Hey!Long Jun, please wait a moment

The dead are long gone, and the living often mourn.

In the desolate, desolate and mysterious primitive deep sea, a group of dragon orcs were solemn and silent, holding a solemn and simple white jade sarcophagus, and advancing at a constant speed.

The cold season has not yet passed, the shallow sea water is icy cold, the sky is overcast and gray, and the bottom of the sea is so dull that it seems that the water is stagnant and thick, and the waves cannot be broken by swinging claws.

"Guiyi, how far is it from Haihunao?" Ao Yi asked softly, his voice was hoarse and deep, exhausted physically and mentally, even the scales were not so shiny.

The elders of the Gui clan who accompanied the guide hurriedly replied: "It will take about a day."

"Ah?" Ao Yi cautiously and respectfully supported the heavy sarcophagus forward, unable to hide his grief and said: "The three-day deadline stipulated by grandfather cannot be exceeded. I will not rest tonight and rush on the road overnight."

The captain of the East China Sea Dark Guard said with a stern look: "Yes."

Ao Xuan has always been by his partner's side, taking care of him silently, regretting the sad partner who lost his grandfather, comforting him and trying to divert his attention, saying: "We will make it in time. It turns out that the soul of the sea is located at the northern end of the East China Sea. I have never heard of it before."

"That's the place where the bones of the royal family of the East China Sea are buried. There is a special guard from the palace. I heard from my father that there is no light in that place." They supported the coffin side by side, and Ao Yi sighed: "Originally, according to the rules, you should It was our family and...brother Wang's family who respectfully sent grandfather to Haihunao for burial, but...ah!" The two turned their heads at the same time, frowning to look at the bound and gagged former Dragon King of the East China Sea.

"Hmm! Uhhh!" Seeing his nephew turning his head, Ao Han immediately struggled desperately, and the sound of cursing was blocked. If the hatred in the eyes could materialize, Ao Yi would have been stabbed to death thousands of times.

"Your family is represented by you, and Ao Feng's family is represented by his father. We have tried our best to arrange it. I believe the old man's spirit in heaven will understand." Ao Xuan comforted me gently.

The white jade sarcophagus is constantly advancing: climbing the reef, passing through the coral thickets, over the low-lying areas, around the rapids...

"The East China Sea cannot be without a leader." Ao Yi said in a hoarse voice, and said seriously: "Since my grandfather ordered the king's succession on his deathbed, and the sea people in the East China Sea basically agree, it is justified for the king to sacrifice to the sea god and ask the ancestors to be crowned king. Just a little help!"

Yes, there is no Dragon King guarding the East China Sea Dragon Palace at this time, and Ao Feng must take over as soon as possible to stabilize the situation and the hearts of the people—but he is young and inexperienced, and cannot hold back a few uncles and uncles who strongly opposed him. Ao Bai, who is his uncle, must be tough, and try his best to support his nephew on the throne, so that Donghai will not suffer from internal chaos.

At the time when the throne was changing, and because the old dragon king left a will to keep things simple, the funeral of the dignified generation of dragon kings was so deserted.

"The vast majority of people agree, and the few who are against it, I think they are a bit cynical." Ao Xuan commented straightforwardly, and thoughtfully waved away a clump of seaweed blocking his partner.

"Hmph, those who oppose are all those who advocate getting close to the dragons of the West Sea!" Ao Yi loathes and despises, thinking that brother Wang and uncle have very different attitudes towards relatives. Eat, otherwise you won't be afraid to be like that.

Ao Han, who was forcibly dragged behind, let out another frantic "whooping" sound, but no one paid any attention to him.

There are not many Sicilian sea orcs who came with them, and even Rong Ge stayed in the Dragon Palace to assist Ao Bai, because there are too many places to employ people right now: those who stayed at home in Sicily, and the Sea Boundary took care of the Dragon Queen and the little prince who were seriously injured and needed to be treated on the spot. Yes, the East China Sea supported Ao Feng's position... Therefore, most of the funeral procession was the East China Sea dark guard appointed by the old Dragon King.

The night was getting darker, and the world was dark, because they had to rush to the three-day period stipulated by the old dragon king before his death, and no one had time to rest.

"Tired?" Ao Xuan asked in a low voice, and suggested intimately: "I'll help you, lean on me to sleep for a while."

Ao Yi hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no, it's not right, if you persist, you will be in the sea of ​​souls."

