Shimen is poisonous

In the grotto, Han Dingshuang suddenly opened his eyes.

However, Ye Baihan's soul has been exhausted because of being unable to support it, so he has interrupted the pursuit of the Consonant Mirror.

Han Dingshuang always felt that there was some familiar aura around him just now, but he was not quite sure.He scratched his face, and said to himself: "...Lian... no... what am I thinking..." Then he suddenly realized, "Could it be the younger brother? No way?"

He stood up abruptly, and looked in the direction of the source of the breath he felt, but there was nothing.

Then Han Dingshuang rolled his eyes, kicked the crystal coffin that he rudely put on the ground, stared at it for a while, and said, "... I hope you have enough weight to exchange news about my junior brother."

He rested his chin beside the crystal coffin for a while, looked at the merman girl with a hole in her chest in the crystal coffin, looked at it for a while, and then suddenly said: "Don't blame me...it's useless if you blame me anyway. My mind is out of order now, and I can't remember anything other than my little junior brother...maybe one day I will forget my little junior brother too. So I must...find him before I forget it."

When Han Dingshuang was young, he actually envied other children who were full of emotion and good at pleasing.He is actually a very emotional person, but he is not good at expressing it anyway.Whenever he wants to get close to someone, it seems that there are shackles covering his mind, making him not know what to do.

He envied anyone who was expressive.

But even so, even if he is not good at expressing, Han Dingshuang still hopes to protect Ye Baihan and fulfill his wish in the way he can.

Thinking about it now, it seems that everything had been shown a long time ago.

When he came back from northern Xinjiang, he was furious when he heard someone pretending to be the God of Flowers.When he came to his senses, he had already killed many people... Now that he thought about it, that anger didn't actually belong to him.

When he was with Ye Baihan, he always felt extremely peaceful in his heart, so Han Dingshuang never paid too much attention to the dark thoughts that occasionally floated up.But when Ye Baihan was arrested, it seemed that for a moment, the emotion in his heart coincided with someone lurking in his body—the fear of losing his junior called out something parasitic on him, and this thing It began to slowly eat away at his memory and reason...or in other words, it was covering Han Dingshuang's with its own feelings and memories.

Even though he was struggling hard, his longing for "Lian" was gradually swallowing up his worries about his junior brother... Obviously he didn't even know what the so-called "Lian" was.

But who cares?

He didn't care what Lian was, he just tried to pull back his feelings again and again, calmly and persistently.He also thought that one day he might never be able to pull it back... At that time, he didn't know what it would be like.

If there was such a day, he hoped that before that day, he could kill Lin Mocheng, bring back Ye Baihan, and confirm that his junior brother could live a safe and carefree life after he "disappeared".

He looked at the corpse in the ice coffin for a while like this, and seemed to feel that his request was a little difficult to realize, so he said, "Forget it...you still hate me. But even so, I can only threaten you The Purple Scale King is gone. I heard that he does not have a concubine, and he hides you so preciously in the palace, so he should like you very much. If that is the case... the Purple Scale King should agree to my request... "

As he said this, he stared at the wound on the girl's chest, but became dizzy again.

He knew that Wu Xiaofu died by cutting out his heart and disemboweling him, how similar the way of death was to the girl in the coffin.However, the girl in the coffin was obviously pampered, and Wu Xiaofu... I heard that she was a country girl covered in dust.

...The appearance of the junior brother's village girl...I can't imagine it at all.

If it's a village girl, she's probably the cutest village girl in the world, right?

Han Dingshuang desperately thought about Ye Baihan, recalling every detail of him, just to suppress the deep and chaotic emotions, and keep the so-called "lotus" out of the door of his heart.

He has a lot of things he wants to say to Ye Baihan.

He has always wanted to say a lot to Ye Baihan, but because of clumsy words or other reasons, he couldn't say it properly.The master said that he was restrained, and he felt it himself, but he couldn't help wondering—who on earth, and why, imposed such a restraint on him?

If it is used as punishment and torture, this approach is too oblique. Although the soft knife is not painless, but Han Dingshuang thinks, how can people who have not experienced it understand the cruelty?

He also wanted to please his junior brother, make him happy, and make him get closer to himself.He was full of joy when he saw his junior brother, but there was no way to show this joy to Ye Baihan no matter what.

Except for Han Dingshuang himself, I am afraid that no one knows the pain that cannot be expressed or approached.It is said that in ancient times, when the gods created characters, millet fell like rain, and ghosts cried and gods howled. Because the characters were completed, although they could convey their hearts from now on, they also opened up the wisdom of the people, causing deception and suspicion to arise, and everyone to be alienated.

