I have eight feet to fall in love with you

The sea is boundless and calm.

In the depths of the ocean, salmon swim in groups, forming a large swath.Several vigorous mermaids surrounded and attacked, sharp harpoons cut through the neat formation, and the fish fled in a hurry, showing a faint blood.

Ten minutes later, the harpoon was full of plump sea fish, and the mermaids returned with a full load, talking and laughing and swimming towards the bottom of the sea.

The temperature of the sea water has risen slightly, tiny air bubbles have risen around it, the fish are restless, and the color of the coral group is dim.

"This, what's the smell?" One of the mermaids couldn't help frowning, his expression changed suddenly, and he said anxiously, "Hai Volcano!"

A few mermaids were shocked, and they flew out like bows and arrows drawn from a crossbow, and hurriedly fled the sea area.

The bottom of the sea vibrates from light to heavy, and a large amount of sea smoke bursts out not far away, like a huge mushroom cloud. The fiery red magma bursts out continuously, and turns gray and condenses and breaks under the cooling of the seawater, symbolizing the hot orange color of the magma. The red color slowly forks and spreads like an endless line as if it were tireless.

"Ahem." A dark blue octopus tentacles waved and protruded from the center of the mushroom cloud, followed by the second, third, and fourth...

The eight thick tentacles opened and danced, ignoring the hotness of the magma, waved away the thick ash, and slowly crawled out.

At the junction of the claws, there are tight eight-pack abdominal muscles, a pair of strong arms, with smooth muscle lines, a beautiful upper body, and an obvious human torso.

The gray mist cleared, revealing an incomparably handsome face, with deep and charming delicate features, beautiful but not feminine at all, and the beast-like golden vertical pupils made one's scalp tingle.

The man's sharp eyebrows were frowned, and he glanced back: "Again? How many times this month?"

He was obviously talking to himself, but his tentacles seemed to understand the words, and they stood upright one by one, and the claws nodded and counted one by one like a human being, and there were six tentacles on each foot.

The first tentacle is the thickest, and it is the third from the right among the tentacles. Unlike the other arms, its tip has no suction, it is flat spoon-shaped, and there is a deep groove under the wrist.

It rose slowly, touching the top of the man's head, smoothing out his messy, burnt dark blue curls.

"Understood, Philip, I will pay attention to my image."

The man brushed his long, curly hair like seaweed, and complained blankly: "It's been six times, and I'll just take a nap. Why does it cause sea volcanoes every time? Sea God has hatred against me?"

The two tentacles that did not raise their hands raised like the first tentacles, and touched the man's head soothingly.

They lightly touched the third tentacles from the right, and slid down tacitly, dividing the man's long hair into three strands, and skillfully braided them. After a while, a beautiful braid was freshly baked.

The man touched the braids and nodded with satisfaction: "It's ok, Philip, Elizabeth, Victoria, this time the hairstyle is perfect."

The thickest tentacles stood upright first, and nodded politely; the moderate tentacles swayed joyfully, showing agility; only the thinner tentacles paused slightly, and rushed back shyly.

The body is surrounded by thousands of degrees of high temperature of cooked fish, and the man feels nothing. The squirming claws keep moving forward, and the magma rocks are easily crushed while sliding. It is as simple as a child playing with mud. The man soon left the choking sea and volcano smoke , came to the clean sea.

"Woo--" came the seemingly invisible whistle.

The man paused, his face collapsed, and the boss said unhappily: "My mother-in-law is calling me, I should be scolded again, it's not my fault that the volcano erupted."

Since the whistle sounded, one of his tentacles has been wagging like a puppy's tail, which is full of flattery and contrasts sharply with the complaining tone.

The man threw the tentacle to the ground with a blank expression, and slapped him hard: "Alexander, you are the stupidest."

The tentacles swayed from side to side as if they had been stunned, and slowly erected, curled themselves into a knot, and continued to sway foolishly.

Annoyance flashed across the man's brows, and he wanted to continue whipping this stupid claw, but was entangled by another arm and foot, stopping the castration.

The other two arms stretched out in front of the man, interlaced and crossed.

Man: "Okay, for your sake."

The whistle sound became brighter and shorter, as if urging.

The man frowned, and stood stiff for a long time, finally his shoulders collapsed, and he obeyed.

All the tentacles waved in one direction, stretched out like an open fishing net, and then suddenly contracted, bringing countless large and small air bubbles.

The turbulent current brought forward reaction force, and the man swam straight to the depths of the trench.

The man swam very fast, and after a while, he saw the coral cave at the bottom of the ditch from a distance. Before he landed, he heard an angry roar in his ear: "Clarence, you went to the shallow sea to bask in the sun again, didn't you?" !"

The subtle changes in the ocean currents aroused the vigilance of the man. He lowered his body slightly and successfully avoided the attack of the thick tentacles. He quickly pushed back a few steps, and said unwillingly: "Mother-in-law."

