After discussing for a long time, we didn't discuss the reason. We only know so much about the Ghost King Zongla.

As for his true strength, he will only know after fighting.

Plans are not as fast as changes, and you must act according to the situation.

Then, we decided on flying directly to Phuket Airport, Thailand tomorrow morning, and then making the next plan.

With a nervous heart, I didn't sleep well all night.

Uncle Huzi has booked a flight ticket to Phuket, Thailand in advance. He must not be allowed to follow him this time. Let alone him, even we may not be able to come back with all the money.

Early the next morning, when we were about to set off, Zhao Yangui told us something else.

Now no one dares to approach the island where the Ghost King Zongla lives, but Wanluo Sect sent people to monitor the island where the Ghost King Zongla lives, and there are people monitoring his movements on several nearby islands.

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

If nothing unexpected happens, we will be able to reach the nearby islands that night and decide to do whatever we want depending on the situation.

I'm about to set off, and I'm still excited.

The seven of us joined forces, and I don’t know if we can kill this Thai 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.

On the way, Uncle Huzi was nagging along the way and said a lot, asking me to be careful. If I really can't beat it, I will run away. Living is the most important thing.

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

For so many years, Uncle Hu Zi, the double flower red stick of the Six Hehe Association, used to not even wash clothes, but also be a groom every night. Since I went there, I have been both a father and a mother, and I have taken care of me in every detail. He has long regarded me as a relative, and I am the same.

In any case, I must live, because I will be able to go to Jiushan Village to meet my parents.

For this, I must survive and kill Ghost King Zongla, so that he can't be a stumbling block on my way.

After arriving at the airport, Uncle Huzi seemed to be unable to see me. He pulled my arm and gave a lot of advice, and his eyes were red.

When we walked to the airport lobby, Uncle Huzi was still standing at the door and looking at me from afar. I suddenly thought of my mother. Xiaopang had told me before that my mother would often run to the direction of the village entrance alone, staring at the road I went home. She stayed for a long time, and she had been waiting for me to go home.

Uncle Huzi now is probably similar to my mother's situation at that time.

I have a bad life and have to go through eighteen kalpas, but I have only been through six kalpas. I don’t know which kalpa I can’t stand, and my life will be gone.

Even if I die, I don’t regret it. At least I have been here. At least so many people care about me and care about me. I feel the most sincere feelings in this world.

Parents, brotherly love, and the eight-tailed fox who has always protected me. I don’t know if the eight-tailed fox loves me, but I have loved her to the point of being deeply rooted in my heart.

Just because at that moment, she resolutely rushed to the thunder pool and blocked the thunder for me, I would never have any other woman in this life.

She is willing to die for me, so how can I bear to let it go?

Even if I never meet for the rest of my life, just like Tang Cheng, I only keep one thought, and I feel it is worth it.

Since the moment I saw the Eight-Tailed Fox help 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 rose to a height of ten thousand meters.

Before boarding the plane, we placed all the magic weapons in the sloppy Taoist priest's eight treasure bags, so that we could easily pass the security check.

After arriving at the place, we will take out the magic weapon, which will be much more convenient.

A treasure obtained from roasted sweet potatoes is really worth it.

I don’t know if the old man from the red-haired thief roasted the sweet potato and ate it. It must have tasted very fragrant.

Suddenly I thought of the scruffy Taoist, the sloppy Taoist, who said my name to the old man with the red-haired thief, would he come to Yanbei to settle the score with me after he found out that the ten thousand-year-old snow lotus fruit was fake?

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

That guy looked not very smart, and probably didn't expect that there were so many experts around Yanbei.

A few hours later, we landed at Phuket Airport.

A group of people walked out of the airport, Zhao Yangui led us out, and went straight to the near the parking lot. Then a man in a floral shirt trotted all the way. This man was in his thirties and was an employee of Wanluozong in Phuket, Thailand, and came to pick us up.

He said that his name is Xiong Da. A Thai Chinese who has lived in Thailand for more than 20 years has worked in Wanluo Sect for more than ten years.

As soon as he saw us, Xiong Da came over and said to Zhao Yangui very politely: "Zhao Gongfeng, I came here to pick you up. Should you go to the hall first, or go directly to the island?"

"Is Brother Liu in the hall?" Zhao Yangui asked.

"No, he is now on a small island in Smilan, and he personally arranges people to monitor the movements of the Ghost King Zongla. This is a big deal. Master Liu dares not neglect it." Xiong Da said with a smile.

"Then I won't go to the hall, just look for Brother Liu." Zhao Yangui said.

Xiong Da responded and asked me to get on a nine-seater business and head straight for the Andaman Sea.

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

Not only did we send only two masters to follow us, but we also used the Wanluo Sect's hall in Thailand to help us deal with some trivial matters. This made us feel a lot of trouble.

It is worthy of being the Wanluo Sect. If they do business, who will make a fortune if they don’t make a fortune?

More than two hours later, we arrived at a dock by the sea. Xiong Da sent us here and found that a boat was already arranged on the dock waiting for us.

Xiong Da followed us on the boat, took another boat for more than an hour, and arrived on a small island.

The island is not big and not many people. Xiong Da took us to a relatively flat place in the middle of the island, where there was a tent and four or five people standing at the door of the tent, looking very alert.

When Xiong Da took us over, the people bowed down when they saw Zhao Yangui and Su Wenyu, and called him very respectfully: "Zhao Gongfeng, Su Gongfeng..."
Chapter completed!