"Okay, I will make it in time, and it will definitely be there tomorrow." Ao Xuan had no choice but to stick close to his partner as much as possible, lending strength to him.

After a long night, the funeral procession continued to go northward, and finally arrived at Haihunao as scheduled at sunrise.

As the name suggests: Haihun, the place where the royal family of the East China Sea rests after death; concave, refers to an extremely low depression.

Looking far away, this depression is very deep, slowly sinking, the water is dark blue and thick, with tiny bubbles constantly floating up, and dense seaweed grows, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.Looking up at the sky, I saw a white light spot that kept shaking, but there were no colorful fish, shrimps and crabs.

There was silence all around, and occasionally a few strands of sea current passed by, inexplicably arousing the orc's whole body to shiver.

All the orcs couldn't help but stand in awe.

"This... is Haihunao?" Ao Yi frowned and asked hesitantly. He was very surprised when he came here for the first time. He subconsciously rubbed his paws against the white jade sarcophagus, thinking that his grandfather will sleep forever in this deserted and secluded place. ?

"Exactly!" The elder of the Turtle Clan hurriedly replied, he was in charge of presiding over the burial ceremony, and reminded: "Prince Yi, please order to stop the coffin, and we can not bury it until we tell the ancestors of the royal family of the East China Sea by singing the preface to the dead soul."

Ao Yi followed suit one by one, with a sad and solemn face, and said softly: "You follow the rules and do whatever you want. I am young and don't understand those things."

"Prince Yi is extremely filial, and the old master must be pleased to know. Then this will begin." Only then did the elders of the Turtle Clan dare to let go of their busyness and direct a group of orcs around.

The ancient and long burial ceremony of the royal family began. Although there were very few mourners, at Ao Yi's request, it must be strictly followed.

The white jade sarcophagus was parked on the altar carved with complicated patterns. Ao Yi led the way. A group of orcs held their breaths and knelt down piously, listening to the mysterious and long singing of the turtle elders:

"The sky is blue, the East China Sea is vast, and a generation of holy lords leave the palace, and the endless calls are not answered..."

After hearing the first sentence, Ao Yi's eyes turned red and he trembled, his forehead rested on the cold altar, and he sobbed.Ao Xuan accompanied him silently, and his heart was very heavy.

"...The origin of teaching...The virtue of sages, enough to inspire future generations..." The lengthy chant continued.

——In this world, there is no grandfather anymore.

Ao Yi was so sad that he couldn't get more sad. These days, he kept recalling the details of getting along with his grandfather. The memories were so beautiful and precious. They were full of amiability and respectability of the old man. The more Ao Yi thought about it, the sadder he became. Ao Xuan cried until he was at a loss.

Parting from life to death is a great suffering in the world.

"...wailing and paying homage, the grief is unbearable..."

When Ao Yi cried and mourned for his grandfather, Ao Han was pressed and knelt before the coffin—because he had resentment in his heart, he struggled and refused to kneel, which aroused Ao Yi's fury, and he thought that if it wasn't for his grandfather's deathbed last protector Given you and let you guard the sea soul palace, do you really think that you can continue to be the dragon king? ?

There are so many complaints, the people of the ethnic group are going to rebel, okay? !

The chanting of the elders of the Turtle Clan became more and more mournful, shaking the dense dark green seaweed in front of Haihun's eyes slightly shaking... Shaking?Why is the direction of the deep seagrass shaking different?No torrents disturbing!

Something is wrong!

With a thought in his mind, Ao Xuan hurriedly opened his eyes to look carefully.Although he was also uncomfortable, his mood was all influenced by his partner. Therefore, while attending the funeral respectfully, he also habitually observed the unfamiliar environment carefully.

The elders of the Turtle Clan still squinted their eyes, shaking their heads and chanting the Preface to the Souls of the Dead: "...May the Lord have spirits underground, and bless me in the East China Sea..."

"Cough cough... Grandfather..." Ao Yi listened devoutly, immersing himself in the order of the dead.The orcs did not flick their tears lightly, but they did not reach the point of sadness.He has been suppressing it for a long time. He was so busy before that he didn't even have time to mourn his grandfather seriously. Now he can finally be released, so he cried heartily.

However, Ao Xuan was already highly vigilant and restless, staring at the deep and dense seagrass forest in front of him. Although he didn't find anything specific for the time being, the orcs who had experienced many battles would have keen intuition.

