Zanxing

Don't talk nonsense, Tian Fangfang put a piece of roasted corn in his mouth: How can you curse the little uncle like this? Think about it carefully, there is still a possibility that we will see fairies in our lifetime.

Seventh Shishu's cultivation base is indeed very high, Mu Chengxiao said, Today, he won Tantianxin with one move. He is still young. Speaking of this, his tone was a little unconvincing.

Hairpin Xing understands very well, after all, a new character like Gu Baiying was born out of nowhere, almost robbing the hero of the protagonist's halo. But why didn't the original world stumble upon him to obliterate him? Just because he didn't have Xiao Yuanzhu? Now, would it be alright to take out Xiao Yuanzhu and return it to Mu layerxiao, but how do you dig it out?

She was thinking wildly when she heard Mendong say again: That's natural, my uncle is the blood of Fairy Qinghua, and naturally inherited Fairy Qinghua's talent, it's impossible not to be excellent.

That's not necessarily true, Zhu Xing brushed the oyster shell in front of him: Sometimes living under the halo is a more difficult thing.

Mendong: What do you mean?

As you think, Uncle Seven is the son of Fairy Qinghua, so it's a matter of course to do the best. If you can't do the best, you don't have to work hard. Isn't that putting shackles on people? A person can only succeed and can't do it. It sounds a bit pitiful to fail. She took a bite of the grilled fish, Man, you practice hard, and take the time to retreat, but if you do it well, it will all be attributed to talent. If you don't do it well, you will face accusations from everyone, because There are countless pairs of eyes staring at you.

The child frowned: It's because my uncle is good, that others look at him. And isn't it a very proud thing to be paid attention to? It's pitiful when no one pays attention.

That's good, Xing Xing smiled. Have you seen Gu Baiying's failure? Have you seen him cry? Have you seen his weak side?

What you said can't happen! Men Dong said angrily: My uncle wouldn't do this!

That's right. Hairpin Xing smiled, As long as you are human, there will be times when you are weak and sad. You didn't see it because your uncle hid this side. It is because the people staring at him are too Even if he wants to hide, there is nowhere to hide. When you are all used to it, even if he wants to show a moment of weakness in front of others, he will not be able to do it.

Junior Brother, she touched Mendong's head: You will understand later that the other side of the halo is pressure.

Meng Dong wrinkled his nose and did not speak.

In front of the stall, the young man stopped, holding a wooden box with ice syrup in his hand, standing at the back of the pergola, his eyes fell on the speaker.

The wind blew from the sea in the distance, bringing with it the peculiar damp and salty smell of sea water. The pergola was full of monks who came out to play at night. In the hustle and bustle, only the woman's words fell clearly in her ears.

It was clearly a casual joke, but like a sword, it accurately stabbed the hidden soil in his heart.

As long as you are human, there will be times when you are weak and sad.

Has he ever had a time like this? Maybe there was, but it was so long ago that he forgot about it himself and couldn't do it.

The young man's figure seemed extraordinarily lonely for a moment under the darkness of the night. The vermilion hairband was drenched by the moonlight, like a flower in full bloom, very beautiful.

But he looked lonely.

Confused by the handsome appearance of this young man, a local fish-selling girl turned back while walking with a big herring in her hand, and saw a child in the arbor in the distance beckoning here: Uncle, you are back!

He paused, tightened the wooden box in his hand, and walked towards the pergola.

This meal was very enjoyable, and even Meng Ying, the flower of high mountains, moved his chopsticks twice. After the meal was full, Gu Baiying paid for the spiritual stone, and everyone planned to go back to the Xianxunhai inn along the beach.

Long Beach was connected to the far end, and suddenly a loud noise was heard, and when I looked up, I saw a firework blooming in the sky in the endless darkness. Countless bright stars shattered in the sky and quickly fell into the sea in the distance. The bright moon hung in the dark blue night sky, and the fireworks lit up like a dream, illuminating the entire night of Li'er Kingdom.

The monks on the beach were all happy. In the sect, they worked hard every day, and they lived a life of pure heart and few desires.

Is there a show to cheer up? Hairpin Xing thought to himself, the travel shows of Li'er Country are very colorful. Even if there are no secrets, the natural scenery and cultural atmosphere here are worth a few visits.

When the secret realm is open, Li'er Kingdom will set off fireworks on the west coast every night. Meng Ying looked into the distance: It is also a welcome to the monks who come to the secret realm.

Tian Fangfang pointed to the distance: Why are there so many people there?

Hairpin looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that there were many monks in front of Long Beach, not knowing what they were looking at. It took two steps to see that it was a statue.

This statue is very tall, carved with a young man, wearing a robe, wearing a golden crown, holding a sword, looking heroic. The statue is entirely made of gold, whether it is pure gold or gilded, and the man's eyes are beautiful gems. Hairpin star was stunned at first glance, what is this, happy prince? Just put it outside like this, and you won't be afraid that others will pick out the eyes of the statue. Li Erguo is really rich and powerful.

What is this? Tian Fangfang pointed at the foot of the statue: Monster?

Under the golden man's sword, there is a man half-kneeling. This man has a green face and fangs. He is described as terrifying. His skin is covered with ugly scales. From the waist down is a huge fish tail. arrow.

It looks like a mermaid. Mu layer Xiao said.

It's the merman, Gu Baiying stepped forward and looked at the statue: Decades ago, there was a merman in the country of Li'er. The lord of the state led his troops to kill the demon shark, and the chaos subsided. The craftsmen cast this statue to commemorate the lord of the state. .

It's a mermaid. Hairpin stared suddenly, and her eyes fell on the face of the shark portrait. This face is really not much better than the evil face of the two-headed Shura. She couldn't help saying: The carving is too ugly.

What mermaid, a merman is a merman. Mendong frowned: How can a merman be beautiful? Isn't this what a merman looks like?

Hairpin asked: Have you seen the merman?

The Mendong language stopped for a while: That's not true. The merman disappeared decades ago. It stands to reason that this one in Li'er might be the last one.

Hairpin stared at the merman on the statue who was trampled on the ground by the old king, probably because it was too different from the story he had heard since he was a child, and finally couldn't help saying: It doesn't feel like the merman I know. It's Hai's daughter, why is the immortal version so dark?