Xiaoya was acting in self-defense. It was because the other party was bad and came to bully Xiaoya, so Xiaoya threw her out. Don't be angry.
Seeing me coming, the little mermaid quickly put away her golden three-pronged fork, hid it on her back, and disappeared with a flick of her hand. Khan, could this golden three-pronged fork be her exclusive weapon?
"Okay, I know everything. Xiaoya is right. If that dead dog bullies you in the future, you will give it a good lesson. I won't mind."
Seeing the little mermaid looking at me with panic, I couldn't help but smile and put it on her face, and then her fingers were hugged by her, just like the dead dog she had just thrown away, but the little mermaid held her little He pressed his face against it, and then gave a gentle kiss on his fingertips, which made people's hearts itch. He was such a cute little guy. Finally, the little mermaid jumped out of the fish tank, swung her tail and came to the window. She silently raised her head and looked at the bloody red moon in the sky. She closed her big golden eyes, put her hands on her chest, and put on a praying posture. In this posture, the long blue hair automatically fluttered gently without wind, emitting a faint blue light.
Father, did you hear that? Xiaoya has now met a very good human being. Xiaoya is going to travel with him. Xiaoya believes that he will take good care of Xiaoya, so father, don't worry.
"Is that so? As long as you are happy, my baby girl!"
In the moonlit Twin Seas, a towering water column suddenly rolled up from the calm sea surface, rushing several thousand meters into the sky. Then a subtle, but endlessly solemn sigh came from inside. After a moment, The sea calmed down again.
Two days later, the fleet set sail again and said goodbye to the old woodcutter. After leaving him a large amount of money, he set sail again, but there was one more person in the team.
By the way, why does this team feel familiar? Just thinking about it can bring up two versions of the story: the little ghost - monkey; the little mermaid - pheasant; the dead dog - dog; as for me Guess who it is?
The second version: the little ghost - still a monkey; the dead dog - fat pig; the little mermaid - sand beep - clean, as for who I am. If you can't guess this, please go to hell.
Today is another good day for sailing, and the sailors shouted enthusiastically. I came to my own room and released the little mermaid. She didn't seem to like this kind of narrow and dull space, but fortunately, there was a window in the room. When opened, it faced the sea, allowing the little mermaid to jump in and take a dip in the sea. Not so depressed.
What, worried about the little mermaid getting lost. Don't worry, only boats have chased mermaids, and I've never heard of mermaids chasing boats.
Hey, where did the dead dog go? Oh, now that I think about it, I must have gone to the bow of the boat again to take the "facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming" course at least twenty times that day. This dead dog has a lot of bad habits, especially On the character of never admitting defeat. Very stubborn. Fortunately, the sailors stayed on Cordovis Island for a few days and had enough to eat and drink. There is no need to worry that the dead dog will be captured and sacrificed.
Unconsciously, it has been half a month since we left Cordovis Island. During this half month, we passed two other small islands that were like stopovers like Cordovis Island, but there was nothing worth mentioning. They always stop for a day or two to replenish some fresh water supplies and let the sailors relax. If they are lucky, they can also make a fortune by purchasing some local products. I finally understand why Masif does not load all his cargo ships. It’s full, this guy is calculating carefully.
During this period of time, I don’t know if it was the protagonist’s halo that protected me. Half of the time, the weather was sunny. The remaining half of the time, along with the drizzle, strong winds blew, and the entire sea surface began to roll. Finally, I saw the sea. On the serious side, Masif and the sailors were very relaxed, saying that it was just "mother's strictness". Then it rained heavily for several days, but the time happened to be when we were correcting the ground at the halfway station, and it was all avoided. .
When leaving the third way station, Masif told me that it would be a full month of sailing, and there would not be any rest islands on the way. After one month, we would reach the halfway point of Kurast Harbor. station, and walk for another half month to reach the seaport of Kurast. In other words, it will take at least two months to sail from Lugaoyin to Kurast. If there is a storm in the middle, it will take If you stay here for ten days and a half, you will definitely not be able to reach it in less than three months.
I learned from the sailors that no matter whether we set off from Lugaoin or Kurast, we will pass through several way stations in the first half month, and the middle section of the journey is a full month, which is what we are about to embark on now. , there is no way station to rest, so this section of the road is called the death zone by ships traveling between them. Once there is a strong wind or rain on this section of the route, unless you are already close to the destination or have just set off and there is still time to turn around, otherwise In all likelihood, a play of Robinson Crusoe will have to be staged.
