The Rise of the Mermaid Song God

Chapter 84

Weir continued to shuttle back and forth in the woods of Nantes Island in a one-piece suit, completely unaware that the audience at this moment was looking at his beautiful body lines, and most of them were bleeding from the nose...

"Wow, his legs are so long, the proportions are so frighteningly good, the tights are really sacred!!" "His face is so small, it's probably half the size of my palm, so the proportions are particularly good, with ten heads and a body Yes, I'm so envious!!" "Unexpectedly, Prince Wen and Prince usually look very thin, but when he wears tights, he is actually quite well-defined, and he looks just right, very delicious!!" "Don't you He looks very thin, but he actually feels quite fleshy, I knew it after I shook hands with him, he has a small frame, plump but not fleshy, thin and not revealing, he really is a real beauty!!" Most of the people talking about it were women, and the chatter was so lively. Although the men silently praised it in their hearts, they remained calm on the surface.

The host over there didn't mind people treating him like a pervert at all, he probably knew that he didn't have a public image, so he usually looked at the screen and said, "Well, as expected, real beauties have to wear one-piece bodysuits Verify, our Highness Wei deserves it!!" After the audience laughed at him, the host who didn't care at all continued to speak, "This is the current score ranking. Our mermaid prince is still leading the way. It seems that he is beautiful and Strength coexists, all suitors have to work harder!!"

Afterwards, we will not care about the topic of changing morals on the spot. Let's take a look at the situation on Weir's side.

It is said that after Weier successfully snatched the signboard of Hongmao and his good friend who fell in love with each other, he continued to walk eastward, mainly to survey the terrain, and occasionally pick up some dry wood and some fruits.Although there is a map reference provided by Shirley, some things still have to be seen by yourself.He walked all the way, picking up as he walked, and the materials he collected could be held firmly with only his hands. Later, because the harvest was too much, Weier had to stop and collected a lot of flexible materials first. Quite good plants are woven into a big basket, and then all the collected materials can be brought - there is no way, Abel is a strong sentinel, and his ability and appetite are equally astonishing. Will can't do it without working hard.

In more than an hour of weaving this basket, within a radius of one mile, with Weier's sensitive hearing, he heard a total of three duels to determine the destination of the brand. The way of playing is still very magnanimous, mainly duels are straightforward, so Will finally understands why everyone doesn't just hide all the signs.

However, although Weier is usually very honest, he is still very serious and devoted when playing games. Seeing that he is ashamed to play hide-and-seek with a group of children with genetic diseases, he will know without letting go.Therefore, when others were struggling to duel for the brand, Weir gave full play to the advantage of the mantis catching cicadas and sparrows behind, and at the moment when others traded the brand, he took away the precious brand.

The most shameful thing is that he actually thought of using his ability to make the sound of someone fleeing from the south, and then he quietly hid in a high tree, silently watching the distraught two people listening The figure behind the voice is so cunning!

After Weier put away his tenth token contentedly, he waved his hand at the figure of the dueling duo, then carried the basket he wove intermittently and the contents inside, and walked leisurely to the side of the river to clean it. .

Weir, who was squatting on the shore to wash fruit, hummed happily. At first, he still missed Raymond a little, especially now that he knew he was nearby, but the feeling of not being able to deliberately meet him was too bad.Fortunately, there were all kinds of contestants rushing forward and back to let him relax and exercise his skills. It is the best way to improve his mood.I just don't know what will happen to the expressions of those poor people who have been robbed of the fruits of victory after they know that they are just entertainment for others to improve their mood.

Weier was enjoying himself washing the fruits one by one, but he didn't expect that the danger was approaching him step by step.Behind him, a figure was carefully approaching him step by step, and when he was barely aware of it, he stretched out a sinister foot, trying to kick him into the river.

I saw the man showing a ferocious smile behind his back. The moment he stretched out his foot towards Weir, who seemed to be unconscious, he had already thought about how to hold this mindless idiot in the water later, It was useless to let him struggle desperately. In the end, he could only sink silently in the small river...