But besides language, what else can help people understand each other?If you have never been close at the beginning, what qualifications do you have to talk about departure?Whether to deviate or not is a person's choice, but first of all, one must be able to approach to have that choice.

When feelings and memories were eroded, a crack seemed to be opened in the restriction Han Dingshuang received.That feeling of enlightenment was something he had never experienced in more than 300 years.He eagerly wanted to tell Ye Baihan about those feelings, but he didn't know if he still had a chance.

It would be nice if... just a little more time.

——Before he is completely devoured by the monster lurking in his body, let him say everything he wants to say, maybe there will be no regrets left.

Han Dingshuang passed through the barrier, clinging to the rock wall and floated to the surface of the water, observed the movement of the nearby Merman tribe from a distance, and then quickly hid again.

The Purple Scale King is back.

After King Zilin came back, he rushed to the palace in a hurry, and said angrily as he rushed, "How can someone snatch it away with so many barriers guarding it!?"

The prime minister said: "Although there are many barrier guards, after all, it has been through decades of formations, and our clan does not have any formation masters who are constantly maintaining them. It is not surprising that some joints are loose."

The Purple Scale King asked: "Do you know who the intruder is!?"

"...The visitor is very good at hiding. The guards guarding the palace city are almost unaware, but it should be done by human monks."

King Zilin stopped suddenly, turned his head, glanced at his prime minister sharply, and asked, "How do you judge?"

The prime minister said: "Because the other party left a water-sharing note and made a request. The note asked our family to provide a place where a man named Ye Baihan was imprisoned, in exchange for the safety of Her Royal Highness's body... "

King Zilin didn't expect this to be the reason. He opened his eyes wide and showed an angry expression. After a while, he said, "I didn't expect... the Zhendao Sect would use such a method!"

The prime minister said: "Your Majesty, you are a majestic mermaid clan royal family, why should you mix with human monks? What Lin Mocheng wants to do is his own business, and there is no need for us Hai clan to get involved..."

Zilin King said: "There is no need to say that again!"

The prime minister looked at him with a look of reluctance, but he still refused to give up and continued to persuade: "Your Majesty, we sea people can't stay out of the water for too long, and we can't survive on land for a long time. There is no benefit in fighting humans." ..."

King Zilin said angrily: "Prime Minister, are you the king of the mermaid tribe, or am I?"

The prime minister was startled, and immediately fell in the water, pleading guilty in fear.

But the Purple Scale King flicked his sleeves, letting himself go angrily.

In fact, of course the Purple Scale King himself knew that even if he went to war with the human race, the benefits that the mermaid race could gain would be very limited.It is also because of this that he did not involve the entire shark race, but only cooperated with Lin Mocheng privately.

In any case, Shui Lan's death was so miserable, the Purple Scale King could not allow those who benefited directly or indirectly from her death to continue to live in this world.

...This is the only thing Zilin King can do for her as her elder brother.

The Purple Scale King sighed.Maybe he shouldn't have kept Shui Lan's body from the very beginning, but he wanted to let Shui Lan see himself avenging her, but he never wanted her body to suffer any further damage.

Intellectually, he understands that a corpse is just a corpse after all. Without his own soul, his body is no different from a cold piece of meat. In any case, it is more important to avenge his sister.

But even if I persuade myself again and again, I still can't let go of the things I can't let go of.Human beings will have nostalgia for the relics of important people, and even get emotional sustenance from them, and the Sea Clan is no exception.Even though there are huge differences in racial habits, in essence, what has reason and emotion... is human.

There is nostalgia for the relics, let alone the remains?

King Zilin always remembers many things about his younger sister. Although she is obsessed with the stories of the human race, and her temperament is weaker and more innocent than ordinary sea women, she is also his closest sister.

He gritted his teeth, looked gloomy, thinking: Don't force me.

He walked all the way to the bedroom where his sister used to live, and then asked someone to fetch the letterhead that Han Dingshuang had left before.I saw that the letter asked him to burn the letter on the rocky beach on the west coast of Yingzhou as a signal for negotiation.

The Purple Scale King looked gloomy, thinking to himself: Are you really pinching my Sea Clan as a soft persimmon?I don't care if you are the number one sword sect of the human race, if you dare to appear in the East China Sea, I will let you go and never return.

Then he grabbed the letterhead in his hand, urgently summoned hundreds of the most powerful fighters in the city, and headed to West Jiaotan.