The Chronicle of the Sea Emperor of Another World

Jimo Sheng spent a long time changing clothes. Standing in the spacious dressing room, Jimo Sheng took out a set of exquisitely designed and tailored Chinese clothes, and took the trouble to try them on.

"Hey..." Jimo Sheng threw the white suit he had just taken off back into the cabinet, lay down on the carpet, covered his face, and suddenly thought of a line of poetry, "A woman is the face of someone who pleases herself."

"No way." Jimo Sheng wailed, how could it be possible, how could he fall in love with a stranger so quickly, this is too false, it's not that Jimo Sheng doesn't believe in love at first sight, it's that he doesn't believe in love at first sight. on himself.

How can I involuntarily want to get close to that person, even such an intimate name does not feel awkward at all, and even allows him to call himself Shengsheng, which is as intimate as a private love word between lovers, thinking of my name slowly slipping from the man's mouth. Rolling down slowly, Jimo Sheng's heart trembled again.

God, is it true that I have been under some kind of curse?

"Hiss..." Jimo Sheng let out a low cry, and raised his finger, bright red blood was oozing from it, and he was poked by something, and his finger was broken. Let the blood go somewhere.

Just when Jimo Sheng was looking down for the cotton wool, the bead on his chest suddenly shone brightly. The blue-purple light suddenly lit up in the room, and then disappeared quickly, as fast as a meteor flashing across the sky.

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When Jimo Sheng woke up faintly, a kind old woman appeared in front of him, looking at Jimo Sheng with caring eyes.

"You are?" Jimo Sheng shook his dizzy head and stood up.

The old woman said softly, "I am your nurse, my child."

"How could I have a wet nurse? I grew up in an orphanage." Jimo Sheng looked around and was surprised to find that there was a thick blue-purple fog around him. He and the old man were standing in the middle of the thick fog, surrounded by The pale golden fragments are spinning at high speed, forming a pale golden light belt.

"You've lost part of your memory, so naturally you won't think of Mammy." Seeing Jimo Sheng's suspicious eyes, the old man pointed at the pale golden shards around him, "Why, didn't you realize that you forgot something when you woke up? ? Something is ringing in your head, but you can't hear it clearly."

Jimo Sheng finally got serious, "Do you have that part of my memory?"

The old man smiled, "No, I don't. This part of your memory was taken away by the rules of heaven and earth, and I have no ability to get it back. Moreover, I am only a part of the soul fragment, and I don't have enough mana."

"So what do you want to do?"

"I can incinerate these fragments and transfer back to you all the things I used to know. Combined with my memory, maybe you can remember the things before."

"Then what do you do?" Jimo Sheng was a little worried.

"I have been detained in the mortal world for too long, so I can return to the embrace of God as soon as possible." The old man took a deep look at Jimo Sheng, "Mother will remind you one last thing, everything is under the observation of God. Be aware of those around you."

god?what godJust when Jimo Sheng was about to ask, the old man in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the thick fog surrounding his body swung violently. The pale golden fragments were like meteors flying at high speed, and the afterimages brought up seemed to form a substance.

Under the action of strong centrifugal force, all the pale golden fragments deviated from the orbit, and burned into pale golden flames at the moment of flying out, one by one, blooming in the dense fog, magnificent like fireworks in the night sky.

Jimo Sheng's last consciousness was seeing those pale golden flames hitting towards him one after another, and then disappearing on his forehead...

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The pale golden flame was like a burning bomb, exploding and burning in Jimo Sheng's sea of ​​memory, and countless finer powders scattered to the surroundings, and the strong fluctuation caused a violent whirlwind in the sea of ​​memory, hiding it in the sea of ​​memory The part that got up all came out.

Sister Hai Long didn't expect that the burning of the soul fragments would cause such a big fluctuation and restore all Jimo Sheng's memories.

When the fluctuations in the depths of memory finally weakened, Jimo Sheng opened his eyes. His beautiful eyes were looking at the dome in a daze. He was adapting to the momentary loss when a large number of memories flooded in.

Jimo Sheng sorted out that part of the memory, his eyes lit up, it turned out that he really hadn't been asleep all the time in those three years, it turned out that the man was... no wonder he fell so easily.

The corner of the mouth curled up into a devilish smile, damn it, you didn’t wake me up, so I won’t tell you that my memory has been recovered, Jimo Sheng stood up, and chose that season’s clothes from Dior, with sea blue as the main color "Deep Sea Nobility" series.

"Let's go." Jimo Sheng walked down the spiral staircase slowly, with an elegant manner, Jimo Ran was like a prince favored by a princess, "Please follow me."

