"I've thought about it for a while. I've made a loss in this business. I've raised you losers for five or six years and provided food and drink without any mistreatment. Haven't you ever thought of repaying me in return?"
"Let's do it this way. I don't want too much. Leave the doll on your shoulder to me, and then leave three or four good-looking ones as reward. You can choose for yourself. Remember to ask for good-looking ones."
"Wishful thinking!" Jian Chu suddenly exerted his strength and replied without hesitation, "The hatred of killing the father, the hatred of exterminating the family, the pain of slaughtering the son, and the humiliation of imprisonment, let's clear them all today!"
The Shark Clan's sacred object, Fuhai Mountain, was pulled out from Shui Yingyin, and with vigorous power, it flew away Shui Miaomiao, Mu Cang, and all the children present. They landed near the intersection where they left.
Shui Miaomiao finally understood why Jian Chu kept holding his hand. He sensed the power of Fu Haishan and knew that this man would not let everyone go so easily.
So let's just, at this moment, engage in a life-and-death struggle with no way back.
"Take the children away." Jian Chu turned around and smiled sadly at Shui Miaomiao, "Say sorry to me. I can't bear the responsibility of a father in this life. In the next life, I am willing to cut my bones to repay and take them away!"
Jian Chu pointed at the sky, which was ruthlessly torn open, and the illusion of the mountain col was shattered.
The daylight disappeared, and in the dark night, the sea was flowing on the sea-covered mountain, emitting a sacred blue light. The mountain col was still a mountain col, but there was an extravagant palace built on the top of the mountain, surrounded by a sea of flowers.
For a moment the flowers and plants began to move.
The rain of flowers in the sky was very beautiful, but it carried endless killing intent. The roar of the sea seemed to ring in Shui Miaomiao's ears. When the two collided, there was a loud ringing in the ears.
Shui Miaomiao spat out a mouthful of blood and hit the mountain wall.
"Stop it all, stop it! Stop it all!" Shui Miaomiao hugged the toddler tightly in her arms and roared feebly. Apart from this, what else could she do.
The frustrated sharks all stood up one by one, walked towards Jian Chu, and blocked the deadly petal attacks. They had the intention of dying.
Maybe they were dead people. Before they met Jian Chu, they were neither humans nor ghosts. Only when Jian Chu told them that they were sharks and their home was in the South China Sea.
Now they can repay Jian Chu's kindness, or they can fight to protect their children. The thunderstorm pours down, hitting people, like a heavy sledgehammer falling on the heart, hurting the heart and spleen...
Shui Miaomiao thought that the South China Sea should be in chaos again, because Jian Chu was defeated. In fact, there was no suspense at the beginning of the battle. Fu Haishan was very powerful, but this was not in the South China Sea.
The cultivation level of the person in the extravagant palace was as strong as that in the combined stage. Jian Chu was separated from him by a natural chasm, but he still seriously injured the person and saved the child.
In the pouring rain, the man was seriously injured, and he was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of his true face. He was surrounded by flowers, but the flowers withered instantly, revealing red clothes, white hair and a pair of jade feet. He seemed to be on the verge of falling, but was covered by the bells carved on his face. Lan Hua's people helped Lang Hua and left in embarrassment.
No one knows what that person will do to the children by taking them away, and they will definitely not do it if they are taught carefully. It is not known whether they will grow up.
Jian Chu fought with his life, and half of it was hatred, but more guilt for those children. He exchanged his life for his life, hoping that those children would be safe for the rest of their lives.
This is also the wish of Weiyang and the others. The corpses of the sharks everywhere tell the fact that those children have become orphans.
Fu Haishan weakly let go, creating a huge crater. Jian Chu fell from a high altitude, his white clothes stained with blood.
Shui Miaomiao, whose ears were ringing from the reverberation of the battle, hugged Jian Chu into her arms and looked at his mouth opening and closing, but she didn't know what he said in the end. The hand that was holding up to touch her face also dropped halfway. If it goes on, there will be no life left.