The first half month of the voyage was mostly calm, but after that, the sky gradually became cloudy, and Masif had a few wrinkles on his forehead, but he told me that although it was a bit troublesome, this kind of weather was nothing. It would be best if we arrived at Midway Island on the opposite side before the storm. If that didn't work, we might have to throw away some cargo to ensure we could sail in the storm. At this point, his brows deepened a little more. point.
It turned out that I wasn't worried about the storm, but I was worried about my cargo. I breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his shoulder generously - as long as we arrived safely, the loss of the cargo would be my responsibility... uh , it would be better to compensate one-third. Although I am not short of this money, it is not my fault after all. Full compensation is not practical for a stingy person like me.
Sure enough, after hearing what I said, the wrinkles on Mashif's forehead immediately relaxed and he trembled for a while. If the price of this one-third compensation is calculated based on the price sold in Kurast, then it will be too much. No loss, to be precise, there is still quite a profit.
The next day, it started to rain lightly in the gloomy sky. The boat moved up and down and swayed with the rolling waves, which made my seasickness that had been cured start to attack again, almost like a dead dog. However, it still insists on running to the bow of the boat every day and barking at the sea. To be honest, I already admire its temperament that refuses to admit defeat. This can no longer be described as stubborn, proud, etc., but A total pervert.
The sailors were so excited that they even took off their clothes and took an open-air bath on the deck of the ship, at sea. Fresh water is an extremely precious resource, so they traveled from Midway to the present. I haven’t taken a shower for half a month, Amen. Luckily I don't live with them.
As excited as the sailors are the little mermaids. They are the overlords of the sea. The weather elements have no effect on them, as long as the water in the sea is not dried up...
The rain is getting heavier and the wind is getting stronger. The rolling waves even hit the ship's deck, looking at the dead dog's current state. It was enough for me to understand how big the wind and waves were outside - a huge wave rolled in, and the whole ship was lifted up with a "swoosh", and the dead dog was lifted up. After the big wave passed, the ship "swooshed" again. It sank violently, but the dead dog continued to rise due to inertia. Its body, which was originally close to the ground, was finally thrown to a height of about two meters.
I finally couldn't help it, ran to the ship's board, and just opened the gate. The strong wind mixed with the raindrops with the force of stones wetted my whole body. In the haze, I saw Masif. He was standing steadily in front of the ship, directing the busy sailors.
"Sir, why did you run out?"
He was a little surprised when he saw me. In this kind of weather, if an inexperienced person accidentally falls into the sea, even an adventurer would be in danger.
"Mashif, it's okay."
I looked ahead worriedly. In the direction we were heading, the sky was darker and even dyed the sea water black. It looked like a dead area from a distance.
"Sir, it's okay. We have seen this kind of scene too many times. You see, we are not even willing to throw away the goods now." Masif said humorously, and the expression on his face was very calm. It didn't look like he was cheating, which made me feel at ease. Quite a few.
"It's just..." He looked at the black area of death in front of him, sighed and smiled.
"If we go back to the front, it seems that it won't work if we don't throw it away. It seems that the master will draw blood once."
"It doesn't matter. No matter how much you throw, I will compensate you for half of it."
Masif immediately beamed. I wonder if he would throw away all the goods deliberately if I said full compensation?
The ship spent four days in this depressing climate without any danger. The black area of death seemed very close, but in fact it was still far away from us. Masif even optimistically predicted that when we got close, the black area would The dark sea may have calmed down.
The wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Three days later, we finally stepped into the sea of death. This sea is really hospitable. Not long after entering, a lightning came down and just wiped out our ship. The ship's mast was split, and the fire ignited, but was blown out by the storm in an instant. As for the busy sailors below, some of them were accidentally injured by the falling mast, which was a considerable loss.
"Throw it, throw it quickly..."
Walking onto the deck, Mashifu seemed much older after not seeing him for a day. As each wooden box was thrown down by the sailors and sank into the sea, the muscles on Mashifu's face twitched. Fortunately, He was also an experienced old captain, and he finally made a clear distinction between whether the cargo was more important or the life of the cargo, so even though he was distressed, he still strongly urged the sailors to throw it away as soon as possible, determined not to give up until it was completely thrown away.
"Captain Masif, are you okay?"
The wind was too strong, the rain was roaring, thunder was flashing, and the gloomy dark clouds above my head seemed to be pressing directly into my heart. It was broad daylight, but it was completely dark in front of me. Thanks to the incandescent thunder snakes that flashed by, I could distinguish the figures clearly. I just The roaring sound was immediately swallowed up in the dark storm.
