Biography of the Four Heroes: The Second Simin Shitie

If the fish scales are removed, it is like peeling the skin of a person, and the pain is unbearable.

Even Long Zi, the scale-stripping wound was extraordinary, and the webbed fingers were almost completely shattered, ten fingers connected to the heart, the suffering he suffered cannot be described in words, Ao Jian lay on the bed for several days.

During this period, Ji Liao brought food for him every day.

The underground river veins do not see the light of day, and the aquatic species living in it are of unusual species, most of them are small, not to mention the swim bladder, even the whole body is fed into the stomach, and I don't know how much to eat to be full.Therefore, what Ao Jian eats these days is the weird meatball that Ji Liao dug up from nowhere. Although it looks like a meatball, it is not really a piece of meat. The texture is soft, but it is as soft as mushrooms in the mouth.

Even Ji Liao didn't know what the name of this thing was, so he called it "meat dumpling" according to its appearance.

Although the taste is a bit like eating coral, but since he is cared for by others, Ao Jian is not easy to refuse, and he gets used to it after eating a few times.I never thought that the strange piece of meat didn't look very good, and it didn't taste very good, but besides satisfying the hunger, it was actually very curative, and the horrible wound on the body seemed to be slowly healed.

Ao Jian is very grateful to Ji Liao for being willing to help him even though he is an unrelated Shui tribe.

It's just that during the past few days of recuperation, he has been thinking about the ground all the time.

There is a strange anxiety in his heart, which has arisen spontaneously since he was taken away, and even though he is escaping from the dangerous situation, it still cannot be alleviated.

If the big monster still can't find the food he has stored, he will probably find a new one, right?Maybe it's a fat fish monster, or a beautiful and delicious butterfly...

As soon as he imagined that the back of the big monster used to be where he sat, and now it might have been replaced by a strange monster that is fatter and tastier than him, he felt that the position of his heart was pinched hard, and he couldn't breathe. It's extremely sad to be out of breath, this feeling is even more sad than being scolded by the concubine because you can't finish the fish maw on time, or the feeling of getting a little swim bladder after three or four days but it's full of sand .

He wanted to go back quickly, back to the ground, and back to the side of the big monster.

So when he was able to sit up from the bed and get off the ground, he said goodbye to Ji Liao and asked him how he could get back to the surface from the waterway.

Ji Liao scratched his hair, seeming to be in a bit of a dilemma: "I've been living underground for many years, and I haven't been out for a long time, so I don't know very well... Well, I'll take you to ask my master, he Knowing more, I will be able to show you the way!"

The two left the hut, and Ji Liao led the way.

There is no sun, moon, stars and shadows in the ground, and in the waters, it can be said that you can't see your fingers. There is only a light cluster emanating from the night pearl in Ji Liao's hand.Occasionally, some underground river fish swim by, not as colorful as fish swimming in the sea, nor as fat as rivers on land, but they are small, long, transparent fish that can even see bones and internal organs.

If it were any other person, it would be pitch black, and it would be like a labyrinth, but Ao Jian grew up on the bottom of the sea, and often sneaked out of the palace at night to go to the cape to find his grandfather, and exercise in the dark water. A keen sense of touch.

Through the undulations in the water and the ripples that flow back when encountering hard objects, even if it is hard to see, he already knows that the river is as wide as the deep sea, and there are roots as thick as several people's joint efforts. The surrounding stalactite pillars are connected between the roof and the bottom of the cave. Although there are no carved beams and painted buildings, the underground place is like a majestic palace.

It was pitch black and difficult to distinguish, but Ji Liao was obviously familiar with the road, and after walking for half a moment, he stopped.

He turned his head and whispered to Ao Jian: "I will meet with my master later, so be careful with what you say, my master's temper...is a bit big."

"I see." Ao Jian quickly nodded obediently, feeling even more nervous in his heart.

Going forward, I felt that the water flow here seemed to be still, safe and sound, and Ji Liao called out: "Master! I'm looking for you!"

No one answered, Ji Liao didn't take it seriously, and walked a few steps, there was a rough table made of stone protruding from the ground, he put the Ye Mingzhu on the table, and shouted: "Master! Didn't hear what? Why? Shouldn't I?"

