【Column spot】Huangquan

Madara raised her head proudly: "Yo~Human No. [-]." The maid hurriedly bowed to the door, and came to Madara with a tray with a blushing face.

"Master Madara, your bean curd sushi~"

Fei Jian felt that his self-cultivation as a prince disappeared in an instant, and said with a cold face condescending: "I heard that mermaid meat can live forever, and you are only a few days old."

"Hey, the eldest prince will definitely not treat Lord Madara like this~" the maid said sadly.

Madara was amused by them, waved them to go down, and then met the same pair of red eyes in the door.

"Pink eye and less gray hair?" Master Madara began to provoke.

"I was born this way, aren't you also red!" Feijian's anger gauge instantly exploded.

"I can turn black, you see."

"..." Eyes can change color?

"It's just a fish, you're just a pet."

"Oh, you are envious, fighting for favor."

"..." What and what!

"Humans are nothing but food." Madara smiled maliciously.

Tobima pulled out his own sword: "I want to see who will become food."

Madara blinked and suddenly laughed till she burst into tears. That day, half of Hashirama's back garden was destroyed. When Hashirama ran over in a panic, she saw Madara standing on the ground and holding her brother's hair. collar.

"Legs, legs, legs..." Hashirama pointed at Madara with trembling fingers.

Madara dragged the door casually and hung it on the tree, then ignored the petrified Hashirama and went straight into his bedroom and lay naked on the bed: "I'm hungry, human."

"Put on some clothes!!" Hashirama was devastated.

Madara curled her lips, have you seen anyone wearing fish clothes?Madara rejected Hashirama's proposal with his actions, and a big character of Dama Jindao fell asleep on Hashirama's bed.

As soon as the maid who rushed over heard the sound, she pushed the door in and went out with a nosebleed, lying on the ground.

Lord, I have no regrets in this life~

Hashirama felt that he had been unlucky since he went to sea, and now he was called a homosexual, and instantly felt very sad and angry.

It seems that the mermaid is still caught and pretended not to be allowed to wear clothes. Who passed it on, I will kill him!

After Hashirama dealt with the younger brother hanging on the tree and the ruined back garden, he returned to the dormitory and met Madara's eyes.

"I'm hungry." Madara's eyes glowed red in the dim room. How should I put it, I have to bear the responsibility for the sins I made. If it weren't for my special physique, someone else would probably be eaten up.

Hashirama took off his shirt and sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Madara, trying to restrain his resistance.

Madara approached Hashirama from behind, and her breath inadvertently spat out on Hashirama's neck, causing a shiver (the blacked out 20 characters).

As if to divert attention, Hashirama said with a trembling voice: "When can you go and see your father?" His father has been asleep since he came back from the sea last time, which is why Hashirama decided to The reason for the band to come back.

"Tomorrow will be enough." Madara said vaguely from behind, and then Hashirama felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and a piece of flesh was torn off by Madara.

Slowly swallowing the meat into his belly, Madara patted his stomach contentedly, then stared at the bleeding part as if wanting to have another bite.

"Every time I look at it, I feel miraculous." Madara squinted her eyes and watched the wound slowly heal.

After putting on his clothes, Hashirama turned his head and looked at the man: "As a mermaid, you can walk freely on both legs, and you can even knock Hirama unconscious. You really don't look like a mermaid."

"You don't look like a human yet." Madara looked at Hashirama with a smile, this delicious human was really fascinating.

Madara laughed lowly, the mermaid's unique bewitching voice was faintly hidden in the words: "Sleep with me." Madara wrapped her arms around Hashirama's neck, and rubbed against Hashirama's lower abdomen in a gesture of cowardice. .

Looking at his dangerous eyes and fangs, Hashirama sighed, and pulled Madara's arms away: "I'm afraid you'll eat me, go to bed early, Madara, good night." He was considerate like a gentleman He picked up the dangerous mermaid and put it in the pool in the yard, gave him a soft sponge, and turned back to the dormitory.

As soon as Madara got into the water, the two pairs of long legs instantly joined together and turned into a gray-blue long tail with a hint of golden yellow.I feel very sorry to see the food in my hand go away from me, and I sink to the bottom of the water with a bunny-shaped sponge and fall into a deep sleep.

(200 words that were hacked)

The air pressure in the eldest prince's palace was extremely low the next morning, because Hashirama required Madara to wear clothes before he could go to see the king. For this reason, Hashirama's face was almost swollen by Madara.

In the end, Madara still couldn't resist this stubborn human being, and picked out a black suit and a dark blue robe from a pile of tattered things in his opinion. Madara expressed that he liked the fan pattern on the robe very much.

Hashirama struggled and said, "Put on your underwear..."

Madara glanced over: "What are underwear, do mermaids need that kind of thing?"

Bashirama was unable to cover his face.

All the way to the king's palace, he was in a depressed state. As a mermaid, he used his natural charm to seduce all the women in the palace, even including a few homosexuals.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Master Madara is so handsome!"

"Huh? Who is that mushroom next to it?"

"That's the eldest prince."

"Ahem... Don't be sad, my lord, you are handsome too."

Madara was very happy when he saw the food's attitude of throwing himself into his arms, and even gave him a few smiles.

With screams, the two arrived at the king's palace.Bai Mao watched indifferently as the palace became smoky, and glared at the culprit.

It seems to be the reason for having a good time just now, Madara reflexively flew to Feijian and gave a wink to the classmate who was still straight in those years.

"This is your old and funny king with wrinkled face?" Master Madara, who let himself go, also let go of his tongue.

Swallowing down the rebuttal, Hashirama said with a sluggish face: "Yes, he is the king." (Buddha: mmp)

Madara walked over and stretched out his hand to lift Buddha's eyelids, and looked.

Hashirama stopped the soldiers who came forward and asked, "Did you see anything?"

Madara ignored him, and the original black eyes turned into blood-red three-pointed jade and then turned into strange patterns.

Withdrawing his hand, he rubbed the old oily skin on his clothes and said, "Did your king go to Crescent Moon Island the last time he went to sea?"

"That ghost island? Why did the king go there?" A minister asked in panic.

Madara glanced lazily and said nothing.But Hashirama said affirmatively: "At that time, there was a storm and I was lost for a while, probably near Crescent Island."

"Oh." Madara nodded as I expected, "That place where mermaids, harpies, and a few sea tribes like to sing, and sometimes they forget to close the song when they sing high." Gong, your old oily ears just accidentally heard it."

"..." How should I put it, we cannot accept such a result.

Madara tilted her head to see a group of humans fell into a bewildered silence and seemed not to understand.Looking back at the 'corpse' in the Buddha room, I decided to use the most violent means to wake him up.

Madara grabbed the chicken feathers of a flamboyant duke beside him, lifted the quilt between the buddhas, and started scratching the soles of his feet.

Fojian, who was scratched at the soles of his feet, finally woke up with tears streaming down his face, feeling that his life could be restarted, and now he especially hoped that an assassin could give him a knife.