"Um."

Gong Jiu nodded.

He actually admitted it directly.

How could someone so big get lost?

But the honest monk does know that this is really not a strange thing.

Sometimes this person is as cruel as a wolf, as cold-blooded as a snake, but when he is smart, he is an undoubted genius.

However, in a certain aspect, he is very simple and persistent.

If you ask Gong Jiu, there are twenty people, and each person cuts off one of his arms, how many are left in total?

This is the simplest arithmetic problem, but he might actually find twenty people, cut off their arms one by one, and then count how many are left.

The little old man once said that he was a genius that only happens once in a century.

He even has the ambition to conquer the world, but he has no idea about some common sense issues and will just go straight.

Almost everyone on the island is afraid of him because he is moody and will kill people when he is in a bad mood.

He also often sat in a daze at the beach for several days without drinking a drop of water or eating a grain of rice.

He also often gets lost.

This is Gong Jiu, an extremely complex inhuman creature that seems to be a fusion of various extreme elements.

At this time, Zhou Yi stepped out of the boat with his sword in hand.

"Who are you?" Gong Jiu looked at Zhou Yi calmly.

He seemed to have just noticed Zhou Yi.

The honest monk quickly said: "He is here to see the little old man."

Gong Jiu's face was still expressionless, but the honest monk was beating in his heart.

If Gong Jiu and Zhou Yi fight now, I don’t know who will lose and who will win.

"Why are you looking for him?" Gong Jiu looked at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi stared at this perverted young man and whispered two words: "Practice sword."

A hint of curiosity appeared on Gong Jiu's face, and then he suddenly opened his mouth and smiled.

"Sword practice?"

"Sword practice!"

In an instant, the atmosphere here turned cold.

Gong Jiu looked at the sword in Zhou Yi's arms, then smiled even more happily and said, "Okay, I'll take you to find him."

The honest monk looked at Gong Jiu blankly.

He didn't expect that Gong Jiu didn't take action.

In just a moment, he figured it out, because he found that Gong Jiu was looking at Zhou Yi as if he were looking at an interesting toy.

This island is boring, and today someone actually said that he wanted to practice sword practice with an old man. How could he not interest Gong Jiu?

"You lead the way."

Gong Jiu turned around and said to the honest monk.

The honest monk glanced at Zhou Yi subconsciously, saw a faint smile on Zhou Yi's face, and gritted his teeth. After all, he had already brought Zhou Yi here, so there was nothing to hesitate about.

The three people walked from the beach to the center of the island.

Walking inside, after crossing a coconut grove, we saw a mountain villa.

The three of them walked into the villa, and everyone on the road stared at Zhou Yi coldly.

Because Zhou Yi is a stranger and they have never seen him on the island.

However, because Gong Jiu was by their side, none of them dared to take action without permission.

After walking for a while and having a cup of tea, we crossed a corridor and came to the outside of a garden.

There was a fragrant smell coming from the door of the garden, as if there was a garden inside.

At this moment, a person said coldly: "Who is he?"

He seems to be guarding the garden.

This man was over fifty years old, blind in one eye, and had a terrible scar on his face. He stared at Zhou Yi coldly.

Gong Jiu looked around lazily, as if he had no intention of answering the old man's words. The old man did not dare to ask Gong Jiu. His eyes were directed at Zhou Yi and Honest Monk.

"Mr. Mu, this one is here to see the leader." The honest monk said as he plucked the rosary beads in his hand.

The expression of the old man surnamed Mu softened slightly. Could it be that Gong Jiu was looking for new members for the organization from outside? However, he needed to ask to find out.

He asked: "He wants to join us?"

"This..." Honest Monk looked at Zhou Yi hesitantly.

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "I'm not here to join you."

The old man surnamed Mu suddenly changed his color and said: "Then what are you here for?"

Zhou Yi glanced at the sword in his arms and said, "I'm here to kill people."

Hearing Zhou Yi's words.

The expression of the old man surnamed Mu immediately changed, murderous intent suddenly arose, and he said angrily: "Seeking death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took action, and magically a long knife shimmering with cold light appeared in his hand.

It was clear just now that his hands were empty.

This is exactly the martial arts practiced by this old man, which is called Hidden Sword Technique. He hides the knife in the most unexpected place and prepares it for use. Hide and fire, and it only takes a split second to kill someone.

The honest monk knew that this man had once killed the former head of Dian Cangjian Sect with one sword.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in the Invisible Man Organization, then he would definitely have a place among the top masters in the world.

But here he is, just a doorkeeper for the little old man.

The sword was issued, and immediately, the honest monk standing nearby felt a bleak murderous aura.

However, the next moment!

It is a brighter light.

The moment he saw this ray of light, Gong Jiu, who was looking around idly, suddenly turned stiff and looked back in disbelief.

Only seen.

Lying on the ground...

It's the body of the old man named Mu.

The old man surnamed Mu had a sword mark on his neck. His eyes were wide open at this moment, and he refused to close his eyes.

Gong Jiu instantly looked at the sword in Zhou Yi's arms.

However, the sword in Zhou Yi's arms clearly seemed to have never been unsheathed.

Gong Jiu's eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes, and she looked at Zhou Yi: "Who are you!"

Zhou Yi's sword made Gong Jiu stop treating him like a toy.

It can kill the magic sword Mu Jiugong instantly.

No one would treat such a person as a toy.

This is a terrifying master of swordsmanship.

"Zhou Yi."

"Very good." Gong Jiu suddenly showed a cold smile, "You don't need to see the little old man, let me help you practice your sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Jiu shook his hand, and a silver snake shot out in an instant. It was a weapon that did not look like a shape, ghostly like a snake, and extremely powerful.

Zhou Yi looked calm and smiled lightly.

In an instant, the two of them were fighting each other.

Weapons touch.

It turns out that Gong Jiu's weapon is a whip.

He stood ten feet away from Zhou Yi. His silver-white whip was like a giant python, and every part seemed to be able to open its bloody mouth and extend its fangs.

The honest monk was horrified and retreated a few feet away.

Gong Jiu's sudden attack was beyond his expectation.

This man is as fickle and moody as ever, and no one knows what he is thinking.

Little did he know that Gong Jiunai saw Mu Jiugong die under Zhou Yi's sword, and he became interested in hunting him.
To be continued...