"It's so noisy. Shut up." The quiet water suddenly produced a waterspout, pulling the hair of the two of them flying, and when the water was still, I saw a white figure sitting beside the table.Under the brilliance of the night pearl, the man seemed to be half a hundred years old, with long gray hair and no beard, except for some signs of aging, but his face was like a crown jade, and he could see the appearance of an outsider. It's a pity that he doesn't seem to be able to see, so there is a white silk tied in front of his eyes.

"master!"

Ji Liao was probably used to being scolded, so he gave Ao Jian a careless push, "This little shark said he wanted to go back, but I don't know the way, so I brought him here to ask the master!"

The tone of the white-clothed man's answer was quite indifferent: "Wherever you come from, you will come back from there."

"I can't, master!" Ji Liao shook his head greatly when he heard it, "I saw that he was squeezed out by the water from the gap, how can he go back?"

Hearing this, the man in white snorted coldly: "He has the breath of a candle dragon in his body, which is hundreds of times stronger than yours, why should you bother?"

Ao Jian was surprised, although the person in front of him was covered with white silk, but he had piercing eyes, and he could easily see through the embers of the candle dragon in his body, but he didn't know where this person came from?

His heartbeat quickened, and the man in white was keenly aware: "What? Don't you think that only the dragon with a candle in this world is capable of reaching the sky?"

"Ao...Ao Jian dare not..."

"Your surname is Ao?" The white-clothed man frowned slightly, "The Hailong clan is capable, sexually lustful, and has many children and grandchildren, but their sons do not become dragons."

"That's not the case!" Although Ao Jian was cowardly, but the contempt in the other party's words meant that he insulted his father, so he couldn't help retorting, "Ao Jian can't transform into a dragon, but his elder brothers are all in the shape of a dragon..."

The man in white raised his hand and stopped his words: "They are them, you are you, showing off the abilities of others, and you are nothing but useless, what's the use of talking?"

"..."

His words were harsh, but the truth was true. He choked Ao Jian so hard that he couldn't say another word.

On the contrary, Ji Liao couldn't see that the little mermaid came to ask for directions, so he was going to suffer this innocent slap in the face: "Master, you are so noble, this little mermaid is not as tolerant of scolding as I am!"

I don't know if he doesn't like the rudeness of his words, or because he doesn't want to see him help others to speak, the white-clothed man's expression is even more displeased: "Shut up. This seat just speaks directly, I can't even listen to this, so generous Not to mention Jackie Chan, he is not even qualified to have the surname 'Ao'!"

Ao Jian remained silent, the white-clothed man spoke sharply like a knife, as if he had been slapped in the face, his face was burning hot, and a trace of unwillingness rose in his heart.Perhaps in the past, when he was living at the bottom of the South China Sea, he only had the vision of a frog in a well, surrounded by walls, and the loom was spinning. It was enough to make his father smile, but since he left the South China Sea with the big monster, he has seen all kinds of illusions. Floating Islands, the vast East China Sea, Aobei Godland, Fairy Mountain Penglai, and meeting the prince of the Butterfly Clan, General Zhang Chi, Buting Huyu, and the land of Shenshan, his vision is no longer what it used to be, and he also lived in a seaside village for half a year. Although it is not a form of cultivation, But this rare experience also made him see himself more clearly.

Why doesn't he want Jackie Chan? !But he has said these words countless times softly and quietly in his heart, but he has never said them out of his mouth. He is afraid that once he speaks out, he will be laughed at by the listeners, which is beyond his control...

"I didn't mean that either, anyway...anyway..." Ji Liao was clumsy, and he couldn't bear the poisonous tongue of the man in white. If he encountered such a situation, he would shut up and let the other party scold him happily, but he looked at the shark beside him. The person's face was gloomy, even his newly raised face was gray and blue, and he couldn't bear it, "Anyway, I think, master, didn't you say that everything can't be generalized?"

The man in white didn't expect his elm-like head to be flexible for such a time, and he was blocked by his own words. After he snorted coldly, he finally turned his face to Ao Jian: "If that's the case, this I would like to hear how this mermaid living in the South China Sea has traveled thousands of miles to this underground river."