"Haha, it's not bad."
Another bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the shadows of the wrinkles on Mashif's face and forehead.
"All the masts have been cut off." He pointed to the opposite side. Under the light of thunder, I saw three bare masts wailing alone in the storm.
"Two-thirds of the goods were also thrown away, and then we had to leave it to fate."
A huge black wave rolled over, and the water was up to my knees, and then gradually receded. It swept away a lot of the cargo that was placed on the boat to be thrown away, which can be regarded as doing us a small favor.
"Captain, the cabin is starting to leak." The sailor who ran out from below the deck panted and reported to Masif.
"Quick. Bring a few brothers to plug the leak." Masif ordered hurriedly. This is no small matter.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
"You can figure it out for yourself, I don't care about that much now." Masif wiped the rain off his face and fought on the front line again. It seemed that he couldn't care about me for the time being.
"John----"
A scream came, and I quickly followed the sound and looked over, only to see the figure of a sailor carrying a wooden box. He was instantly engulfed by the black waves. After the big wave passed, the sailor's figure had disappeared without a trace.
"drink----"
The moment I saw the sailor, I had already locked onto his aura. Quickly switch to the magical staff in your hand and teleport to the target. A few seconds later, the already desperate sailors discovered that their partner seemed to be grabbed by a big hand and miraculously flew up from the rough sea and fell to the deck. A clever sailor rushed over. He squeezed the chest of John who was unconscious and spat out mouthfuls of sea water from his mouth. Under the skillful treatment of the sailor, the sailor named John woke up after a while, glanced around blankly, and suddenly shouted with joy. The ecstasy of the rest of his life was clearly expressed in him.
John was so smart that he quickly came to his senses and immediately looked at me with grateful eyes. If not anyone in the whole boat could save him. That's definitely just me. But now is not the time to be grateful, after taking a breath. He went on to join the busy crew of sailors.
While paying attention to the sailors around me, I thought about how I could help. By the way, the biggest problem now is the huge waves that are constantly hitting me. It would be great if those huge waves could be solved. The problem What should I do? With my strength, I can indeed break the huge waves coming towards me, but this is only temporary. The huge waves come one after another, but my strength is limited.
By the way, how about trying to freeze a large area of the sea? My eyes lit up and I had already arrived at the bow of the ship. Oncoming was a huge black wave more than ten meters high, rushing straight towards my head.
Polar storm.
I shouted softly, and instantly a large amount of frozen air was sprayed out from my hand. As my hand continued to move, it was hit in a fan-shaped direction towards the black waves. As soon as the air ball contacted the huge waves, it made a crisp cracking sound and quickly swept away the huge waves. The surrounding water area of more than ten meters froze into ice. Under my strong urging, it took only three or four seconds for dozens of freezing air masses to freeze a huge wave that was more than ten meters high and dozens of meters long.
Seeing the arrogant huge waves being frozen into ice in a short period of time, the sailors' faces immediately became wonderful, as if they saw a powerful dragon being subdued instantly. They paused for a brief moment and then cheered. He stood up and looked at me with eyes that were hotter than ever before - it turns out that a truly strong person can be so strong.
Humph, are you scared now? If it were Faralai, if a permanent freezing arrow prison were deployed, the sea area within a radius of ten miles could be frozen into ice in an instant. I am just kidding.
However, before I could finish sighing, a continuous cracking sound suddenly sounded from the frozen giant wave on the opposite side. It turned out that there was a strong wave coming from behind, which almost smashed the ice wave into pieces. After barely pushing it down, the ice wave The huge wave has cracked countless cracks, and ice fragments are falling from the sky.
Oops, if the entire ice wave collapses, the ship may be sunk in an instant. I only realized it at this moment, and I deeply realized what it means to be self-inflicted. However, my subordinates did not dare to stay, and another polar storm hit them. , to repair the crumbling ice waves and make them strong again.
As the ice waves continued to be impacted and broken by the huge waves behind, I could only keep repairing them. The falling ice fragments had already covered the entire ship with a layer of frost. The sailors were shivering, but they didn't dare. Not relaxing at all, he was nervously watching this fierce confrontation between man and nature.
