Seeing the mirage in the hand of Crab Eighteen, Zhu Xulin's mind flashed with inspiration.

"You mean using mirages...... to expand the openness of the sea ban again. ”

Speaking of sea ban, Crab Eighteen changed his previous appearance, and there was a faint light in his eyes.

I only heard him speak a little faster, as if he had a draft in his chest, "The territory of Daqian is vast, since Taizu set up a sea ban, the human race and the sea tribe have rarely been in contact, which also leads to the sea tribe basically having two eyes on the human race. ”

"So until now, don't look at the Sea Clan stirring up trouble in Dingyuan City, in fact, in many places in Daqian, some people are still in an unknown state for the Sea Clan."

After saying that, Crab Eighteen paused, and then continued, "So I'm wondering, can we accelerate the advancement of this transition stage?" Like what...... Adopt a mirage ...... The Sea Clan can create a virtual mirage, so that friends from all over the world can meet on the mirage. ”

"The Terrans obviously have a better background, why can't they create a platform similar to a mirage? Bring together the sea clan, the human race and some demon clans to carry out business and trade. ”

Zhu Xulin was suddenly surprised at this time.

He didn't expect that he would say casually, only saying that Song Lanyi's father was thousands of miles away, and this crab eighteen would come up with such a grand and even incredible method.

It contains the three tribes of humans, demons, and seas, and spans the 100,000 mountains, the water of the Tianhe, the territory of the Great Qian, and the immortal island of the East China Sea.

Just by sounding like it makes people feel like their scalp is tingling.

But the one who came up with this idea was not Emperor Amaterasu, not a saint, just a crab eighteen who looked like a few words.

Zhu Xulin looked at him for a long time and sighed, "It's too difficult, this matter." Do you know how much money and resources are spent on this? ”

Speaking of this, there was a glint in Fang Cai's eyes, and at this moment he returned to his usual silly appearance, he touched the back of his head, and said with a smile, "It's up to people." ”

Zhu Xulin saw it now.

What a fool, a fool.

This crab eighteen is not.

He is clearly a rice ball with sesame filling wrapped in white skin!

He patted Crab Eighteen on the shoulder, and couldn't help but be a little curious, "Brother, what is your family doing?" ”

Crab Eighteen smiled and said nothing, just took out the mirage again, and said in the most plain and ordinary tone, "My family...... It's just that there is a small mine. ”

"This mine is just producing...... Mirage. ”

Zhu Xu came to his senses.

Co-authoring this guy is not a great man.

He promoted the mirage and formed the platform, and part of the idea was ...... Sell more mirages, or find more research value out of them.

But in this way, it makes Crab Eighteen real.

If he really just said that he was just for Zhu Xulin's words, he saddled Song Lan and set up a platform for him, Zhu Xulin would have doubted his intentions.

The night was dark.

The mirage is still a candle flame flickering and brilliant.

However, the direction of the embroidery building has attracted the attention of many aliens on Luogu Street.

It's just because these quasi-horses, when they entered the embroidery building, they still looked like a beautiful son, but when the results came out, they had a blue nose and swollen face, and bared their teeth.

What made their jaws drop even more was that these noble sons, who seemed to have suffered a critical blow, were all hooked shoulders at this time, looking extremely familiar.

What's going on here?

What could it be?

Ao Huanhuan, who was on the embroidered floor, admired the original manuscript of the poem in his hand, and hummed an unknown song in his mouth.

These guys, still want to fight her?

I haven't inquired carefully, she Ao Huanhuan beat all over the invincible opponents of the Dragon Palace, crushed a group of sisters and sisters, and killed from the bloody road, is this the deeds that won the favor of the Dragon Mother?

As for why they hooked their shoulders, it was naturally because they were beaten up by the same people on the same night and in the same place.

This beating gave them a common little secret and unspeakable pain with each other.

The secret is the beginning of friendship.

None of that matters, though.

Ao Huanhuan was in a good mood, and the tone of the song in his mouth rose.

She flipped through the poems in her hand and looked at them, and the more she looked at them, the more she liked them, frowning and pondering for a while, and crying after looking at them.

It's just that at this time, the snail in her hand suddenly sounded.

Ao Huanhuan suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, as soon as she opened the conch, the voice of her mother sounded.

"Xiao Qi, I heard that you got a poem manuscript?"

Ao Huanhuan's eyes widened suddenly.

Who brought the Mother of Dragons here?

Didn't you say that you would quietly grab the manuscript of the poem and make a fortune in a muffled voice?

It must have been those who didn't get the manuscript of the poem to tell the truth!

She opened her mouth, "Mother, this poem manuscript is a little girl who has admired me for a long time, and then gave it to me." ”

The Mother of Dragons chuckled directly, but the words she said were unceremoniously, "How did I hear that this poem manuscript ...... Did you ask her for it? ”

"But ......"

"Okay, I'll just take a look, and I'll pay you back."

Having said that, what else can Ao Huanhuan do?

Naturally, she could only nod.

It's just that after hanging up the snail, Ao Huanhuan looked like he wanted to cry without tears.

The koi boy looked at it from the side and wondered, "Her Royal Highness the Dragon Mother is rich all over the world, why did she fall in love with a poem manuscript this time." Even if Song Lanyi is quite famous, she shouldn't be so concerned? ”

This is also what Ao Huanhuan is puzzled about.

She sighed, packed up the manuscript of the poem, shook her head, "It's easy to get the manuscript of the poem, it's difficult to keep the manuscript of the poem, it's difficult to hide the manuscript of the poem!" ”

The other side.

In the hinterland of the demon clan in the far north, the desert of thousands of Buddha countries in the west, and the smoke and miasma forest in the south, there are countless overseas fairy islands and the East China Sea, which contains the treasures of Kyushu.

The sea in the center of the East China Sea is a dark blue.

Beneath the seemingly calm surface of the sea is a splendid underwater world...... and turbulent undercurrents.

In the deep sea here, there stands a palace that is not inferior to the Great Qian Imperial Palace.

It's just that compared with the delicacy and atmosphere of the human race, the combination of style and strength, the temple of the East China Sea Dragon Clan is more primitive...... Even primitive.

The carved beams here are smooth, faintly forming a dragon head, but the dragon head has no eyesight, as if it is afraid that it will be too expressive, so that it will become real.

In the midst of the magnificence, in the most central hall, a lazy and noble woman with dragon horns on her head reclined on her step, holding a chess piece in her hand.

Opposite her was a woman with a veil on her face and only her beautiful eyes.

This person is none other than the Hundred Flowers Sage.

I only heard the dragon horned woman say leisurely, "It's just a poem manuscript, and it's worth mentioning it yourself?" ”

Baihua smiled lightly and said indifferently, "After all, I am an elder, and it is not good to snatch it in person, which is different from the impression I give people." ”

The seventh more is offered~ I was so sleepy at noon that I fell asleep after lying down for a while

(End of chapter)