"Jian Chu! Jian Chu!" Shui Miaomiao couldn't believe it. She frantically shook Jian Chu's cold body, and suddenly noticed that the blue light behind Jian Chu's ears became brighter and brighter.
Reaching out to touch it, a scale peeled off and he caught it with his hand. In the next second, Jian Chu turned into thousands of water droplets, scattered and merged into the heavy rain.
Shui Miaomiao stared blankly at the scales in her hand.
She is going crazy! Can't even leave her a corpse?
She looked at the water on the ground like crazy, but she could clearly tell that it was rain and that it was him.
"Why! Why!" Shui Miaomiao's heart ached. It was quiet in the valley, but there was nowhere to vent. Only her roar echoed.
Fuhaishan made noise in the pit, and Shui Miaomiao spoke spiritual words.
"Take it easy." Fu Haishan's voice was still as arrogant and cold as ever, "What you are holding in your hand is the inheritance of the Shark Clan."
Upon hearing this, Shui Miaomiao slowly clenched the scales in her hand and asked, "Why don't you protect him! People are better than dead things!"
"Get the facts straight. The people of the Shark clan that I, the Shark clan's sacred object, are protecting in the Sea-Flushing Mountains! Of all the people present, only which group of children are the Shark clan's people!"
"He Jian Chu, and the dead things of unknown species all over the ground, are not human beings. He can't leave a body, which means that he should not exist in the world in the first place. He is just a carrier. ! It’s a kindness for me to help him!”
Fu Haishan's cruel words stung Shui Miaomiao. Shui Miaomiao wanted to throw the things in her hands, but in the end she could only hold them tighter and tighter, and asked in compromise, "Who should I give him to?"
"have no idea."
Shui Miaomiao really wanted to take Fuhaishan out of the pit and beat him up. While talking about protecting the people of the Shark tribe, he asked questions about things he didn't know.
Where are its Shark people?
In the heavy rain, the children's crying sounds were very quiet, maybe because Mu Cang was so good at coaxing him. Mu Cang was surprised that the children also showed their scorpions in the heavy rain, but he soon got used to it. .
The swaddling clothes were too small and tight for them to stretch out after turning into sharks, so Mu Cang had to open them, take out the little sharks one by one, and gather them together.
Unfortunately, they are sharks and cannot catch colds.
He plays with himself, and if he cries, Mu Cang will hug him and comfort him. He will definitely be a good father in the future. Shui Miaomiao is glad that her little brother followed him.
Otherwise, there were so many children, and she didn’t know what to do. She would collapse. She was already about to collapse. If it weren’t for the young child with light blue eyes, who stubbornly walked over in three steps and two steps, and came to Shuimiao. In front of Miao.
The child hugged Shui Miaomiao's arm and rubbed his face, as if to comfort him.
"What is he talking about?" The ringing in the ears had not dissipated, and Shui Miaomiao couldn't hear it, so she could only ask Fu Haishan in spiritual language.
"Some children's words are illogical and they are probably trying to comfort you."
"Thank you." Shui Miaomiao held the young child in her arms and asked Fei Haishan, "Does he know that they have become orphans?"
"I'm neither a translator nor a sounding board, so you can ask yourself!"
Fu Haishan remained unresponsive. The child tightly grasped Shui Miaomiao's clothes and buried himself in Shui Miaomiao's arms. Shui Miaomiao hugged the child tightly and huddled herself into a ball.
'Crack! '
After a long time, Shui Miaomiao heard a sound, which was different from the sound of raindrops. Shui Miaomiao looked around in a daze, and found a faint blue bead in the puddle, shining in the dark night. The color Like the rolling sea.
Shui Miaomiao knew that the little boy who couldn't help but tremble in his arms must also be in pain.
Picking up the beads and stuffing them into the boy's little hand, Shui Miaomiao wiped away the tears on her face, took a deep breath and looked firmly into the boy's eyes, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Don't cry anymore, this matter It’s not over yet!”
