A drop of water fell on Bai Ya's face, followed by another drop.

Under this regular, uninterrupted, gentle blow, he slowly opened his eyes. There was still a boundless darkness in his eyes, no brighter than when he closed his eyes. He didn't feel much in his back, and it wasn't until he snapped his backhand on it that he realized it was a slightly smooth slate. There is no sticky texture, that is, no moss.

There are some water stains on the slate, which may have fallen from above. He straightened up, looked left and right, but did not find his twin blades. This made Bai Ya very uneasy, so he immediately got up and prepared to search for his weapon.

"Bang!"

There was a sharp pain, which immediately caused Bai Ya to scold. You shouldn't have kept your back so straight. He lowered his head slightly, covered his aching head, and arched his back deeper than usual. I didn't hear any of them just now, so it might be a big deal here. It's a ...... It should be a cave, he thought. The air was damp, and there might have been some smell he could have judged, but he had been unconscious for so long that he had gotten used to the smell.

Previously it was ...... Previously it was the sea.

He bent over in the darkness, slowly moving forward, groping, and remembering the last thing he saw. The good news was that he hadn't lost his memory, and that hateful face was clearer than anyone he remembered. He jumped off the cliff for the sake of the blue-inlaid sword...... It seems to be, but it doesn't seem to be, and the meaning of doing this is not the case. He subconsciously touched his cheek, there was something slimy, and when he put his hand in front of him, he couldn't see anything—it was too dark here, and the slightest glow from unknown sources was extravagant. Bai Ya vigorously wiped the sticky things off his face, was it mud or algae? He stroked it with his hand again, and felt a thin, thin scab of blood. Has the wound healed?

He walked a few steps, feeling that his body's coordination was not bad, and it seemed that the effects of the poison had subsided for the time being—though it was not clear if it was poison or not, and what kind of poison it was. It would be nice if the willow voice was cold.

He glanced back, unsure of how far he had come. However, he saw a faint light on the ground behind him. Based on the angle at which the light was reflected, he turned around and roughly judged the direction of the light source. So he continued to walk forward, never daring to raise his head. I still have a dull pain in the place where I hit it before.

This is not in the sea, and since you can find water stains, it is naturally not in the water. Or to put it another way: I can still breathe now. He guessed that he might have been saved by someone. Could this be a cave under a cliff? It's too deep, not to mention how can there be people living in such a place?

Bai Ya thought again that he and his father had heard an interesting story in a place. It is about saying that a person who has drunk too much wine and lies on the riverside trying to get some water and sober up. As a result, he didn't stand firm, and he fell into the river one by one. He was lucky enough, face up, slightly chubby, lifted up by the river, all the way down the river, and in one night he drifted to the next city! He thought it was fake, but his father said that no matter how bizarre the rumors, there was a possibility of existence. Did you drift from the sea to some island on the other side?

He shook his head. Unlikely, your figure is not fat, and you don't have excess fat to hold yourself up. But maybe it's okay if the sea is so salty? But no matter how calm the waves are, they are relative to the entire sea, how can they float safely without choking on the water?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his throat. He coughed a few times, but still couldn't hear an echo - only the feeling of going up and down. He coughed up some water from his throat, which was more than the amount of water he sneezed on, and it must have been seawater. Sure enough, he still choked on a lot of seawater. Was that seawater drained? Bai Ya didn't know, he only felt thirsty in his throat. The sea is too salty.

Dragging his sore body, Bai Ya walked forward in confusion. For a moment, he thought that he was dead. But he didn't see the black and white impermanence, and the bull head and horse face didn't show up, what the hell is this?

There are traces of light ahead. But Bai Ya was not optimistic, he was not sure what it was. And when it comes to light, it's just a different color from darkness, not bright. Not to mention the sun, not even the brilliance of the moon can be reached. He walked forward, getting closer and closer, and felt like a huge eye, with its eyelids in the darkness above and below, and the unknown dark sheen was the eyeball without pupils. It seems to be flowing, it's alive.

Wait a minute......

Bai Ya narrowed his eyes, as if he saw the "pupils" of this "eye", or ...... "eyelashes". There was a small shadow there, right in the middle. He quickened his pace and walked towards the shadow. Whether it's a human being or something else, as long as it moves, it's a living thing, it's exciting enough.

That's really personal!

He was sure. For some reason, Bai Ya's eyesight in the dark has become very sensitive, and the black stones above and below may be their own color. He could clearly see that it was a person, a woman. It wasn't until he got closer that the woman took a few steps back.