Messy seaweed curly hair, a majestic waistline, and exaggerated flying eight-armed feet. The mother-in-law has the same slippery lower body as Clarence, and her face is full of wrinkles due to aging.

She is a witch under the sea, which has existed for tens of millions of years. No one knows her real name, so she can only be called the sea witch.

The sea witch stood with her hands on her hips, standing at the entrance of the coral cave. She lacked the mysterious elegance she usually has, and raised her eight tentacles angrily. The bright night pearl reflected her figure in the cave, like a furious bird The sea monster: "I have already said that the octopus should live in the dark trenches of the deep sea, not exposed to the sun, let alone go to the shallow sea to bask in the sun and take a nap! Look, the sea god has been angry several times. It's all stinking sulfur!"

Carat lowered her head quietly and stopped talking. A few strands of broken hair hung by her ears, adding a bit of obedience to him, as if a child who caused trouble was silently guilty.

He stretched out a curled arm, shaking it like a puppy, gently put it on the arm of the sea witch, circled it coquettishly, and rubbed it back and forth.

The Sea Witch's expression turned pale, she stroked Carat's cute claws, and said earnestly: "The Sea God is angry and warns you, you are disobedient, and you won't listen to my mother-in-law? My little Carat, you should be sensible! Grandma! I told you that the shallow sea is really too dangerous, there are too many human merchant ships, we can’t be exposed to humans casually, especially during the day, this will bring disaster to the mermaids..."

Clarence nodded lightly, and looked at her mother-in-law from time to time, as if he was listening to the lesson seriously, but behind him was a completely different attitude

A mischievous tentacle lightly taps the ground, beating the rhythm of the sea witch's ups and downs. The tentacles may be curly or straight, all kinds of funny.

The other two tentacles stood upright, one waving its whiskers happily, playing the role of an angry sea witch, and then nodding and chattering, imitating the expression vividly; He nodded, but actually drew circles on the ground boringly, just like Carat who was bored at this time.

The sea witch was tired of talking and wanted to go back to the cave, but unfortunately, the light from the night pearl also showed the shadows of the three tentacles and their stage of drama.

The sea witch's brain was instantly congested with blood, and it was extremely hot.

"Nicholas! Constantine! Shakespeare!"

She gritted her teeth and yelled three names with great precision. The mischievous tentacles froze, fell into a limp ball, and stopped moving.

Clarence looked back at the wrists pretending to be dead, and said innocently: "It's their own idea, it's none of my business."

The sea witch was very angry, and raised her thick and ferocious tentacles violently, as if she was about to be whipped to pieces in the next moment.

Clarence looked at her mother-in-law quietly, without a trace of fear or guilt in his clear eyes, just looking at her quietly.

Grandmother Hai Wu was most afraid of his eyes, and her heart softened when she saw it, and she was reluctant to make a move.

She wobbled for a while, and finally withdrew her paw resentfully, and reluctantly put up the airs of an elder, and severely reprimanded: "Your tentacles represent you, discipline yourself well, don't shirk responsibility like you did when you were a child!"

Clarence gave a perfunctory oh, and didn't seem to listen to advice very much.

Seeing his rebellious appearance, the sea witch couldn't help but want to sigh. She softened her tone and babbled: "My dear Carat, you have grown up, and you can even leave home to set up your own family in a distant sea area." But now, you are still an ignorant child, living under my protection..."

"Grandma, I don't need shelter, I'm just lazy." Unmoved, Clarence reached out to pick up a boneless tentacle and shook it symbolically, "Like Lucius, I'm lazy." move."

The arm and foot named Lucius raised the tip of its beard slightly, and then lowered it again. It swayed slightly with Carat's movements, without the slightest self-awareness, and seemed more dead than those tentacle claws pretending to be dead.

"This won't work, this won't work." The sea witch shook his head, very disapproving, "My little Carat, you are already dead, you are the only relative of the mother-in-law, and you will be the next generation of sea witch, you have to learn to take responsibility .”

"I don't want to be a sea witch," Clarence refused straight away. Seeing the sea witch glaring at him unhappily, he thought for a while and added, "I want to be a sea god."

"boom!"

The soles of Clarence's feet were suddenly sunken, and a gully was formed. A large amount of magma gushed out of the gully, engulfing the greasy tentacles violently, imprisoning his eight feet, trying to drag him into the red abyss.

The hot magma was neither painful nor itchy to Clarence, he clicked his tongue lightly, and his arms and legs got out impatiently, easily crushing the gray magma rock.

Unexpectedly, after wading through the magma, he did not escape the claw attack of his relatives.There was a sudden pain in Carat's mouth, he covered his mouth in confusion, and looked at Grandma Haiwitch.

Regardless of his resistance, the mother-in-law still beat him three times, muttering: "Children are ignorant and have no intention of offending, Lord Sea God, don't take offense, don't take offense."

Clarence: "..."