Jimo Ran's eyes that lit up instantly just now obviously pleased Jimo Sheng, women are those who please themselves, and if they can show a stunning expression, the trouble of dressing up has turned into sweet happiness.

Jimo Ran, who was walking in front and leading the way, looked back from time to time. The clothes with perfect tailoring, unique design, and bold colors certainly made Shengsheng shine, but what confused Jimo Ran a little was that Shengsheng's eyes seemed to be highlighted. He picked up some other colors, and if he read it correctly, the corners of his mouth were also curled up happily. What made him so happy?

"Ran, what's your occupation?" Jimo Sheng asked suddenly.

"Some jewelry sales."

"Being engaged in jewelry sales requires accumulation, so Ran's family must be very large."

"The family is very small, just me and my children."

"Huh? Ran has a child?" Jimo Sheng pretended to be surprised.

Jimo Ran smiled slightly, "Let's have dinner first, and chat while eating."

The dinner is very ordinary, and there are not too many expensive dishes that make people speechless. They are all carefully cooked dishes of deep-sea animals and plants. "There are no dishes from my hometown here, so I can only choose some similar raw materials here. I made something myself, I hope Shengsheng likes it."

Jimo Sheng looked at the dishes on the table, they were all delicious in color and fragrance, and people couldn't help but twitch their index fingers. Jimo Sheng resisted the desire to eat, and continued the topic just now, "It turns out that Ran can cook, so I'm taking the liberty to ask , can we continue the topic just now? I doubt that Ran will have children at such a young age."

There was something beating in the bottom of my heart, that is, Mo Ran couldn't help being happy when he realized what it was, but he didn't show it on his face, "My child, savage, self-willed, don't mention it."

"Oh? How should I say it?" Jimo Sheng hated secretly, good Jimo Ran, you finally let me hear the truth, so that's how you see me.

"Hey, on such a beautiful day, talking about such a spoiled topic is really unpleasant, but if Shengcheng wants to listen to me, he can just say it, that kid is stubborn and always self-righteous, that's all, the most hateful thing is that he likes to deceive me. "

How can there be!Jimo Sheng shouted from the bottom of his heart, you dead burner, you actually say that about me just to please others, it's too hateful, too irritating, Jimo Cheng found that the smile on his face could hardly hold back, "Your child is really... "Ji Mo Sheng couldn't find anything to say about himself.

The power of "Spiritual Rhinoceros" suddenly awakened just now, and realized that it was a symbol of Shengcheng's memory recovery, but it seemed that Shengcheng wanted to pretend, so Jimo Ran also accompanied him. He just heard the roar in Jimocheng's heart, and Jimo Ranren Can't help laughing, against the bright candlelight, has the charm of turning all living beings upside down.

"Actually, my kid is also fun. He always thinks of some ideas that he thinks are smart, but he doesn't know that I have already seen through those ideas. Every time I see him pretending to be in front of me, and then he looks frustrated when the conspiracy is revealed. It's quite comfortable."

This guy, Jimo Sheng was furious, he actually thinks my tricks are smart ideas, it's too much, it's just fun, don't you know what fun is, but...

Jimo Sheng, who came back to his senses, was chewing Jimo Ran's words, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. Could it be that this fellow Ran already knew something?

"Ran, you..." Jimo Sheng pretended to be puzzled, and leaned over to look at Jimo Ran.

Jimo Ran stood up, walked behind Jimo Sheng, hugged Jimo Sheng into his arms, and pressed his lips against him, "Children who want to deceive their father are bad children, and they must be punished by their father."

Jimo Ran's voice is full of naked lust.

Jimo Sheng looked at Jimo Ran provocatively, "All fathers who deceive their children first are bad fathers, and they must be punished."

"The night is long, let's go to the bedroom and slowly think about how to punish."

"I don't want to...hey, I really don't want to go to the bedroom...uh..." The wicked child was gagged by the wicked father and carried directly to the bedroom.

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On the top of the Snowy Mountain, a lonely small temple stands majestically in the wind and snow. Amidst the snowflakes all over the sky, an old nun in black clothes slowly walks down the mountain. It is obviously a wanton movement like a stroll in a courtyard, but Every step I took, I walked several feet away, and there was no trace on the snow.

The old nun quickly walked to the small temple, lightly knocked on the copper knocker on the door, and the crisp voice echoed on the top of the snow mountain, "Junior Sister Fulong is here, please come in."

A clear voice came from the depths of the temple, the door was opened, and the nun in black still walked towards the temple with that seemingly slow, but actually fast pace.