"Eldest sister...... Can Poseidon baptism be scary? Xinlan asked timidly, she still didn't want to give up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Princess Roland's beautiful and feminine face still couldn't help it after all, and two lines of cold tears flowed out, "...... Xin'er, eldest sister hopes that you can survive strongly. ”

"Eldest sister, Xin'er...... I don't want to be baptized by the god of the sea. Xinlan pleaded sadly, tears streaming down her pale little face.

It was as if there was a kind of grief that could go from the soles of his feet to the top of his head in an instant, and Roland had never felt such a heart-wrenching feeling. She turned her head angrily to look at the dozen or so maids behind her, "Let go of her, let her go now, she doesn't want to accept the baptism of the sea god, let her go quickly!" Princess Roland scolded loudly.

The maids who were still respectful to Princess Roland just now became indifferent at this moment, and they didn't hear Princess Roland's order just now.

Suddenly, from the direction of the lookout, a messenger of the Protoss hurried. What an alert spirit the merfolk were, she cautiously submerged her body into the sea

The messenger who came in a hurry was the first to speak, breaking the deadlock: "Princess Roland, the sea god will descend soon, and please return to the cabin immediately." After that, he deliberately glanced at him again, and after several of the surrounding gods and maids understood, they surrounded Princess Roland together.

Princess Roland bit her lower lip, knowing that they were ignoring her orders, and she stared at them with resentment.

Xinlan's scarlet lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something to Princess Roland...... It's just that the handmaidens were surprisingly strong, and they imprisoned Princess Roland's arms and helped her into the cabin half-pushed and half-on-the-spot.

With tears in her eyes, Princess Roland stopped at the entrance, and she turned to look at the helpless figure curled up on the side of the ship, and her heart was full of grief.

"You all listen to this princess, if something happens to Xinlan today, this princess will not forgive you in the future!" Princess Roland's eyes suddenly flashed with a bloodthirsty coldness, and she said righteously.

A tear slipped from the corner of Xinlan's eye, and it slid straight down her cheek and onto her scarlet cherry lips. Xinlan slowly showed a bitter smile, her poignant eyes and Princess Roland staring together.

'Sister, don't blame the eldest sister, eldest sister...... There's nothing you can do. Princess Roland said with tears in her heart.

It wasn't until Princess Roland's figure disappeared at the entrance of the cabin that the smile on Xinlan's face gradually faded, like a candle flame that was gradually burning out in the dark.

The amber eyes of grief changed suddenly, and a fierce cold light floated from those eyes, and the intense fear and hatred were intertwined, making her seem to be a different person in an instant.

The raging waves crashed against the hull of the ship, and the sails were lowered urgently. In the stormy waves, even the largest ship is like a drop in the ocean, alone on the surface of the sea violently.

Everyone retreated to the cabin below deck, except for the girl, who was ruthlessly left on the deck, and she sat down on the side of the ship, her arms clinging to the ropes on the side of the ship, trying not to let the rickety planks throw her into the rough sea.

Suddenly, with a blinding purple-red beam, lightning bolted down from the twilight sky into the sea, and Man'er was so frightened that he hurriedly swung his fishtail and swam into the water, keeping a safe distance from the bottom of the big ship.

Then the thunder rumbled, and the thunder could be heard clearly in the sea.

The storm roared, instantly wetting Xinlan's whole body, Xinlan's fingers had already been stiffened and paralyzed by the sea breeze, and her slippery palms could no longer hold the rope. The waves struck the hull of the boat, and the breaking waves slid across the deck, and the girl slipped away from the deck at this moment, and when the waves scattered from the plank and subsided and slipped back into the sea, the girl was no longer on the deck.

The mermaid is more sensitive to the changes in the weather at sea, and I, who had planned to hide in the depths of the sea, gritted my teeth and changed my mind angrily when I heard the conversation on the boat just now. I struggled to float a dozen meters below the boat, swinging the fishtail with great effort to stop the heavy waves from pushing me farther away.

The huge wind and wave turned out to be exactly what I expected, and it struck the girl from the deck into the sea with a 'pop'. I was terrified, and I swam like an arrow to the source of the sound.

Such a storm, even the mermaids in the sea can't easily deal with it, let alone this slender god girl!

The girl had already fallen unconscious from the huge blow of being thrown from the deck into the sea. In a hurry, I spit out the spirit bead in my body into her mouth, and then quickly swam to the depths of the ocean with her.

The deep sea is also chaotic, as if the water has been churned into boiling water that is constantly bubbling with foam. Thankfully, the mermaid's eyesight and hearing are excellent, so I can see in the dim ocean floor.

There was a lot of undercurrent in the sea, so I had to swing the fishtail with a lot of effort, and I quickly changed the course of the parade, and I struggled to avoid the strong suction of the undercurrent. I took the Protoss girl, who had long since lost consciousness, all the way to the direction of the submarine valley.

For about an hour, I carried the Protoss girl in my arms and swam to the depths of the ocean with great difficulty and exhaustion. I hid the girl in my arms in a huge pale yellow coral mountain crevice, and I was in no hurry to hide in it. I looked up a little helplessly, and felt a sense of sorrow and bitterness in my heart, 'When will this dark and deep sea regain its original depth and blue?' ’

I bit my lower lip secretly, and with a stroke of the fishtail, I swam straight into the not-so-spacious gap. I looked worriedly at the girl's pale face, my eyebrows furrowed slightly, 'I hope you survive this storm.' ’