invincible, and here is where the two of us are." A common territory for individuals.”

With a ferocious face, Radled said viciously: "It doesn't matter if we share the same territory. I will definitely win against you. You, a despicable thief, don't deserve to use my body."

Slowly squatting down, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, Qin Ping lowered his head: "Despicable thief? I went out to sea to fish and provoked whoever, forget about time travel, why did I time travel into your body, forget about time travel. , why are you not dead yet and let me see your sins?"

"Do you really think I like your body? I'm sorry, I hate this identity so much."

Radelaide shouted angrily: "Ignorant guy, you are blaspheming God. God deserves to be born to enjoy everything. Go to hell!"

The seawater all over the sky rose slowly, forming a huge tsunami and rushing toward Qin Ping. Under such power, Qin Ping was as small as a cricket.

However, a huge and blurry figure appeared in the sky behind Qin Ping, constantly circling. Facing the sweeping tsunami, it felt that it had been challenged, opened its mouth angrily, and roared.

"With one sword, I will join together, Qinglong·Emperor."

A white sword light appeared between the gray sky and earth,

It stands tall and tall!

The tsunami swept over and the sword struck vertically. When the two collided,

boom,

The tsunami split into two, and then exploded immediately. The sword light continued unabated and passed through Radlade's body.

"His" condensed body was shattered like this.

Qin Ping walked to Radlade, squatted down, looked at "him" who kept trying to gather himself but still collapsed, and said: "Thanks to you, although my body is still unable to use this move, I can't do it." I've seen the majestic scenery, now you can rest in peace."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand,

Radled's face occasionally appeared, with a vicious expression: "Haha, if you eat me, one day you will become like me. Once you have tasted the power of God, you will never forget it, and you are no exception."

In the sound of curses,

He ate "him."

……

In the endless sea, a tiny black spot is moving slowly, and a thin white line appears behind it.

Looking closer, he saw a person riding a bicycle, moving forward leisurely.

“Brum brum brum, brum brum brum”

While riding his bicycle, Kuzan took out the phone bug from his pocket and put it to his mouth: "Hey, this is Kuzan."

The phone bug showed a smile: "Brother Kuzan, it's me. I think you won't forget my name."

Squeezing the brakes, Kuzan dropped one foot to the sea. The moment he touched the sea, the sea turned into ice. Kuzan's face flashed with a hint of surprise: "Lord Radelaide Saint, what's the matter with you? "

The phone bug's smile dimmed, but Taima recovered: "Brother Kuzan, are you also so open-minded? But it doesn't matter. By the way, is Uncle Garp by your side?"

I'm the only one here... Kuzan replied: "Uncle Garp took a leave of absence and returned to the East China Sea to take care of his grandson."

"That's right." The phone bug's tone was a little regretful: "Well, Brother Kuzan, would you please take a moment and listen to what I have to say."

Frowning, Kuzan felt something was wrong and said in a deep voice, "I have very free time. Please tell me slowly what you want to say."

"That's great." Phone Bug's smile became even brighter: "Brother Kuzan, you must have known what kind of person I should be when you rescued me."

With a bad premonition in his heart, Kuzan answered honestly: "I heard something."

"That's true. No wonder you and Uncle Garp said when you parted, you hoped that I would never recall the past memories."

"So, you still remember it?"

The phone bug still had that bright smile, but if you look closely, you can see a trace of sadness: "Yes, I remembered everything."

In silence, Kuzan looked up at the sky. He didn't know what he was feeling in his heart, whether it was disappointment, regret or something else. This powerful man had so many emotions right now.

Tears suddenly fell from the eyes of the phone bug and dripped on Kuzan's hand: "But what I never want to think of is this kind of thing. Do you know, my hands were once stained with blood, there were too many People died because of me.”

The astonished Kuzan looked at the phone bug who had burst into tears at some point. He thought of the boy with a cunning smile, and he must be crying bitterly now.

The phone bug continued: "I have never hated my identity as much as I do now. Do you know, although Mary Joa is the place closest to the sky, it is the darkest place in the world. Even the breath of The air also smells of decay and I’ve had enough.”

A smile appeared on the crying phone bug again: "Please tell Uncle Garp that I did not live up to his expectations, and Radelaide has always been the boy fishing with him."

Kacha.

Kuzan didn't have time to speak, and the phone was hung up. Looking at his wet hands, Kuzan's heart was filled with sadness, but his face showed a smile: "I'm proud of you, my brother! No matter what No matter what difficulties you encounter, I will come to help you."

……

After hanging up the phone, Qin Ping stretched out his hand.

"Come, I'll pull you over."

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ps: The third update is over. I originally only wrote the chapter where he ate "him", but I couldn't wait for you to see the following paragraph, so I put it together. Now I believe everyone should be able to see it. What is our protagonist going to do?

I knew my book would not be liked by many people because it was too bland, but I just wanted to write about a normal person, so I spent a full 16 words shaping this process.

Qin Ping went from ignorance, to the joy of learning that he was a world noble, to the sympathy of seeing the empress and Kerla, and finally to the sadness and pain of getting the memory of Radled, and then to the great decision he made.

I feel like I wrote about his transformation.

There are a lot of words, mainly because when I was writing this chapter, I was crying while writing it (don’t be afraid of your jokes, I really brought into the role of Qin Ping), so I am still a little emotional now.

Okay, so be it.

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