If it weren't for Ming, Feng Yan would probably not come to this human world again for the rest of his life, although he had accompanied Ming before, but after all, he was not used to the smell of fireworks in the world, urging, and soon returned to Penglai Wonderland. During that time, Ming has always accompanied him in Penglai Wonderland. Although he didn't quite understand the strange words that Ming always whispered in his ear, he got used to it over time.

Na Cheng thought that after Ming left, he felt unaccustomed to it, and he missed it very much, so he came to the world to look for Ming with a cheeky old skin.

Thinking that this was the first time Feng Yan went out alone, but it was to find tea, and he never wanted to be fascinated by this small Luoyang City, and forgot the purpose of coming to the world for a while.

On this day, after dusk, the pedestrians on the street were in twos and threes, and a cool breeze blew up the dust on the ground, illuminating Luoyang Chen was a little lonely.

Yang Can, as usual, walked out of the cell and walked towards Zhao's mansion. Since he and Zhao Yanxing got back together, Yang Can moved back, and as for the previous resignation, in order to punish Zhao Yanxing, he swallowed it in his stomach. Well, when Zhao Yanxing swallowed the letter of resignation, Yang Can changed the punishment in distress, just let him tear it up, if there is a next time, he will resolutely let Zhao Yanxing swallow a hundred or a thousand letters of resignation.

Standing in front of the door of Zhao's mansion, the door plaque was a little dilapidated and crumbling, Yang Can raised his head and took a deep breath, and slowly spit it out to cheer himself up. He knew very well that there was no end to the days of wandering in the Zhao family and prison every day, unless the prince was miraculously resurrected, but when he heard that the prince was seriously injured and even the imperial doctors of the entire Qi Yue Kingdom were helpless, he no longer had hope.

And the only fiber car he pinned his hopes on was missing, and according to his guess, it was probably back to the demon world.

Yang Can hated himself a little at this time, he was weak and powerless, and there was no way to save Zhao Yanxing, so he should have accepted Yang Jian's suggestion, eloped with Zhao Yanxing, escaped far away, and lived a clean life for the two.

It is better to be exposed to corruption than to be locked up all the time and may be beheaded at any time.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, Feng Yan drank some in a restaurant, his brain was dizzy, he stepped out of the threshold, blew the cold wind, sobered up, took advantage of the strength of the wine, wandered aimlessly on the deserted street, unconsciously, the figure of Ming appeared in his mind, dressed in red, magnificent and charming.

Ming has been with him in Penglai Wonderland for so long, Feng Yan didn't understand what kind of feelings he had for Ming, this time he came to the world, he had to find Ming no matter what, and talk to him clearly and clearly.

Xu is wine was a little violent, and Feng Yan's cheeks were unconsciously dyed with a red cloud, as if he had been hiding in the dark that night and peeping into other people's secrets, and he was ashamed.

Yang Can had eaten, washed, put on a coat casually, stood in the corridor in front of the house, looked up sadly at the cool moonlight like water, the cold light sprinkled all over the eaves, poured down the green tiles, and scattered on Yang Can's body.

"Immortal, if you can hear my heart, please be merciful and bless Yan Xing safely, all the blame is caused by me, if you want to punish, let me take his place." Yang Can prayed silently in his heart, although he had seen the immortals and knew that the immortals would not have the leisure time to help him an insignificant mortal, but Yang Can still put this sustenance on the immortals, only hoping that Zhao Yanxing would not be dragged down by him.

Zhao Yanxing stopped teasing, hugged Yang Can's waist, and sat down against his swollen object. And Yang Can and Zhao Yanxing, who were burned by lust, didn't know that everything about the two of them today fell into a pair of pure eyes.

Feng Yan sat incognito on the beam of the cell, leaning obliquely against the beam, a pair of slender and white legs swaying gracefully, and muttering delicate red lips in contemplation.

Since he came to the world, he has seen this kind of scene several times, why are both mortals and immortals keen to do this kind of thing, is it really so comfortable?

Feng Yan, who stayed for a long time, pillowed his arms, looked down at the two entangled bodies below, and wandered in his heart again with a strange crispy feeling, his long eyelashes blinked, and he disappeared into prison, and his heart to find tea became more eager.

Ming jumped into the bottom of the cannibal sea, moved freely, took the water as the road, walked leisurely, and the soft black hair swayed slightly from side to side with his steps, and there was no sign of wetness.

For Ming, walking on the bottom of the sea is like walking on land, but the person he is looking for still hasn't been found.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being ruthless in draining the waters of this sea of love." The vast seabed reverberates with the sound of insolence and confidence, permeating every corner of the seabed.

The other party deliberately hides his whereabouts, but it doesn't mean that Ming has time to play a game of cat and mouse with him. He had to hurry up and finish the task assigned to him by the prince, and go back to continue to hold the warm fragrant nephrite.

just left Penglai Wonderland, but for Ming, it was like a century, and his liking for Fengyan was far beyond imagination.

I just don't know if this sluggish mastiff spirit beast will miss him.

The mastiff spirit beast has always been emotional, maybe, he left Penglai Wonderland, and Feng Yan rolled happily in the lush green jungle with white hair.

Ming's mind flashed Feng Yan's pure and flawless cheeks, and he sighed in his heart, what if someone strayed into Penglai Wonderland like him during his absence, and fell in love with Feng Yan at first sight, or if he saw Feng Yan naked, what should he do. The more I think about tea, the more anxious I become, and the more I want to stop my thoughts, the more I can't stop it.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being heavy." The indifferent warning sound swept through the cannibal sea in an instant, stirring up waves one after another.

