Seeing clearly that there was an eye between Yang Xian's eyebrows, the corner of Situ Zha's mouth twitched twice, and his mood became more complicated in an instant.

Last time, he asked Yang Xian whose reincarnation it was, but Yang Xian didn't say it, he also felt that there would be no other people who would be reincarnated, and his name would have the same words as his original name. Now it's okay, the forehead opens the eyes of the sky, who else is there besides the reincarnation of Erlang God Yang Jian?

I think that when he was in the sky, he was still a good brother when he drank with Yang Jian! Yang Jian himself also called him Nezha brother or something in private, how could he still tease him like this after being reincarnated?

He asked on his face, and Yang Xian was reluctant to say his identity!

"Okay, you're good." Situ Zha glared at Yang Xian and said indignantly, "You don't tell me, do you?" Hide it from me, right? ”

Mianmian didn't understand where Situ Zha's emotions came from, and asked curiously, "What don't you tell you?" ”

However, Yang Xian understood what Situ Zha meant, and said in a deep voice: "I don't have previous memories, and I don't want to inherit my previous memories. So, what's the use of telling you? ”

Yang Xian knew that his special abilities came from reincarnation. But he really just wants to be a good Yang Xian and live a good life, and he doesn't want to recover his memory and identity.

That's right, in mythological stories, Yang Jian and Nezha are both immortals of the heavenly court, and both of them belong to the category of warriors who can fight, and they also have the same tragic past. Under such a premise, Yang Xian also guessed that the relationship between the two immortals might be very good, which was normal.

But after all, he has no memories of the past, and telling Situ Zha will only cause Situ Zha more troubles.

It's not that Situ Zha doesn't know how to think.

It's just that the eldest brother he knows doesn't want to talk to him more, and he still feels depressed: "I don't want to be Nezha either, who let that old bastard of Burning Sky want to design me?" ”

If there was no design, he would not have recovered his memory, and naturally he could be like Yang Xian, not affected by the memories of the past.

"Forget it, we may all have our own bodies involuntarily."

Situ Zha wanted to pat Yang Xian's shoulder, indicating that he no longer cared about Yang Xian's concealment, and when he raised his hand, he thought that he couldn't fly with magic weapons now, and he was even shorter than before.

couldn't reach Yang Xian's shoulder, so he retreated, Situ Zha patted Yang Xian's leg and stomach, and a smile appeared on his childish little face.

"Anyway, I know your identity, sir, I'm happy!"

Situ Zha smiled really happily, but the little white dragon hiding behind Mianmian was not so happy.

Every dragon clan will hear a story when they are young, and that story is called Nezha and the Sea.

It's about one of their kindred clans, who fought with Nezha a long time ago, and was finally picked up by Nezha and cramped, and became a dead dragon.

That's a dead dragon!

The little white dragon shuddered, thinking that it was no wonder that he felt scared when he saw Situ Zha, it turned out that this was the reason.

Mianmian looked at the little white dragon and felt scared, and asked the little white dragon in a low voice: "Have you heard the story of Nezha making trouble?" ”

The little white dragon nodded vigorously.

Mianmian hurriedly comforted: "Don't be afraid, you are not the dragon in the story, and Situ Zha is not the Nezha in the story." ”

The little milk dumpling is serious, and what he says is also reasonable. Yang Xian couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, maybe this was the reason why he was willing to go to the Su family to be the captain of the bodyguards? knows his past and knows his identity, but Su Mianmian will never treat him as Yang Jian himself.

In fact, Situ Zha and Yang Xian have the same idea.

A little kid who knows his past, but is still willing to respect him and treat him as a new person, is indeed cute.

Situ Zha thought about it, looking at the little white dragon and waving his hand: "I'm not interested in you, you don't have to be so afraid." ”

This sentence can be regarded as a little comfort to the little white dragon.

When the little white dragon heard it, he nodded tremblingly, and asked Mianmian again: "Shall we go to the sea immediately?" ”

Mianmian: "Yes, the water droplets are here." ”

There are six in total.

Mianmian looked around and found that if they all had to go down, there was still one missing.

At this time, Rhubarb and Xiaohuang raised their heads and giggled.

Mianmian nodded: "Okay, then you two will keep a sentry on it." ”

What the two little guys said was that they didn't want to go into the water.

Chickens are originally creatures that live on land, and running into the water will make Rhubarb and Yellow feel uncomfortable.

This is enough to avoid water droplets.

"Let me do the math with Grandpa Turtle where we can go down to find them."

Mianmian was about to ask Lulu to send Grandpa Turtle out, but Xiao Bailong pointed in one direction: "Then, over there, my parents and sister are calling me over there." ”

Since the little white dragon knows the direction, things are much easier!

Mianmian summoned the natal sword, let everyone stand on the sword, and drove quickly in the direction that the little white dragon said in the sea breeze.

After flying for a while, I saw a small island in the sea.

Mianmian glanced at Xiao Haidao twice, and then concentrated on controlling the flying sword.

Finally, the flying sword stopped in the vast sea.

The little white dragon said that this was the location where he sensed his relatives.

The flying sword hovered on the sea, and Mianmian sent the water-repellent beads to his partners: "Let's go down~"

The little white dragon was the first to enter the sea, its white and flawless body floating on the sea, and its huge dragon head stared at the Mianmian who jumped into the sea: "You ride on me, I swim faster." ”

There is a time limit to avoid water beads, and it is their common goal to rush to the bottom of the sea as quickly as possible.

I haven't ridden a dragon yet.

Standing on the dragon, he was triumphant: "Woo woo woo." "I'll just say, Xiaohu, do you have meat to eat with your eldest brother? We're riding dragons right now! Ordinary monsters, where is the opportunity to ride a dragon?

Xiaohu didn't respond in vain, just silently released his own wings in the sea.

After the wings were released, the little tiger followed the little white dragon, and the speed of swimming was not much worse than that of the little white dragon.

After swimming for a while, he felt that this was not enjoyable enough, so Xiaohu spit out the water-repellent beads and sent them to Mianmian.

"Wow, Xiaohu can swim?" Mianmian put away the water-repellent beads, surprised by Xiaohu's current state.

Xiaohu sent his head to Mianmian, rubbed it gently, and expressed his thoughts: "Water, don't be afraid." ”

Because Wang Ba was arrested and punished. The little tiger who was tortured in the past can now stay in the water calmly. He was not afraid of water, and naturally he had an idea that he seemed to be able to swim, but he had not remembered it before.

There are a lot of fish in the sea.

Some fish that like to haunt at night are all around the little white dragon at the moment.

They revolve around the little white dragon, and some of the varieties with their own fluorescent bodies form a colorful light strip. These strips of light are alive, like fireflies on the sea, flashing and beautiful.

The little white dragon raised its head and hissed, and couldn't help but shed tears.

He is a dragon in the sea, he belongs to the sea, and these fish are originally the people of the dragon family.

(End of chapter)