Ao Jian didn't expect that the other party would be interested in his affairs. The South China Sea is thousands of miles away, and the Hai Clan has nothing to do with this white-clothed man... and the matter between him and Dan Tao is nothing to do with it. It was a secret, Ao Jian, who was eager to leave, briefly explained the reason why he left South China Sea and the process of getting here.

After he finished speaking, Ji Liao listened with gusto, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, and slapped his thigh: "I'll just say it! What happened a few days ago, I almost broke my waist. The sky is falling!"

The man in white had a cold face: "Could it be that you still want to go out for a walk?"

Ji Liao waved his hands again and again: "I dare not! Last time when the sky collapsed, I went out to make a fool of myself, and was caught by a woman fairy who insisted that I made the mess, and almost chopped off my head. This time I will do whatever I say." You won’t join in the fun!” He patted Ao Jian on the shoulder, “I thought you were knocked off in the waterway…”

"Stupid." The man in white snorted, ignored him, and turned to Ao Jian, as if the senior scolded the younger generation severely, "It's worthless, I got the breath of the candle dragon, and I don't know how to use it, so I called that mere beast To be humiliated is to embarrass the Dragon Clan." The disdainful attitude, as if the poisonous Central Plains, the four fierce gluttons feared by the Yanhuang Clan, are just as insignificant as kittens and puppies.

Ao Jian was speechless, the fact is so, no matter how excuses he makes, it is just to save face for a while, the fact remains the same.

The man in white asked again: "If you want to go back now, aren't you afraid of falling into the hands of those beasts again?"

"I'm afraid." Ao Jian nodded honestly, "But I don't think they are monsters from the Central Plains, they came in at risk. If the immortal family notices, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape surrender and capture, so I can't stay for a long time. land."

The man in white raised his eyebrows lightly: "You do have a bit of a smart mind."

"That's why Ao Jian dared to ask senior to show me the way."

The man in white was not in a hurry to answer yes or no, his index finger was slightly bent, and the back of his hand was light, as if he was thinking about something else.

Ao Jian didn't dare to press, so he had to wait by the side.

After a while, the man in white suddenly asked him: "Son of the Ao family, I am asking you, if you go back to the fierce king, what can you do?"

"How?... how about what?"

"Still being his ration?"

Ao Jian didn't understand what he meant, wasn't he just Dan Tao's meal?Still pretty incompetent so far.

"Go back and continue to be that weak and deceitful useless thing that can only survive by relying on the fierce king?"

"No, I am not!"

Even the clay figurines had a bit of aura, and the poisonous tongue of the man in white was too sharp, piercing Ao Jian like a needle piercing blood, which made Ao Jian extremely uncomfortable.Why didn't he want to have great power?Why didn't he want to impress his father and brother?Why did he never want the big monster to stop worrying about him?Why didn't he want to?Why didn't I want to! !

But if you think about it, so what?

He was not born with the body of a dragon, but with the appearance of a mermaid. He was not valued by his father, nor was he taught and cultivated by the dragon clan like his elder brother.

Fortunately, he was instructed by General Zhang Chi of the East China Sea, but it was just an introductory method of bead refining. Afterwards, he could only rely on his own groping and repeated practice. He didn't know anything about the spells of flying clouds and fog, calling wind and rain, so he even learned from big monsters. I got a shape-shifting spell, and I still haven't been able to master it after half a year...

"Master, isn't that too much?" Ji Liao couldn't help it again, and pulled the sleeve of the man in white a little, "Master, I see that this little mermaid is pretty good, so don't make things difficult for him... ..."

"Go away!" The white-clothed man angrily pulled back the pulled sleeves, obviously covered by white silk, but he seemed to give Ji Liao a hard look, causing Ji Liao to shrink his neck, "But since you are a dragon, This lord can't just ignore death, you stay here, and after you recover from your injuries, this lord will let Ji Liao send you back."

Although Ao Jian felt very uncomfortable at what he said, but when he heard that he was able to go back, he immediately thanked: "Thank you, senior!"

"Senior? Hmph...that's not bad. Even if the Dragon King Ao is surnamed, if he sees me, he should call him ancestor."

The man in white stood up slowly with a haughty expression, the water stirred his white shirt, the hem of his clothes fluttered, he had an extraordinary demeanor, like an exiled immortal in the sky.

"Remember, this seat, Kuilong."