The cannon fodder owner dressed as the King of the Merman [Transmigration Book]

The South China Sea is one of the Four Great Seas of the Three Realms, the territory of the Merman Race.In the distant memory of Shenfuqiao, it should be a piece of blue waves and green waves, where the water and the sky meet, there will be a beautiful glow, there are no crowds and sundries, and gulls and birds are flying across the clouds, surrounded by Dangerous silence.

And a little fish sitting alone on the shore blowing bubbles.

But the scene in front of me was very different from what I remembered.

Jiuchongtian didn't alternate day and night with four seasons. When he arrived at the South China Sea, he realized that it was midnight in the mortal world.At this time, the blood moon was in the sky, and the bloody cold glow sprinkled the boundless and dead sea. The original blue waves were soaked in black mist for some reason, and the situation on the bottom of the sea was unclear.

Shen Fuqiao frowned, and slowly walked into the South China Sea enchantment. Because of the blood-colored inverse scales on his spiritual appearance, not only was he not hindered in the slightest, even the original intention of the formation was not disturbed.

The shark soldiers at the entrance of the enchantment knelt down half-kneeling, and greeted the floating bridge with the Queen's courtesy.The merman tribe doesn't recognize faces, they are only absolutely loyal to the blood lineage and curse marks. What they kneel is the merman king's consort pattern. As for the appearance and intentions of the comers, they are not within the scope of their duties.

Shen Fuqiao raised his finger, and the divine power of Qinglian supported them to straighten up. The surrounding sea water suddenly became clear, several lotus flowers bloomed, and the lotus heart turned into a blue shadow and sank into the right chest of the shark pawn. In an instant, they The shark scales on his body darkened a color.

"This……"

"Thank you Queen!"

Shen Fuqiao pondered for a moment the meaning behind the words, but smiled and said nothing.

Thinking of reuniting with Ning Yu earlier, he didn't stay at the entrance for long, and after a while, he nodded at the guard and walked away.

The South China Sea is very cold, and the deeper you go, the more you can feel the deep and dead air permeating from the original heart of the formation.On the side of the road, there are often white bones half-covered and under the reef, and rotten corpses are piled up all over the ground. There are large and small shark caves scattered in the surrounding sea and rock walls, and the caves are full of poisonous miasma.

He had read a part of Ning Yu's life spectrum, but even after undergoing inhuman torture, there had never been such a bad change in the South China Sea when he was crowned king.

Why is it that after being reborn, he was well raised by him, but the resentment in his heart is even worse than in the previous life, and he ruined his territory like this?

The floating bridge was transformed into a god in the lotus pond, and the body was tempered by the rain. He cultivated the most pure and pure way. He hated the dirty and filthy most in his life. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but frowned deeply, and his eyes passed through the confusion. Miasma and poisonous mist locked in the dark and cold Shaman King Palace.

Could it be that Ning Yue encountered some disaster after his death?

So much can happen in 300 years.

He came in such a hurry that he even forgot to go to the Xingpan Pavilion to check Ning Yue's life tree.Whether Ning Yu is doing well these years, whether he is married and has children, what is going on...he doesn't know.

But in the immediate view, the situation will not be too optimistic.

Shen Fuqiao was walking towards the palace, while thinking like water.

It is said to be the palace of the king, but it is actually a towering deep black stone cave. On both sides of each step, there are piles of blood-stained traitor backbones that have been picked off by life.

He was a little disgusted, but when he thought of Ning Yu living in such a place, a strange yet familiar emotion gushed out of his chest.That was the so-called distressed feeling that he often experienced during the calamity period.

In the end, he suppressed the discomfort and climbed up unhurriedly, with lotus growing every step of the way, the azure lotus pattern faintly appeared wherever he passed, the holy golden brilliance purified all the filth, and the majestic palace half revealed its original solemnity face.

Shen Fuqiao raised his hand to dispel the restriction at the door, and with the blessing of the spell mark, he quickly and quietly entered the gate of the king's palace.

He didn't have a habit of trespassing on other people's houses, but Ning Yue was not someone else, he was considered a wife, and now it was late at night, he had probably gone to bed, and knocking on the door would only increase the disturbance.

He thought very simply, watched Ning Yu sleep here all night, and when he opened his eyes the next day, he asked him if he still wanted to follow him.

If they are willing, they will go back to Yulin Mountain together, if not, then he will tie him back to Yulin Mountain.

Even ghosts can't stay here.

At that time, some of the green lotuses in the Shenchi can be introduced to the South China Sea. The spiritual veins here are almost exhausted, and it seems that the original intention of the formation will not last long.

Shen Fuqiao didn't know what Ning Yue had been doing all these years.

It's no big deal to make the whole South China Sea so smoky, if something else is irreversible...

Before Shen Fuqiao could think deeply, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

Not far away, the dim shark candle shed tears silently, the blood-red light and shadow stretched its teeth and claws on the jagged stone wall, and there was nothing in the huge palace except the cold throne.

Sitting lazily on the throne was a lonely figure, with dark red algae-like long hair spread all over his body, and a dark blue shark's tail hanging down from the seat.There were many scars on his body that he refused to remove, the one on the right chest was particularly ferocious, which looked shocking on the cold and white body.