They were very close, but Bai Ya was not sure how far away from the light source behind the woman. At least, he could see a woman clearly now. Even so, the other party can only be called a girl, maybe less than twenty years old. Bai Ya wasn't sure, but her figure and immature cheeks looked smaller than Ao Yan and Sheng Han. He didn't dare to speculate on the age of women, after all, he had been slapped inexplicably because of this...... Although that was a long time ago. TXT Book House

Bai Ya quickly examined the other party's appearance, guessing that he had a chance of being alive, a hundred percent of him might be dead, and an eighty percent of him was dreaming.

This teenage girl is ...... It's special. He can't say it's pretty, he doesn't think it's ugly, he just thinks it's very different. The first thing that attracted him was her long dress. Bai Ya had never seen such a skirt, it was very simple, it was just a piece of cloth, and there was no style at all. The skirt shone with a sparkling light, like the waves of dawn, like a dream. But although the skirt covered his feet and dragged to the ground, the upper half only covered his chest, which made Bai Ya stagger his gaze the moment he saw it.

Indecent and indecent - even though there is nothing.

The girl didn't run away, didn't say anything, she was still standing there. So Bai Ya had to try to avoid the parts that would make him look impolite. He looked at the girl's face, and the other party's expression was not strange to him, not fearful, nor joyful, but a simple surprise, and he didn't know the reason for it for the time being. All he knew was that the other party might not be a human, but a kind of youkai he had never seen before. Because the girl's eyes are large, exaggeratedly large, and the proportions do not resemble ordinary human eyes. He's lived so big, he's only seen some monsters with such big eyes. And the eye was blue, like ...... Some other animal, it won't be a human anyway. Her hair was long and sticky to her body like wet wool.

"You ......"

Bai Ya stretched out his hand, wanting to hold her and say something. He had to admit that this habit was not good, because it always made the other person think he was aggressive. Then the girl showed a frightened expression, and stepped back. However, Bai Ya's bad habits are not limited to this, and his head-catching style makes him instinctively take an arrow step and try to catch her. The girl turned and ran forward in an extremely strange position, like a snake, but much slower. Just as Bai Ya was about to catch up with her, the girl suddenly jumped up and threw herself into the clear brilliance above.

Bai Ya realized that it was water—seawater.

He didn't know how to describe it, he was at the bottom of the sea. And this bottom is not water, it's air. Where does the air come from? He didn't know, only that above this space, the water hovered like a ceiling, without a single ripple, smooth as a mirror, and there was not even a ripple when the girl blended into it. If Bai Ya straightens up, his head will be wrapped in water. So he tried to reach out and soak his hand back in it, rocking it back and forth.

This familiar resistance is indeed the texture of water, but there is no temperature, the same as his skin. He had thought that the water in the deep sea would appear colder, at least when he had snatched the Seagod artifact. By the faint light, he took a closer look at his other dry hand, and there were no wrinkles in his skin. In other words, he stayed in the "empty bubble" under the sea for a while.

He held his head high, looking for the girl's traces. Then he opened his mouth wide.

The garment was gone—completely transparent, and he didn't know if it was gone. Or will the long skirt like water waves become transparent when it melts into the sea? He didn't see the girl's legs, but a slender fishtail.

That's right, fishtail......

She is a merman.

Bai Ya had never seen a merman. He wandered inland with his father all year round, and he rarely heard of the legends related to the shark people. He only knew that it was a race that lived in the sea, and it was probably a kind of monster. The part that Bai Ya knows is that they have some divine power, weaving water into silk, and tears into beads. Besides, nothing is known.

Closer, Bai Ya could see the connection between a man and a fish on her body, and it was indeed a wonderful transition. Her tail is covered in fish scales from the waist down, and from the waist upwards, the scales gradually become sparse, not very tightly covering the neck until they disappear at the jaw. Further up, there is a face that resembles a person. On this face, curious blue eyes glanced at him from time to time. In the water, the fins on either side of her face spread, where the human ears would have been. The pair of blue-blue fins, like her tail, were tiny, one by one, like fish breathing through their gills.

Once the identity of the other party is identified, his mentality is much calmer than before. At the very least, he was almost 10% sure he was still alive. The girl had no intention of slipping away, just circling and wandering "above him". Her hair was completely spread out in the sea, long and curly, and pale white, as thick as the foam he had seen as he fell. There is a slight blue shimmer in between, is it the kind of algae from the sea?

Bai Ya took a deep breath and kicked hard, throwing himself into the water above. He swam up, and the young merman hovered in front of him without leaving.

"You're awake...... Sooner than I expected. ”

She actually opened her mouth to speak, and Bai Ya was a little stunned for a moment. He opened his mouth, spat out a small string of bubbles, and immediately closed it. The merman's voice was soft and soft, like a fine silk, wrapping around his face and sliding past his ears. It's just that the tone is a little strange, like a Hu person who can't use the official dialect proficiently.

She saw Bai Ya's doubts, and showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, looking sorry.