Everything that happened on the beach was already under the attention of the people here, and although not everyone could see it happening with their own eyes, when the news spread, people still felt it, and even more eagerly infected by their companions around them.

So when Iron. After Greyjoy was in a trance hugging and kissing the drowning people, and donning the gray, green, and blue robes that represented the drowning priests, he was directly surrounded by a group of drowning people who had not been able to see them in person, asking about his drowning ritual and what he had seen "after he died".

However, this newcomer doesn't seem to have much memory of his resurrection from the dead, and he stumbles when he speaks, his expression is dazed, and he doesn't seem to have recalled.

"The sea, it's all the water, inside, outside, left, right—I, I seem to have entered the palace of flowing water of the drowning god, and then, then—"

"And then what?"

A young drowning man couldn't wait to ask, "Have you seen the great drowning god?" ”

"Drowning? No, no, no, no, I'm- I'd love to see it, no, I seem to hear the ancient way? Erun stammered, "It seems to be the words of the drowning god...... Then ......"

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously looked at the dark-haired boy at the end of the beach who was talking to Sauron.

"Then I heard Miko-sama's voice."

"What did you say?"

Another flooded man asked feverishly, "Bring you back?" Or do you want to follow him? ”

"Neither."

Iren replied hesitantly, "What I heard seems to be—as if it is, run, your brother Eulun is coming, run, your brother Euren—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he covered his head in pain, his expression dazed and afraid, and a hint of ...... for the name Euron Hate?

The people around the flooding were quite puzzled by this.

Your brother is here?

Euron?

What do you mean?

They wanted to ask, but at this time Eren seemed to suddenly realize that he had said too much, so his face panicked, and then he staggered to his feet, pushed away the others and hurried away.

"He doesn't seem to be happy?"

A young flooded man in the same place was surprised by this.

"After all, I died once." The other drowned nodded: "No one will be happy if it is replaced." ”

"But he was saved."

The young flooded man could not understand the authentic words: "What a glorious thing it is to be saved by the divine son of the drowned god?" ”

"Maybe he'd rather stay in the palace of the Drowned God?"

……

A few young flooded people over there felt a little inexplicable about this, and more flooded people here stared at the two figures not far ahead, an old man and a young one.

The old man's long gray hair was fluttering, his temperament was excellent, his facial features were angular and full of majesty, but at this time, facing the black-haired boy opposite him, he looked like a child who had made a mistake, and he seemed to be in order.

And the boy, despite his immature appearance and short stature, is full of arrogance in his facial expressions and movements-

Because the distance was a bit far, the onlookers couldn't hear what they were saying, but they could clearly see that the leader of the flooding people who led them was honest and didn't dare to refute at this time.

This makes some people feel emotional, but more people subconsciously take it for granted-

Before you know it, the atmosphere has changed.

……

Lan Li didn't pay attention to what the drowning people in the distance thought about the current scene, at this time he was staring at the old drowning man standing in front of him with a serious face, and his words were unceremoniously.

"If this happens again, I won't help you solve it, you must know that resurrecting the dead is not as easy as you think."

The resurrection, the dead, is not so easy, easy......

These words made Lao Yan think a lot, so facing the serious boy in front of him, he said without hesitation: "I understand, Lord Shenzi, if there is such a thing in the future, we will not bother you to do it again!" ”

"At the same time, there is no need, you don't let people run to disturb me, everything you do now is not important to me."

"Okay, Lord Miko, I will strictly restrain my subordinates from drowning, you can rest assured, they will not bother you again." Sauron, the salt-tongued, replied without hesitation.

"I'm not interested in the learning requirements you mentioned before, what dogmas, rituals, etc., so forget it."

"No problem, you are the son of the drowning god, so naturally you don't need to learn our useless things." Lao Yanren said with a ashamed expression: "It's me who didn't think it through, Lord Miko, I will think carefully in the future." ”

"That stick doesn't fit well."

"I'll find you a new one right away!"

"Food ......"

"I understand, I understand, you like beef, you don't like fish, so I'll tell the people to prepare it for you."

This old thing is very good at judging the situation......

Lan Li thought to himself, feeling that there was nothing more to say, so he turned around and was about to leave, but after a few steps, he suddenly thought of something, paused, turned around and said, "That Ryan ......"

"You don't like him?"

Hearing this, the salt-tongued Sauron immediately said: "I'll replace him with a one that you are satisfied with, what do you think of Tander?" ”

Lan Li was a little moved when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he still waved his hand.

"Forget it, let's just Ryan."

He felt that there was something wrong with Na Lai, but Lan Li couldn't say what was wrong, so he had a little scruple in his heart, but thinking about it, if that guy was really hostile to him, he would have already done it-

As one of the close-fitting drowning people, Ryan has no shortage of opportunities.

So friend or foe?

Or is it just overthinking yourself?

While walking back and pondering about this matter, Lan Li found that the person concerned had already surrounded him again with seven or eight flooded people, so he raised his eyes and looked at the other party's face, and didn't find anything wrong with this person, so he didn't think about it anymore, and was ready to observe more and stay vigilant when he had time in the future.

And for now, the most important thing is ......

He looked up in the direction of the Naga Hill.

The psychic heart trait evolved into psychic language, which Lan Li thought was very magical because it was able to convey emotions with the body.

That's right, it's emotions, not words.

The main reason for saving Yilun before was that the other party was not dead, and the second was the spiritual incentive of the ancient path seed, but the incentive of the ancient path seed alone was actually useless, because the host's main consciousness had fallen into a near-death coma, and without consciousness, it was impossible to "cooperate" at all.

So after Lan Li noticed this, he took the initiative to try the ability that he didn't have time to "speak" on the hill, and finally he successfully transmitted a series of fearful emotions to the other party, and after "waking him up", he also obtained the recognition of "system information".

And the source of all this, he obviously won't ignore -

It is precisely because there is a "will" on that hill that desperately wants to communicate with oneself, or with anyone who can communicate.

So, what exactly does "it" want to communicate?

With this doubt, Lan Li walked to the hill again, but obviously he couldn't imagine that he had been gone like this for three days.