Damn it, if this continues, the mana will not be enough. I continued to drink a bottle of mana recovery potion, holding a + heating staff in my hand, wearing a +2 heating mage robe, plus a microwave and Kai Bonus from the Book of Grace. My current mana recovery speed is comparable to that of a level 60 super mage. It is still not fast enough in the beginning. It consumes faster than it is replenished. Moreover, my mental power is withering rapidly. Even if I have a mental power potion, how long can it last? .
Human beings really cannot compare with the power of nature.
While I was anxious, there were suddenly a few piercing sounds behind me. Three ice arrows passed by me silently, then dispersed like precise tracking missiles, landing on several points with the largest cracks. It relieved a lot of stress for me.
Huh? ! There are other adventurers on the boat. Didn’t Masif say I’m the only one? I was immediately confused. But now was not the time to think about this. I didn’t even have time to look back and see who it was. I quickly drank a bottle of spiritual power potion while I was free, followed by another second-level ice-based skill Ice Storm, which landed at the right spot. On the edge of the ice wave. The length of the entire ice wave has been extended a lot, making it look more reasonable.
Who is it? Let’s not talk about magic control. Just the ability to perfect the structure of the entire ice wave in an instant has already made me ashamed.
The war of attrition is still going on, but since the mysterious mage behind him joined, the situation has obviously improved. It can be seen that the level of this mysterious mage is not high. On the one hand, she only casts the first level of ice magic. The level of ice bullets and second-level ice storms is obviously not higher than level 24. On the one hand, she does not use magic frequently. It's obviously saving a little mana.
but. To my surprise, it was such a mage. The role she plays is definitely not much smaller than mine. Her magic can always hit just the right spot, or repair the location that is about to break in time, or improve the structural system of the entire ice wave. Compared with my random repairs through polar storms, it is simply incomparable. It's like the difference between a master and an apprentice. It consumes more than ten times less mana than me to achieve the same effect. This is such a terrifying and intelligent judgment.
As we worked hard, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the ice wave acting as a shield in front of us, after continuous cracking and repair, was not only gradually expanding in size, but also able to disperse more impact force (this was all the credit of the mysterious mage), And the hardness gradually became harder, and finally revealed the icy blue color that only ice that has been frozen for hundreds of years can have. The huge waves behind often have to hit dozens of times to create cracks in the ice waves. Our repair The work gradually became easier.
After freeing up time, I finally had the opportunity to look back and catch a glimpse of the mysterious mage. Unfortunately, except for the fascinated sailors, I could not find anyone else behind him. After I relaxed, the There was no trace of the mysterious mage and he never took action again.
However, now is not the time to really relax. I looked up at the sky with thunderclouds still rolling in - how long will this storm last? I can barely support it for two or three days, but if it lasts for half a month and repairs the ice wall at any time without sleep, even if I am an adventurer, it is impossible for me to do it.
Just when I was worried, a delicate and melodious song suddenly came out, vaguely close, vaguely distant, with a moving voice that soothed the soul, as if the soul was sleeping for it.
Legend has it that those pirates who committed many crimes at sea would hear the singing of mermaids in the distance in the mist. Surrounded by the moving singing, these pirates fell asleep with peaceful faces on their faces, and were never seen again. Of course, This is just a legend, because if the legend is true, then no living person can prove the authenticity of this legend.
"Song of the Mermaid----"
Masif screamed in surprise, his face was indescribably frightened, and then he began to relax, gradually revealing an intoxicated face, and his expression became dull. The sailors were even more unbearable, and they had already fallen into obsession. I was the only one who was still conscious on the boat.
"What does the little mermaid want to do?"
Seeing the weak-willed sailors falling down one after another, with peaceful sleeping faces, I couldn't help but feel a little strange. After getting along with each other in the past few days, I have fully realized the kind nature of the little mermaid princess, and naturally I would not think that she was trying to What bad thing did she do? She just chose this time to sing. What was she thinking?
The melodious singing continued to linger in the air, and the sailors fell one by one. In the end, even Mashif was not spared. In my ears, this moving singing seemed to be getting louder and louder, almost like As if it were about to pierce the sky, suddenly, a dazzling light broke through the heavy dark clouds, and the black ink-like sky shone on my eyes. I squinted my eyes and raised my head in disbelief——
The rolling dark clouds and lightning that seemed to have swallowed up the entire sky a moment ago began to calm down slowly. The dark clouds were thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the light cast from above gradually became brighter, and finally even began to reveal gaps. , the sunlight passing through the gap is like gold shining on the dark sea. The light in the darkness is more beautiful and moving than any rainbow---I can guarantee that this is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. Beautiful sunshine…
