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n94 This Island is too Fierce

nThe cool sea breeze blew against the bodies of the two people who were sleeping soundly on the deck.

n“Mm.” Fu Xi moved her arm and opened her eyes. Gong Hao’s familiar deep breathing was in her ears, and his arm was still around her waist.

nLooking at the sky, it was probably almost noon. Fu Xi pushed Gong Hao’s arm away and was about to sit up.

n“Are you awake?” Gong Hao asked. Seeing her get up, he gently pinched her cheeks. “Why don’t you sleep a little more?”

n“I don’t want to sleep anymore. I’m too hungry.” Fu Xi yawned and was about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

nGong Hao was no longer sleepy and followed beside her. The two of them took bread and milk and ate and drank by the side of the boat.

nFu Xi suddenly pointed not far away with a serious expression. “Ah Hao, look.”

nGong Hao looked in the direction she was pointing at. It was a black island.

nThe island was very large and stood there quietly. It was like a black behemoth lying in the sea. From afar, it looked sinister and lofty.

nFu Xi had a bad feeling.

nThis island was too fierce.

n“Let’s go around it.”

nIn any case, they had a fixed route and ample supplies. There was no need to take risks on the island.

n“Okay.” Gong Hao nodded and steered the boat around the island with Fu Xi.

nBut at this moment, a strong wind suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea. A lot of black fog emerged from the black island and quickly wrapped around the ship.

n“Crap!” Fu Xi pointed at the island and hurriedly searched for a veil, wanting to cover their mouths and noses.

nHowever, the black fog was too fast. In a few seconds, a wave of dizziness immediately washed over them and their bodies couldn’t use any strength.

nPlop. Fu Xi was the first to fall and gradually fainted. Gong Hao slowly moved to her side and held her hand. He couldn’t take it anymore and closed his eyes.

nThe two of them fell into a deep sleep.

nFu Xi was woken up by a clamor in her ears. It seemed like many people were talking noisily, but she could not make out what they were saying. They were chattering non-stop. Her ears were buzzing and she could not hear them clearly.

nShe tried to open her eyes. Her eyelids were heavy and she could not move her limbs. No matter how she struggled, she could not move them.

n“Xi’er, wake up. We’re tied up.” Gong Hao’s familiar deep voice sounded by her ear. Fu Xi recovered a little and finally opened her eyes.

nWhen Fu Xi saw her and Gong Hao’s situation, she immediately laughed bitterly.

nThey were indeed tied up. What bound them was an unknown wood vine root, but it was extremely sturdy. She and Gong Hao had both tried, but they were unable to break free at all. Instead, the more they struggled, the tighter it became.

nBelow their feet were piles of branches and dried grass. Not far away, there was a person holding a torch.

nFu Xi was somewhat surprised to see the marks on their faces.

n“Indian?”

n“Yes.” Gong Hao said helplessly, “They seem to think of us as foreign enemies. I just heard them say that the leader gave the order to burn us to death.”

n“This isn’t right.” Fu Xi frowned tightly. “Although the Indians are natives, they won’t make enemies easily. Is there a misunderstanding here?”

nGong Hao shook his head. “I’m not sure. I’ll ask first.”

nHe knew how to speak the Indian language, which he had learned on his own in the library. He did not expect it to come in handy now.

nFu Xi looked at the Indians in deep thought.

n“Their leader is here.”

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