After discussing it for a long time, we still couldn't come up with a reason. We only know so much about the ghost king Zongla.

As for his true strength, we will only know after fighting against him.

Plans are not as fast as changes. When the time comes, we have to act according to the situation.

Afterwards, we finalized the matter and planned to fly directly to Phuket Airport in Thailand early tomorrow morning, and then make the next step.

With a restless heart, I couldn't sleep well all night.

Uncle Huzi has already booked a flight to Phuket, Thailand in advance. We definitely can’t let him go with us this time. Let alone him, even we may not be able to come back in full.

Early the next morning, when we were about to set off, Zhao Yangui told us one more thing.

Now no one dares to approach the small island where the Ghost King Zongra lives, but the Wanluo Sect has sent people to monitor him all the time on the small island near where the Ghost King Zongra lives, and there are people on several nearby small islands who are monitoring him.

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At present, everything is normal. Ghost King Zongra is on the island and has never left.

If nothing else happens, we will be able to reach the nearby islands that night and decide whether to take action based on the situation.

We are about to leave soon, and I am still excited.

The seven of us join forces, but I don't know if we can kill this Thai head-hunting master.

After breakfast, we headed straight to the airport.

At this time, Uncle Hu Zi's extended version of Lincoln played a great role, and all seven of us could sit down.

On the way, Uncle Hu Zi was nagging me all the way and told me a lot, telling me to be careful and to run away if I couldn't fight. The most important thing is to stay alive.

This time, I didn't feel bored, I just felt warm.

For so many years, Uncle Hu Zi, the double-flowered stick of the Liuhe Society, used to not even know how to wash clothes, but he also acted as a groom every night. Since I left, he has become both a father and a mother, and has taken good care of me. He has long since

Treat me as a relative, and I do the same.

No matter what, I must live, because in a few months, I can go to Jiushan Village to meet my parents.

For this, I must survive and kill the ghost king Zongla, and I cannot let him become a stumbling block on my way.

After arriving at the airport, Uncle Hu Zi acted as if he would never see me again. He took my arm and gave me many instructions, which made his eyes red.

When we walked to the airport lobby, Uncle Huzi was still standing at the door looking at me from a distance. I suddenly thought of my mother. Xiaopang told me before that my mother often ran to the entrance of the village alone.

direction, looking at the road I was going home with. She stayed there for a long time, she had been looking forward to my coming home.

Uncle Hu Zi today is probably in a similar situation to my mother at that time.

I have had a lot of bad luck in my life. I had to go through eighteen tribulations, but I only survived six. I don’t know which tribulation I failed to withstand, and my life was lost.

Even if I die, I will not regret it. At least I have been here. At least there are so many people who care about me and miss me. I feel the most sincere feelings in the world.

Parental love, brotherly love, and the eight-tailed fox who has always protected me. I don’t know if the eight-tailed fox is in love with me, but I have loved her to the bone.

Just because of that moment when she resolutely rushed to the thunder pond and blocked the thunder for me, I can never have another woman in this life.

She was willing to die for me, so how could I bear to let her down?

Even if I never see each other for the rest of my life, just like Tang Cheng, I still think it's worth it.

From the moment I saw the eight-tailed fox helping me block the thunder, I finally realized Tang Cheng's good intentions.

In the final analysis, Tang Cheng and I are almost the same type of people.

With the huge roar of the plane, we ascended to an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Before getting on the plane, we put all the magical instruments in the sloppy Taoist priest's Eight Treasures Bag of the Universe, so that we could easily pass the security check.

After we get to the place, we can take out the magic weapon and it will be much more convenient.

It’s really not a waste to get a treasure in exchange for a roasted sweet potato.

I don’t know if the old red-haired thief roasted the sweet potatoes and ate them, they must taste very fragrant.

Suddenly I thought about whether the sloppy Taoist priest who told the old red-haired thief my name when he found out that the ten thousand-year-old yacon fruit was fake would come to Yanbei to settle accounts with me.

Let him go. If you dare to come to Yanbei, you will be dead.

That guy doesn't look very smart. He probably didn't expect that there are so many masters around me in Yanbei.

A few hours later, we landed at Phuket Airport.

A group of people walked out of the airport. Zhao Yangui led us out of the door and went straight to the parking lot. Then a man in a floral shirt trotted over. This man was in his thirties and was a member of the Wanluo Sect in Thailand.

An employee from Ji Dao specially came to pick us up.

He said that his name was Xiong Da, a Thai-Chinese who had lived in Thailand for more than 20 years, and had been working in the Wanluo Sect for more than ten years.

As soon as he saw us, Xiong Da came over and said to Zhao Yan very politely: "Zhao Zongfeng, I came here specifically to pick you up. Do you want to go to the entrance of the hall first, or go directly to the island?"

"Is Brother Liu at the entrance of the hall?" Zhao Yangui asked.

"No, he is now on a small island in Similan, personally arranging manpower to monitor the movements of Ghost King Zong La. This is a big deal, Hall Master Liu dare not neglect it." Xiong Da said with a smile.

"Then don't go to the hall and go directly to Brother Liu." Zhao Yan returned.

Xiong Da responded, let me get into a nine-seater large business car, and headed straight to the Andaman Sea.

It is enough to show that Wanluo Sect is very concerned about dealing with the Ghost King Zongla this time.

Not only did they send two masters to follow us, but they also used the Wanluo Sect's hall in Thailand to help us take care of some trivial matters. As a result, we got into a lot of trouble.

As expected of the Wanluo Sect, if they do this well in business, who will get rich if they don’t?

More than two hours later, we arrived at a pier on the seaside. Xiong Da sent us here, only to find that a boat had been arranged on the pier waiting for us.

Xiong Da got on the boat with us, and after more than an hour of boat ride, we arrived at a small island.

This small island is not big and there are not many people. Xiong Da took us to a relatively flat place in the middle of the island. There was a tent set up there. There were four or five people standing at the door of the tent, looking very alert.

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When Xiong Da led us over, when those people saw Zhao Yangui and Su Wenyu, they all raised their hands and called them very respectfully: "Zhao Chongfeng, Su Chongfeng..."
Chapter completed!