Chapter Eighty-Six: The Lingyu Patriarch is Desperate (22)

I don't know how long it took, Fuyu sometimes felt like a boiled fish in a pot, being kicked to the bone and swallowed into the belly, and sometimes she felt that she was experiencing the most dangerous storm on the sea, and countless undercurrent whirlpools were pulling herself to the deepest seabed, which was a forbidden area that the bravest Lingyu did not dare to set foot in......

Mo Xiaoyou rolled a circle on Fuyu's wrist, and as Fuyu was able to spin more and more shark silk, she finally got the treatment of shark yarn.

But this little lingyu was feverish in the river at this time, which made her really a little embarrassed.

She tried to remove the barrier when the body temperature of the little lingyu was hot, and used river water to cool her down, and when her body temperature was cold, she controlled the oxygen in the barrier to float upward, so that it could be warmed up by basking in the sun.

She didn't believe that there was a reincarnation stone that did the task as dedicated and tired as her! However, why is this little lingyu still bad? She has been tossing up and down like this for three days, although there is no shortage of water in the lake, but if she doesn't eat for a long time, this little lingyu will still die......

Wait a minute...... Die?

Thinking of this word, Mo Xiaoyou was taken aback, wouldn't it...... It won't be what she thinks...... This little lingyu is born and dead, right?! It's really fun this time......

Just when the ink demon was cold because of your conjecture, Fuyu finally snorted and woke up.

"Xiaolingyu, you won't be born and die, right?"

Mo Xiaoyou has always been a direct demon, and seeing that Fuyu's consciousness was finally sober, he asked without beating around the bush.

“…… God, I just feel tired. Fuyu said a little weakly, she moved her body uncomfortably, only to realize that she was wrapped in a transparent film.

"God, what is this?" Because he lived in a god in his heart, Fuyu, as a primitive person, accepted this strange scene without fright.

"Oh, here's a layer of protection for you to keep from hitting rocks or something while you're unconscious." Mo Xiaoyouyan explained a protective enchantment concisely, and then continued to ask the previous question: "You haven't answered me yet, have you committed suicide?" ”

"God, what is death, and what is suicide?" Fuyu lay in the protective barrier, slowly floating along the water, her mind gradually became clear, and there was no problem in communicating.

"That's it...... Don't you want to live anymore? ”

"Why don't I want to live anymore?" As soon as Mo Xiaoyou's question came out, Fuyu was taken aback. Her beautiful eyes widened, and the strength she had just accumulated instantly dissipated, "God, I seem to be hungry......"

"You haven't eaten for three days, so you're naturally hungry." Mo Xiaoyou muttered secretly, and then proposed: "I'll send you to the shore now, you have no problem climbing ashore by yourself, right?" ”

"Hmm. Thank you, God. "Fu Yu used to be a sea god after all, and the sacrifice of the adult tribe taught her some basic etiquette in the spirit of not letting her gods be too embarrassed.

With a "bang", the ink demon pushed the protective enchantment up to the surface of the water, and Fuyu also accumulated enough strength in the process, and with a flick of the silver-white fishtail, a big wave that should not have appeared in the mountain lake slapped on the shore of the lake.

With this wave, Fuyu was also successfully sent to the shore. It's just that who can tell her why, where her waves were slapped, there was a one-horned monster standing?