"Qiqi." The four little ones shouted happily.

Qiqi coughed lightly and replied.

"My name is Gong Yu. The youngest of them all."

"My name is Gong Lin. is the big brother who guards the smoke and haze pool, the Kunpeng clone"

"My name is Gong Xian."

"My name is Miyabuchi."

The four little guys seemed to be announcing the number, and they reported their names in unison, Qiqi couldn't see them, and he could only identify a girl from his voice.

"Qiqi, why don't you talk to us."

"yes, why didn't she speak?"

"Shouldn't the other Guardians be unable to hear us?"

"Stupid, there are humans around, how can she talk."

"Oh." The other three fish suddenly realized.

"Qiqi, we can see your movements in the teardrops. I ask a question, and you nod or shake your head. "Gong Lin, who is relatively stable, said." Will you visually share? ”

Qiqi nodded heavily as the taxi jolted.

"If you believe us, hold the water teardrop and use visual sharing, and we'll tell you everything that happens."

Qiqi nodded again, flipped with his left hand and used spiritual power to strengthen his spiritual world, and held the tears with his right hand.

Visual sharing is essentially a kind of memory invasion, the caster's mind enters the recipient's memory world, looking for the memory fragment he wants, the upright caster will only look at the memory provided by the recipient, the misbehaving caster will violently spy on the entire memory, and the recipient can also set up a set in his own spiritual world, so that the caster's mind can not find a way back, forever trapped in the illusion, and the body is destroyed. At the same time, the caster can also strengthen the defense in his own spiritual world, leaving a way back.

Visual sharing is a game of ideas.

Because of the advantages of geography and environment, the fish bred in Yanhao Lake are delicious and sweet, and the meat is fresh and tender. According to the number of fish produced, the Guardian will deliver edible fish to the Supervision and Security Bureau, which will then distribute them to farmers' markets in various places. Coupled with the amount of fish farmed, it can basically meet the needs of human beings.

The corresponding measures still failed to resist some people who were interested in interests, and some people privately released wild fish in the smoke pool, which had higher nutritional value, and the sky was blowing, as if eating one could live a long life.

No, one night, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the smoke pool where the five fingers could not be seen, a group of black shadows in water pants tiptoed and sprinkled huge nets in the lake, alarming the resting fish and swimming in all directions in panic. In the faint moonlight, the fish caught in the fishing nets jumped up and down in the shallow water, and their silvery-white bodies were helpless.

When the few people who cast the net saw such a bountiful harvest, the corners of their mouths rose, revealing an evil smile from the Yakshas, their faces were full of greed, and the fish in their eyes were like red and fiery yuan

The guardian of the water tribe who sensed the strange breath, the Kunpeng clone. Quickly swim to the casting area and use sharp teeth to easily break the net apart.

The originally disorderly fish, led by the Kunpeng clone, swung its tail fin from the breach in an orderly manner and fled into the distance.

"There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; Turned into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. ”

The ancient mythical beast Kunpeng has a wide heart and a fat body, a warm personality, and does not like to fight. When the three tribes competed for hegemony, he had the world in mind, and split himself into countless clones, scattered across the four seas and rivers of the earth, bless one side.