Chapter 242: Blood of the Ancient Gods (2)
Vigilance, Bai Ruixu looked around.
But soon, he realized that he was suspicious.
What else can there be around but the surging waves?
It can't be that there is still Song Lanyi's gaze, right?
As soon as he thought of this, Bai Ruixu had a feeling that he couldn't help laughing.
He leaned on the boat, smelled the sea breeze full of salty smell of the sea, and said with a casual smile, "Song Lanyi, Song Lanyi, this time, if you lose, you will lose, be too careful, slow me down."
He clasped his hands behind his head, looked up at the sky, and sneered, "One step, one step." Song Lanyi, Song Lanyi, Why don't you understand such a simple question? ”
"Poof!"
This time, not only Song Lanyi smiled, but even Zhu Xulin, Zhou Xi, Xuan Ling, Crab Eighteen and others laughed.
In fact, it was not only Song Lanyi who moved his hands and feet on Bai Ruixu's ship, holding the same thoughts as Song Lanyi.
The same is true for others.
They could have held back their laughter, but when they saw Bai Ruixu holding a pearl of wisdom in his hands and looking confident, they really couldn't help it.
People are not afraid of stupidity, and they are not afraid of stupidity without knowing it, and they are afraid that they are not only stupid, but they think they are very smart.
Even if everyone didn't say it explicitly, there must have been nearly fifty percent of people in private who had done something to Bai Ruixu's ship.
In the vast sea.
Even if the five-story battleship is as majestic as Song Lanyi, compared to the vast sea, it is inevitable that there is a sense of insignificance.
Song Lanyi didn't know what to make a pair of sunglasses, put them on his face, leaned back on the chair, and swayed his legs leisurely, rarely in the mood to start fishing.
Earlier, she had noticed that there seemed to be something else to the surface of the sea.
The sea here seems to be able to shield the detection of spiritual power.
The dark and dreary water, with the waves rolling and splashing deep blue, looks like an unfathomable feeling.
Suddenly, the fishing line began to tremble, and Song Lanyi was stunned.
Can you catch a fish without bait?
She exerted force from her waist, the tight muscles of her whole body tensed, and the fishing line drew a perfect arc in mid-air.
It's just that when I look at the hook again, the big fish on it has long since disappeared.
At this time, a series of bubbles spit out on the surface of the water, and the trace of a small silver-white fish was faintly visible.
The small fish swung its tail, poked down, and disappeared without a trace.
Song Lanyi squinted, always feeling that this little fish was "provoking" herself.
She straightened her robe, leaned back on her deck chair, and began fishing.
With her natural intuition, the trail of this Xuanyin Water ...... Maybe it's on this little silver-white fish.
It's just that......
Song Lan straightened his robe and exhaled slightly.
The moment that breath was exposed to the air, it turned into a rising white gas.
When did the sea get so cold?
And most importantly, how could she still be afraid of the cold?
She is a woman who wears a skirt in the cold winter of Shuobei, as long as she has a demeanor and does not want temperature.
If it weren't for the restrictions of the times, Song Lanyi could even perform a winter swim.
As a result, when she arrived on this sea, her five-grade forging body actually felt cold?
She frowned, suppressed the doubts in her heart, and began fishing again.
After a while, it wasn't until the sea water turned bottomless and dark that Song Lanyi felt that the fishing rod in his hand was beating again.
This time, she stood up with a screak and pulled straight back.
Her speed was so fast that it was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and this series of reactions was completed almost instantaneously.
When the silverfish came to its senses, it could only keep jumping on the deck of the ship.
Song Lanyi squatted on the ground and folded his hands, "This silverfish is born as if it is finely carved and magical." If...... It would be a shame not to eat it. ”
After speaking, Song Lanyi carried the silverfish and walked to the cabin where the fire tree was stored.
She cut off a branch and swiped it lightly with her fingers, and a cluster of bright orange flames danced on it.
You don't need talent, of course, it's better not to use talent.
Song Lanyi was just an archaeology freshman in his previous life, and what he did the most on weekdays was just cooking instant noodles and making ......
As for the meals you cook...... Just eat the undead.
She took a look at the whitebait, and struggled for three or four seconds about whether to deal with the internal organs, and then began to miss her father Song Hanhai, as well as the maids and steward Wang who were often around.
After thinking about it, she simply stuck a stick, skewered the whitebait directly, and then roasted it on the firewood.
It's just that in the next second, Song Lanyi couldn't help but stare at this silverfish.
I saw that the whitebait gradually melted under the flame of the firewood, and finally the melted droplet turned into a golden droplet.
When you look closely, the droplet is as thick as mercury, golden as amber, and it seems to be tiny, but in fact, the moment it appears, a faint sense of coercion condenses in the air.
As soon as Song Lanyi's fingertips touched the golden droplet, he found that it had automatically penetrated into his body.
Immediately, a message appeared in her head.
However, this piece of information alone has to let Song Lanyi re-understand the last level of this big competition, and even ...... The source of this small world.
This droplet is the blood of the ancient people, the ancient gods.
This blood is sealed in the living beings in the sea by a miraculous and magical means, and only by burning it through the fire of the fire tree can it be completely transformed into the blood of the ancient gods.
As for more information...... Not anymore.
Why did the ancient gods in the ancient mythological era fall to such a state?
Song Lanyi couldn't figure it out, so she simply didn't have mental exhaustion.
Sometimes, smart people like to think too much.
As everyone knows, there are some things that will be known naturally at a certain point in time.
Just as Song Lanyi felt the changes brought about by that drop of ancient god blood, the communication mark on her wrist suddenly began to burn.
She opened it and saw that Zhu Xulin's voice came from above.
"Song Lanyi, come to us, in your northeast, there are big fish!"
Big fish?
Song Lanyi's eyes lit up.
I'm worried about the fish that didn't have it delivered to my door!
(End of chapter)