It was his long-lost lover.

It seems too strange already.

Ning Yu seemed to be aware of the movement, and his blue eyes turned occasionally, looking at Shen Fuqiao from a distance of not too far away.The tails of his slightly raised eyes fell down, and there were two deep creases between his brows. He looked extraordinarily cold, but it made Shen Fuqiao feel sad for no reason.

"You came."

Not surprisingly.

Shen Fuqiao intuitively felt that his tone was a little weird, but he couldn't tell where the blame was.His eyes were empty, forcibly stained with specious joy, but the joy could not be realized, like water dissolving in the bottom of the sea, silently.

"Aning."

That's how it should be called.

"I'll take you home."

Ning Yu pulled the corners of his lips, and the long blood sea vines stretched out behind themselves, and all the spikes attached to the surface were put away, gently supporting the floating bridge, and put the vines under the throne.

He propped his head up, stared down at the floating bridge in front of him with fixed eyebrows, his gaze passed over his empty neck and his gentle eyebrows and eyes, and he gently sniffed the different fragrance of lotus seeds on his body.

"Okay." He smiled lightly, but his tone was still cold, "Then let me sleep with you today."

"It won't be long, just a few hours."

Shen Fuqiao listened to him, and for some reason always felt depressed.Ning Yu didn't seem surprised, and didn't care much about his going or staying. Instead, he took a detached and indifferent attitude, as if he was treating a dispensable tool that can be used and discarded at will.

Has 300 years consumed his love?

Or is it true that love in the world is like this, like duckweed with broken stalks, precarious?

Shen Fuqiao was silent, and Ning Yu just stared at him quietly.His thin lips were tightly pursed, his ear fins were sharp, and there was faintly flickering cold light, and his body had an aura of calm and self-importance, I don't know how it was cultivated.

Obviously at first it was just a naive and ignorant little fish. When it was wronged, it hid behind the reefs on the coast and cried, and didn't even know how to put its tail back.

"Don't you want to go home?"

Shen Fuqiao sighed, took two steps forward, bent slightly, and gently touched Ning Yu's ear fins.

Ning Yu let him offend him, but his eyes didn't narrow as comfortably as before, but floated into the void.He avoided answering the question about the floating bridge, and only said coldly: "I want to sleep."

Shen Fuqiao caressed the blue shadows in his eyes, but he was defeated in a split second.There was another pain in his heart that made him at a loss what to do, but the source came from the merman who looked too tired in front of him.

"Sleep. Where is your bedroom, I will carry you to sleep."

"There's no need to waste time." Ning Yu put his wrist on his wrist, and was startled suddenly, as if being stung by something, his fingertips curled up slightly.

He looked up into the deep black pupils of Shenfuqiao, a huge sea fog was hidden in the empty eyes, confusion, despair, pleading, sadness... Complicated pain was caged together, suppressed in the unknown deep place.

It was fragility and intense pain that went against his cold and indifferent face.

"Holding you to sleep, why waste it?" Shen Fuqiao's voice suddenly became a little hoarse, he wanted to hug Ning Yu inexplicably, and in fact he did so.

Ning Yu's body was very stiff, as if he was forcing himself to respond slowly to him. The sharp nails covered his back, not daring to hug him too tightly, as if he was being burned by his warm embrace, or like I'm afraid that if I push too hard, the people in front of me will be broken like before.

"Aning..."

He hugged him so carefully that Shen Fuqiao didn't dare to think deeply about how he has lived these years, and felt that this is not the time to ask these questions, so he stopped talking, patted his shoulder blades, and pressed him on the bed. In his arms, he used Qinglian's divine power to soothe his overly tense nerves and body.

"Sleep, I won't go, I'll stay here with you."

They hugged like this, the shadows of candles swaying in the dark palace, the tide roaring outside the palace, and the night monster singing softly, but Ning Yue's body was never warm or soft.

I don't know how long it took before the weak breathing in the ear gradually stabilized, Shen Fuqiao felt something filling his chest with his head gently resting on the side of his neck, sweetness spread from the bottom of his heart, and it seemed to be sour.

Ning Yu has changed a lot.

Shen Fuqiao frowned and thought, stretched out his hands to brush his loose long hair, and slowly hugged him up after he fell asleep.Because of the power of hypnosis, Ning Yu seemed undefended against him, his cold sleeping face was pressed against his arms, Ru Dai's eyebrows were deeply frowned, and his crow's eyelashes fluttered in his eye sockets, looking inexplicably sad.

Above the long-haired chest, the white jade safety buckle quietly fell on his beautiful collarbone, showing a gentleness and purity that was incompatible with his scarred body.

Shen Fuqiao couldn't remember how he got the bloody scar outside his scales.What kind of a tragic fight would it be to get hurt here, how much pain would Ning Yue have, and who was there to take care of her...

He carried Ning Yu off the throne, and Qinglian's divine power swept across the desolate and lonely palace like a tide, and the ubiquitous feeling of suffocation subsided.He found a side hall and walked in to find that it was Ning Yu's bedroom.

The author has something to say: Shen Fuqiao: spying on his wife's boudoir.

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