The moment the man's feet exerted strength, Weir, who was still washing things, suddenly seemed to have eyes on his back, and effortlessly avoided the man's feet, and just turned sideways to let the malicious man The person didn't stop for a while because of too much force, and fell into the water completely, turning into a drowned chicken.

Weier watched the young man with purple-gray hair climb up from the river angrily, and yelled desperately at the embarrassed man who was tilting his head curiously to see his wet body: "How dare you avoid it? ! How can you escape?!"

The way Weier looked at him did not change, and he calmly took a bite of the clean fruit in his hand: "Those who steal people will always be stolen, I have the consciousness of being attacked at any time, but you obviously don't have the ability to sneak attack me, Try harder next time!"

Hearing what he said, Tai Lun was so angry that his nose turned crooked, and his wet hair was about to explode immediately: "Who played games with you! I just thought you didn't like it, so I came to clean you up!"

Weier frowned and asked inexplicably, "How did I offend you?"

"You don't need to know this," Tai Lun said noblely and coldly. Although he was a second-year student, he still knew a little bit of propriety. The two or three things about my cousin, I guarantee that I can't hide this matter, which is tantamount to helping them indirectly. "Anyway, you know you need to know, I just don't like you."

Weier looked at this patiently, and at a glance, he knew that he was a self-centered brat and continued to ask: "Then what don't you like about me?"

Tai Lun sneered: "I hate your self-righteousness, your Madonna disease, and your waywardness. Anyway, I hate it everywhere." With a unique evil spirit: "By the way, why didn't you die on the battlefield? You are such an idiot and brain-dead virgin, what advantages do you have besides looking better? Why don't you just slice yourself into pieces if you like self-sacrifice so much? Already?" These words full of malice are completely unbelievable that a child can say them.

In fact, Tai Lun, a brat, never said anything about it, but he still admired Raymond as the emperor. After accidentally knowing that Raymond had a date, he tried every means to get Weier's information.It's a pity that Weier couldn't satisfy him at all, and Tyron couldn't believe that His Majesty, the perfect brother in his heart, actually chose such a second- and third-rate little singer who has nothing but good looks! !This shameless idiot must have seduced him! !

In Tai Lun's mind, there is no one in this world who can be worthy of his brother, His Majesty, but the one who can become Lei Meng's target must be someone with a superior IQ, all kinds of cool, handsome and domineering , How could a villainous and domineering big shot be a second-rate or third-rate singer like an idiot Madonna?This is simply unscientific!

Of course Tyron knows that there are cameras everywhere, but this is the only place where he can get in touch with this damned little singer. God knows what kind of magic this idiot named Weier cast on his wise and mighty brother Raymond. Jean dispatched so many sentries to protect himself, so Tyron couldn't find a chance to kill this Weir.

Anyway, he is confident that he can kill this little singer named Weir before others, especially his brother, arrive.It doesn't matter if you leave evidence, anyway, when the time comes, people can't be resurrected, so can his brother kill himself for an outsider?He was one of the few relatives of Raymond!

Tyronn's words made the original relaxed and comfortable expression on Weier's face disappear, and he put on a serious expression: "Well, people should respect and tolerate each other, you can see it as No way." He looked intently into Tyronn's gray eyes, "Look, I didn't say I'd beat you to the point where you couldn't take care of yourself? There are so many people in this world, you can't one by one Do you want to clean up all the unpleasant things?"

In fact, Weier was explaining very seriously, but it sounded like Taylor was provoking himself recklessly. He lowered his head and fell silent.Tyronn's face was covered by his own bangs, hiding in a shadow so that Weir couldn't see his expression clearly. He only felt that the child used a little power, and in an instant, he was still dripping with water. Hair dries up and returns to its original softness.

Then Tyron looked at Will with a cold gaze. Under the sun, the color of his light gray eyes turned into a kind of cold metal. He clenched his fists and moved towards Will step by step. Approaching: "Tolerance between people is the survival rule of the weak like you. But for me, the law of the jungle is the first principle. Let me use my body to educate you, my survival rule Bar!"