Chapter 207: The Legend of the Merman 23
Qianwan looked at the scar on this thing's face with a headache.
After thinking about it, he still led a few drops of spiritual spring water to his face, and while silently reciting the forbidden secret words, the pale yellow blood all coagulated, leaving only a shallow scar.
As soon as he untied the rope, Luo Si threw himself into Qianwan's arms.
After the tail fin was transformed into legs, the fear that I had been holding back before poured out desperately, "Auntie, woo woo...... It's scary...... I was wrong, I almost thought I wouldn't see my aunt...... Woowoo woo ......"
It's just that the merman's tears have always been precious, and they will only be shed for the love of this life, and Luo Si is only dry thunder and no rain.
The corners of Qianwan's mouth twitched.
I was very unaccustomed to this kind of intimate posture, but Luo Si couldn't push it away at all, so a certain god had to stiffly reach out and pat him on the back, and soothes him with a cold face, "Okay, it's okay." β
Loth hugged her tighter, blinking pitifully with a pair of milk dog eyes.
"Auntie, my feet hurt so much."
"You're using a temporary secret method," Qianwan looked at the goods helplessly, "The pain is certain, and it will hurt for four or five days." β
He also knew that it would hurt for seven days, Luo Si drooped his head, and the whole fish hung on Qianwan in frustration.
Qianwan took out a necklace and took the opportunity to push Luo Si away, "This is a shark bead, you wear it." β
The white shark beads shone even more in the moonlight, and Luo Si looked at it curiously.
I took it and put it on my neck, and the moment it touched the skin, the pain in my leg disappeared instantly, leaving only a little tingling.
"It doesn't hurt anymore......"
Loth's eyes widened in surprise.
"Hmm."
Shark beads are a good thing.
Good at concealing and protecting the Lord, it can mask the scent of Rose's body, and can also relieve the pain after the transformation of the secret method.
Luo Si stomped his feet excitedly, this was the first time, he really felt the presence of his legs, and threw himself into Qianwan's arms and sprinkled Huan'er, "Auntie, aunt!" β
Thousand Nights: "......"
My aunt and grandmother really want to shoot these two fools right now.
Yue Lao hurriedly threw out Erkang's hand: ...... Don't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil.
"What are you doing?!"
A question came from outside the garden.
Hearing who this voice belonged to, Luo Si's hand stiffened, slowly stood up straight, and looked at it a little helplessly.
Shen Yu saw Luo Si hugging a woman affectionately, and he felt angry.
A thousand nights passed coldly.
The man had a stiff silhouette, a long and straight figure, a smoky gray suit that was extremely ironed, and a toned waist hidden under the shirt, which looked especially cold in the night.
β¦β¦ Oh.
This is the old friend of Luo Si written in the original master's life book, and the culprit who made Luo Qianwan and Luo Si completely turn against each other, right?
Qianwan raised her eyebrows, didn't bother to pay attention to Shen Yu's questioning, and inadvertently swept another figure hidden outside the garden.
Shen Ziqian stood for a long time, longer than Shen Yu came.
The cold eyes were passed over lightly, without any emotion, or deliberately hidden, the thin lips moved slightly, and finally a self-deprecation came out of the gap between the lips, "Heh......"
Disappointed.
Qianwan seemed to read the message he was trying to convey.
Suddenly I had some headaches.
Shen Yu's movements were more direct, and he strode over and took Luo Si into his arms, squinting at her, looking at her with threat and vigilance.
Qianwan pursed her lips, almost laughed angrily at this idiot's actions, put her hands around her chest, and said in a cold voice, "Shen Yu? β
The night was dark just now, and when she got closer, Shen Yu saw her face clearly, and unconsciously took a deep breath slowly.
Enchantress of the Deep.
Four words went straight to my head.
If the beauty of Luosi is like a forest moistened by rain, it is clear and clear, with a kind of naΓ―ve and ignorant youthfulness, which makes people consciously let go of their guards and deliver with sincerity.
Then her beauty is like a small oasis in the desert.
Pure but not shallow, glamorous and unconscious, the cold breath on the body seems to be natural, ethereal not like a worldly person, the majestic chill in the blue eyes is like a frozen lake reflected in the sky, which makes people willing to surrender.
It's just that there is an aura of indifference lingering on her body, which makes people dare not approach easily.
This...... Distance.