One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

"Shhh~" I saw the holy man of Iran put his finger in front of his lips and shushed, and then he said mysteriously, regardless of Bai Xing's reaction.

"Shirahoshi~Have you ever heard of the story of the flying robber on the sea?"

Tears were still flowing on Bai Xing's face, but his attention was already partially attracted by Iran Saint, and he shook his head.

Iran Saint deliberately lowered his voice and shook his head in a slightly hoarse voice.

"There is a famous bad guy on the sea, known as the Flying Thief. He has done all kinds of bad things in his life, but when he got older, he did another good thing."

"What a good thing." Bai Xing asked sobbing.

"Maybe it was because he was getting older that he had some compassion. He saved a little girl in an abandoned village."

When Iran Saint said this, he glanced at Bai Xing secretly and saw that although she was still crying, most of her attention had been diverted by him.

"This girl is about the same age as you, Shirahoshi. She is also very cute. Of course, she is still a bit inferior to you, Shirahoshi."

He raised his head and looked at Bai Xing, lowered his voice again, and continued in a slower tone.

"But what people didn't expect is that the flying thief only did this one good thing in his life, but he lost his life because of it.

It turned out that he was on the way to escape with the girl, and the girl's cries exposed their traces! As a result, the flying thief was hacked to death and his death was extremely horrific."

"Ah~ The flying thief is so pitiful~" Bai Xing exclaimed, new tears welling up in his eyes again.

"This is not over yet," the Iranian saint said again in a deep voice mysteriously.

"The flying thief died with hatred and turned into a ghost after his death. He swore that he would kill all the crybabies in the world!~"

"You know how he did it~" The Iranian saint had a weird smile on his face, and the scarlet light in his eyes added a bit of horror to the atmosphere.

"how what"

"There is a white sea hare fish-man on the sea. She is very cute and lovable, but at the same time she is also a famous crybaby.

One day she cried bitterly late at night and attracted flying robbers.

The flying thief stood outside the door of Hare's house, pretending to be her mother's voice to seduce Little Hare and open the door.

The clever little sea hare did not fall for the trick, but responded, "No, no, I won't~"

Iran Saint paused, looked into Bai Xing's eyes and asked slowly

"Do you know what happened next?"

Bai Xing shook his head

"Actually, no one knows what happened that night. They just heard singing songs coming from the house~"

As Saint Iran spoke, he slowly approached, lowering his head to prevent her from seeing his expression, and sang a song with the unique brisk tone of a children's song.

"Little white rabbit~white and white~hold up both ears;

A knife cut on the aorta~ It's so cute to be motionless.

Peel it, chop it into pieces, throw it into the pot and stir-fry it.

Add water, cover, and sprinkle with coriander before serving.

The little white rabbit~white and white~holds up its two ears;

After cutting the artery and cutting the vein, it’s so cute to be motionless.

Peel it, chop it into pieces, throw it into the pot and stir-fry it.

Add water, cover, and sprinkle with coriander before serving~"

"Wow~wow~um." Bai Xing was frightened and cried, but as if he had thought of something, he covered his mouth with both hands and forced tears to stop in his eyes.

Seeing her series of actions, Iran Saint smiled proudly.

Next, the Iranian Holy Pan sat next to Bai Xing and told her all kinds of interesting stories. There were enough stories to be compiled into a book.

The name of this book is probably "100 Ways to Die by a Crybaby" which is more appropriate.

Bai Xing, on the other hand, held the corners of the quilt tightly, holding back the tears in his eyes, sobbing as he listened to each of these vivid and interesting stories.

Wouldn't it scare this child? Sheng Iran thought silently in his heart, and then sighed meaningfully.

"Baixing, the weak in the sea are not qualified to cry. At least you have to defeat the flying thief, so that you can cry loudly."

Then, he grabbed Bai Xing’s little big hand and said

"Let's go, your mother will ask you to eat later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the room was slowly pushed open, and Otohime walked in.

"Shirahoshi, Holy Master of Iran, it's time for lunch."

"Wow, Holy Iran is so powerful." Bai Xing marveled at the Holy Prophet of Iran.

The Iranian Saint just raised his chin slightly and said calmly.

"Otherwise, how could you know so many stories?"

Bai Xing pursed his lips. He wanted to cry but didn't dare.

"Look, look, there are humans next to Princess Shirahoshi and Princess Otohime?"

"That one should be the Celestial Dragon who saved the princess that day."

"Hey Celestial Dragon?!"

Iran Saint and Shirahoshi followed Otohime and passed over the heads of the crowd on floating bubbles. The moment they entered, the atmosphere of the entire banquet venue became even more heated.

There are more people than you think. Iran Saint looked around the venue and thought to himself.

In addition to the Neptune family, there were also ministers and guards from Dragon Palace City.

"Neptune really loves fun," the Iranian Saint sighed.

"What, aren't you used to it? Lord Iran." Otohime asked with a smile.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the lively atmosphere in the venue, and said with a smile.

"No, I just remembered a man with a strange beard."

"As long as you like it, Lord Iran, there is a stage in front of you." Otohime pointed to the front and responded with a smile.

Just as Otohime finished speaking, the curtain of the stage slowly opened, and the host's voice sounded throughout the dim venue.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Dragon Palace City banquet begins now!"

As an invited guest, the Iranian Saint found an inconspicuous seat and sat down after the banquet.

Listening to the opera on the stage alone, watching the mermaids dancing in the water around me.

After drinking a few glasses of sake, his eyes gradually became blurred.

Tasting the unique snacks of Fish-Man Island, watching the lights flash across the darkness from time to time.

Suddenly, I felt like I was dancing on earth in my previous life.

“It’s great, Fishman Island”

It is a pity that in such a noisy and lively scene and such a lively crowd, no one can be regarded as a friend of the Iranian Saint.

Even the Holy Capital of Iran couldn't think of getting involved.

He raised his head and took a few sips of sake into his mouth again. Iran Saint felt that it was time to leave Fish-Man Island.

Because he misses Nine Snakes Island a little bit

Especially at this time, when I am incompatible with the people around me, this feeling is particularly strong.

Well, there's one last thing to do on Fishman Island

What's going on?

Forget it, Iran Saint lay on the ground and fell asleep.

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