No, when he goes back, he must dismantle and eat the stupid mastiff spirit beast, Ming made up his mind in his heart, no longer play with Feng Yan to boil frogs in warm water, it is better to boil, give Feng Yan a long memory, he can only be his man.

Feng Yan, who was shuttling in the jungle, sneezed inexplicably, who was scolding him? The rumors I heard from the world said that someone was scolding him when he sneezed, and when he sneezed twice, someone was thinking about him.

It must be Ming's bad-hearted piano secretly scolding him in his heart, Feng Yan thought in his heart, and his face suddenly sank, shouldn't he be thinking about him?

Okay, you have a broken piano, as soon as you leave Penglai Wonderland, you will scold him behind your back. Feng Yan decided to wait until she found Ming and took care of him.

The bottom of the sea was still calm, and Ming's patience was almost exhausted, and just as he was about to fly out to sea and drain the sea, a column of water slammed into him.

Ming smiled coldly, standing motionless in the middle of the sea, the suspended sea water under his feet seemed to have ears, spontaneously gathering and spinning into the waves of a piano, dragging Ming's tall body.

"Who is your Excellency, what are you doing in my cannibal sea?" A man dressed in white flew here, stepping on the water lotus waves on the soles of his feet, and looked lightly at the man in front of him who was like a flame.

As early as Ming Yue entered the cannibal sea, the man had already felt a powerful immortal aura, "It's not him." The man muttered in a low voice, avoiding it.

He stayed at the bottom of the sea just to wait for his arrival, not for a stranger. But this stranger did not give up, and even uttered wild words to drain the sea water of his cannibalistic sea, are the people of the heavenly realm so self-conscious?

Turning to think of the cold and detached man, if such a thing happened to him, how would he solve it?

"I'm hearsay, it's the sea of love that has changed masters, I didn't think that when I saw it today, it wasn't a legend, it was my news that was blocked." Ming's eyebrows were frivolous, especially profound, "I was actually replaced by a powerless mortal like you, I'm afraid that I have slept at the bottom of the sea for too long, and the spells are rusty." Ming thought to herself. Love is a poison, once you inhale a little bit, it will slowly gnaw away at your life and spirit, and even the ruthless and desireless sea god can dissipate completely.

Except that the previous Poseidon fell in love with this human man, Ming really couldn't figure out what reasonable reason could there be for the Poseidon with profound spells to die here.

Oh no, the sea god is afraid that he is imprisoned somewhere again and cannot escape.

"Do you know Hai Xi?" A glimmer of hope flashed between the eyebrows of the man in white, and he keenly captured the key words in the tea.

If it weren't for the fact that he accidentally fell into the bottom of the sea, happened to be rescued by him, and showed his love and stayed at the bottom of the sea to live, he would not know such a secret thing.

Of course, since there are more people at the bottom of the sea, the sea god will have less time to sleep, otherwise, he will not have the opportunity to kill the sea god.

The man's face was sad, and the past swept across the sea one by one, and finally froze on a sharp knife inserted into the body of the sea god, and in an instant the blood spread throughout the sea of love, and it was also at the last moment that he knew the name of the sea god, the sea worship.

Because of Hai Xi, before disappearing, I made a curse, a curse on myself, I, Hai Xi, will never have anything to do with Ruan Yuan in this life.

The sound of resolute roar echoes in my ears every moment of every day.

Ruan Yuan looked sad, and Ming, who was watching the play on the sidelines, did not have the slightest sympathy.

As soon as he came into contact with the seawater, he had already seen the residual influence of the sea god, and he also understood what was going on, for men, it was self-inflicted.

Hai Xi has lived for thousands of years, and has never moved his heart, and the only time he was emotional, but he was finally killed by love, which can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect.

"It doesn't matter if I recognize him or not, the important thing is that he's no longer there, you should let go of the past and start over." Ming persuaded loudly, not sympathizing with the man's suffering, just letting Hai Xi know that he would still feel distressed if he was afraid.

Since the sea ritual disappeared, this lonely and miserable man turned the entire sea of love into a cannibal sea, and mortals who tried to get close to and fight the idea of the sea of love would set off a violent wind on the sea, and the mortals on the shore or at sea would be swept into the sea, either suffocated to death, or beaten to death by the waves, and since then the sea of love has become a cannibal sea, a forbidden sea in the hearts of mortals.

"I can't let it go, I can't let it go in this life." Ruan Yuan muttered and shook his head stupidly, "If I really let go, I won't stay here." ”

Ming secretly thought and agreed with the man's words, a mortal has not died until now, isn't it that he can't let go of the past, and he inherited the position of the god of the sea, so he was trapped in this sea and never left.

Qingchen squatted on the shore, looking at the shallow sea water, counting day by day, he counted more than ten fingers, why hasn't that Saobaoqin come out of the cannibal sea yet.

The sea was calm, and occasionally the salty and wet sea breeze blew in the face, waving small waves, and also picking up Qingchen's somewhat damp long hair.

Could it be that this cannibal sea really has monsters like legends, and they were eaten by the kraken after the riotous piano went down? Qingchen's mind turned a thousand times, no, Ming Ke is the magic weapon of the prince of the heavenly realm, and at the same time, the spell is profound, and the fairy aura is strong, how can it be easily eaten by a small kraken.

Qingchen hugged his chubby body, pouted a small bite of cherries, slapped his moist palm on his head, and muttered in his mouth, "Ming is dead, I should be happy, so that Penglai Wonderland will be much quieter in the future." Symbolically applauded, and then put it down, wrinkling a bitter gourd face, becoming more and more pale, "Why can't I be happy?"