Ao Xuan squeezed his partner to the left without showing a trace, and sent him into the safe corner of the altar. At the same time, he swung his tail heavily at Rong Ping behind him. Remember, and the force was obviously not an unintentional touch, he blinked his eyes in wonder, and then trembled - Ao Xuan has always been steady and upright, not a joking dragon, what does he mean?Any questions?

While thinking quickly, Rong Ping quietly informed the other companions in the same way... The Sicilian sea orcs gradually began to move, and slowly approached the prince.

Ao Xuan was glad that he was on the edge of the fan-shaped altar, he kept looking at the East China Sea Dark Guard from the corner of his eye, and instinctively began to suspect outsiders.

At the scene, only the singing of the elders of the Gui clan and the weeping of Ao Yi could be heard... Where is Ao Han?Why didn't he yell "woo hoo"?

The more Ao Xuan observed and thought, the more he felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to risk his disrespect to the deceased to remind his partner, he suddenly heard tiny but creepy "Huhu~" and "Huhu~" from the deep seagrass forest in front of him. ~" A few times!

"No! There are mutant sharks!" Ao Xuan jumped up and yelled a warning. He had no choice but to interrupt the burial ceremony.

"...What?" The elder of the Turtle Clan was stunned, stopped singing, subconsciously looked up along Ao Xuan's line of sight, and suddenly a group of carnivorous sharks with sharp teeth and sharp mouths rushed into his field of vision. He was frightened and shouted: "Ah Ahh!" Then instinctively retracted into the turtle shell to hide.

"Ao Yi, be careful, there is a problem here!"

Ao Xuan dragged his partner up to protect him behind him, Rong Ping, Rong Ping, and Sicilian Sea Dragon Guards surrounded him without ordering, and they naturally guarded around the white jade sarcophagus.

"What's going on?" Ao Yi was surrounded by crowds from the grief and mourning. After being surprised, he became furious, and stared at the East China Sea Dark Guard in disbelief—only to find that the other party had protected Ao Han and remained silent. Untie it.

"You!" Ao Yi was trembling with anger, and roared: "How dare you disobey my grandfather's order?! Even the funeral of the old man won't let him feel at ease?!"

After being untied, Ao Han stared at his nephew with hatred and sneered, his face was distorted, and his hand was slowly raised, revealing a whistle containing a secret medicine that could drive mutated animals in his palm!Feeling sad like crazy, he said:

"Hahahahaha, I am the Dragon King! Of course the dark guards listen to me, the lives of their family members are in my hands, oh, now the queen mother has taken over. Ao Yi, you deserve death! Xiaofeng is also a Nizi, actually helping outsiders deal with his father, raising him for nothing, raising him for nothing!"

The East China Sea Dark Guards seemed insensitive, but they subconsciously refused to look at the old Dragon King's sarcophagus.

"You are so insane!" Ao Yi tightly guarded the sarcophagus, and scolded: "If my father and king were not upright and loyal, if you offended someone else, then the entire East China Sea would have changed owners because of you! No matter what you do, The current Dragon King of the East China Sea is Brother Wang!"

The mutated shark was restless and tried to eat the hidden guards of the East China Sea frequently. He didn't know if there was something wrong with the secret medicine left in the world or Ao Han couldn't use it.

"Nonsense! You are talking nonsense!" Ao Han was emotional, waving the whistle in his hand, and yelled crazily: "I am the Dragon King of the East China Sea! I want to unify the world! You, you damn, you all damn, the old man is dead, die well Wow! He is the most damned, an old fool who always favors Ao Bai, he should have died a long time ago hahaha."

Ao Yi guarded the sarcophagus tightly, and was in a hurry, because the opponent had many people, and there was a group of mutant sharks—how could he defeat it?

"Friends from the dark guards, don't be confused." Ao Xuan calmly dissuaded, and said righteously: "Ao Han is no longer the Dragon King, the current Dragon King is Ao Feng, don't you understand his relationship with the Sicilian Sea Dragon Clan? Listen to my advice—— "

However, Ao Han was furious and shouted: "Whoever is the Dragon King in the East China Sea, who dares to kill my mother? Who is confused? Give them all to me, and no one will be left alive! In addition, destroy the sarcophagus for me, the old man killed me So embarrassed, don't even think about killing him, I will make him die without a whole body!"