Not far from the Aquarium Territory......

"Hey, actually, there's always been a question I don't understand......" the Writing Section said with a frown.

After Ning Er heard this, she didn't know why he said that, so she asked, "What's the problem?"

The writing department replied thoughtfully, "Do you aquarists eat seafood every day?"

Hearing this, Ning Er turned her head and left, not wanting to deal with this person......

However, the Writing Department relentlessly caught up with him and continued: "If you aquarists eat seafood every day, what do the abyssal aquarists eat?

At this time, somewhere in the Demon Barbarian Continent, the Abyss Sea Clan, one of the eight great families of the ancients, and its head Shark Man sneezed, thinking to himself: Who is scolding me behind my back?

Ning'er rolled her eyes and said angrily: "You only eat sharks every day, and your whole family eats sharks!"

The head of the Abyssal Sea Clan sneezed a few more times in succession, he raised his hand and rubbed his nose, and looked apologetically at the guest in front of him......

At this time, a masked man in a black cloak sat opposite him, waving his hand, as if to say, "It's okay," and said, "I wonder if the Shark Patriarch is still satisfied with the conditions we offered?"

Hearing this, the head of the Abyss Sea Clan looked embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "Well, the conditions offered by the great leader of the Demon Clan are indeed quite tempting, but ...... Our clan is one of the eight great families of ancient times, and it is really difficult to obey it......"

"Okay, then I'll have to do something else......" The masked man in black stood up with two cold flashes in his eyes......

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"Oh, then I misunderstood, did I? I'm sorry......" The Writing Department suddenly realized, "Then do you aquarists eat freshwater fish every day?"

It was only at this time that Ning Er really understood the embarrassing chat skills of the person in front of her, and his methods were endless, overwhelming, and extremely brutal, which was simply the top of the pyramid of the embarrassing chat world!

Seeing that Ning Er didn't talk, the writing department also scratched his head a little embarrassed, and then pointed to Mu Mu, and said without words: "Did this guardian beast raised by your water tribe use it to stew soup and drink?"

As soon as these words came out, sure enough, the embarrassed master was bitten on the head by this guardian beast that was "used to stew soup and drink......

The injuries of the Writing Department, which had not fully recovered, were aggravated again......

Under Ning'er's stop, the turtle Mumu reluctantly relented.

It was on the side, huffing and watching Ning Er use the original piece of green silk to bandage the wound on his head for the writing department, and couldn't help but scream, as if to say: "Don't bother with this guy who annoys the turtle, let him do it himself!"

And the writing department looked at this grinning little Wang Ba with a smug face, and the expression of the underbeating couldn't help but make Mu Mu feel the urge to bite him to death.

Ning Er glanced at Mu Mu reproachfully, then got up with the Writing Department, turned around, looked at a building complex not far away, and said, "The front is my house......"

After hearing this, the writing department followed her gaze and saw a quaint dwelling, exuding a leisurely pale blue light, which looked very quiet in the daylight.

From a distance, this complex only gives people a feeling: dignified and domineering, and simple and emerging.

But at this time, the writing department frowned, he clearly felt a trace of dead air emanating from this vicinity, and he also had a very familiar feeling with this breath.

But the feeling was fleeting and vanished.

Ning Er didn't notice anything strange in the Writing Department, she turned her head to look at the Writing Department, and said mysteriously: "Let's go, I'll take you to a place." ”

Hearing this, the writing section nodded in agreement, he no longer suspected those messy things, and secretly sighed that it might be due to the long journey and fatigue, which led to hallucinations.

After all, the world has not been peaceful recently, and I am too sensitive, but this is one of the eight great families in ancient times, so it seems that I am too worried about what problems can there be.

However, the Writing Department also secretly swore that if something happened to the Shui Tribe, even if she fought to the death, she would definitely protect Ning'er and send her to Xuefang safely.

In short, you can't take her with you......

Because he knew in his heart that the road he was taking, he couldn't take her, it was not only difficult and dangerous, but also dangerous, and he was even spurned by the world, and he would have to bear the infamy of eternity.

I had no choice but to silently pray for all the well......

While thinking, the Writing Department quickly caught up with him and walked side by side with him.

Just after the two of them and the turtle left the place, a dark shadow flashed from behind an ancient tree on the side......

After a while, under the leadership of Ning'er, they came to a very lush bush.

After coming to this place, the turtle Mumu turned his head and glanced at the writing department with contempt, and then snorted very humanly and walked towards the bushes.

I saw that its figure flashed, and it disappeared, and after a while, a huge turtle's head poked out of the bushes.

After seeing it, the text department couldn't help but be a little surprised, the big turtle head was obviously the body of the divine turtle Mumu.

It's just that I didn't expect that there was such a large space in this seemingly inconspicuous bush, and even the body of the Divine Turtle Wood could fit it.

Looking at the surprised expression of the text department, Ning Er couldn't help laughing, then took his hand and said, "Let's go, go in and have a look." ”

While agreeing, the two stepped in together, but not far away, a pair of eyes were staring at their figures that disappeared into the bushes......

After entering this seemingly inconspicuous bush, the Writing Department couldn't help but sigh at the magic of this world.

It turned out that the bushes had grown on a hill, and over the years, the hill had been covered with the surrounding mud and gradually grown vegetation.

On the upper side of the hill is the entrance to the cave, which is so tightly blocked by the dense bushes that it cannot be found unless you step in.

This place is similar to the towering ancient tree where the Demon Bull fell in the Broken Dragon Cliff, and the text department guessed that this place was probably discovered by the little king who became the big king in front of him.

The cave is very wide, and even if the turtle is revealed, it doesn't feel crowded.

The surrounding cave walls are covered with traces of sharp claws, and it seems that this place is not a natural formation, but has been processed by some wild beasts to gradually take on the scale it is today.

Aware of this, the Writing Department turned its head to look at Mu Mu, and it was not difficult to guess that the handwriting of the cave must have come from under its turtle hooves.

So he couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that this little Wang Ba is not only good at biting, but also a good hand at digging pits." ”