My fish are all over the stars

Xiong Mengmeng quieted down, and the three fell into an inexplicably awkward atmosphere. Tang Yin was mainly because of the unbearable past of the Beastmaster, but the other people present did not know that the blood clan who ran away was him. Thinking of this, Tang Yin After calming down, he picked up the golden conch and put it next to his ear, and looked at the vast universe outside the window alone, without looking at Youan, who was still obsessed with him before.

To Tang Yin, although You An's blood smells delicious, the other party's position in his heart has always been a substitute for the mermaid singer.

In the past, the sea was difficult for water, and the top singer's song was playing in his ears. When Youan didn't bleed, Tang Yin didn't have much interest in Youan.

When he is interested in a person, no matter how bad the other person's attitude is, he is full of patience and enthusiasm.

If you lose interest in a person, the other person is no different from air.

But Euan is still somewhat different, maybe poisonous air?

A suspect who might have sealed him, if it wasn't for Juan's strong strength and sensitive identity, killing him without any evidence would incur crazy revenge from the mermaid tribe, Tang Yin would rather lock Juan in the castle as a blood bag, Save enough blood before killing.

The singing in the ear is lonely and deep at the beginning, full of pure and lonely beauty, like a god walking on the sea walking in the mist with a candle lamp.

Then the male voice, which is more suitable for singing hymns, gradually became lingering, sometimes soothing, sometimes rushing, like an unpredictable rain kissing the surface of the sea.

The rhythm is getting tighter and faster, and the strength of the male voice is strengthened layer by layer. At the climax, all tenderness factors are discarded, just like thunder splitting the night, violent wind and rain, majestic, solemn, and pathetic. Formed a fearless army to fight against the golden thunder.

The deep blue sea was stained red with blood, and the extremely high-pitched singing voice suddenly descended, soothing and silent like a gust of wind passing through all funerals, the corpses soothed by the singing voice bloomed continuous blood roses, decadent and rotten, low and hoarse .

The singing became deeper and softer, so soft that it seemed to disturb a dream. Tang Yin listened to it in a daze. This song was special to him. He was rarely moved by the song, but every time he heard it This song will feel trembling.

The voice from the conch became weaker and weaker, and finally returned to the original loneliness.

"The golden conch is a special product of the mermaid clan. Which mermaid gave it to you?" You'an looked at Tang Yin for a long time, and when he saw Tang Yin put down the conch, he finally couldn't help asking this question.

Lu Jue also looked at Tang Yin waiting for the answer.

He also wanted to know the identity of the mermaid singer.

During the time when Lu Jue was in contact with Tang Yin, he thought that this blood race seldom took some things to heart. Although he said he was chasing star Youan, he had no obsession with Youan's song, and occasionally he would think of it casually. Play it as background music and listen to it, never listened so intently like the golden conch.

name?

Tang Yin suspected that Youan had already guessed that the Music Appreciation Number was his vest, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why Youan was suddenly interested in the owner of the golden conch.

Tang Yin spent a little time recalling the mermaid's name in his memory. He remembered that it was more gorgeous. People in that era always liked to use pretentious and awkward names, such as King Cleckers.

"Pomeria." Tang Yin finally remembered the name.

Youan recited the name silently in his heart. He felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He was going to go back and look through the ancient books, and maybe he would find the story about this mermaid singer.

"Pomilia sounds like the name of the tidal age. It's like a combination of the tragic god Melpomini and the carol god Polyhyenia. I guess his music style is more inclined to the sacrificial style of divinity... "Youan talked eloquently through his own knowledge of the naming of the mermaid tribe. Tang Yin also became interested when he heard the words, nodded slightly, and occasionally expressed his own opinions.

Lu Jue sat between the two, unable to speak a word.

Youan glanced at Lu Jue triumphantly, and then crazily spread his wings in his field of expertise.

Lu Jue doesn't know this "Pomeria" at all, and he doesn't understand the mermaid's broken music style. To describe his inner world at the moment in terms of tea art, it should be——

I'm so angry, I envy them all who can sing, and I can't even recognize the staff, I only feel sorry for adults...

What should I do in this situation?

Do you want to expose the fact that you have no artistic accomplishment and watch You An show off his might?

Laugh to death, it's impossible.

Lu Jue has never been a character who just sits and waits to die. He sat upright on his seat, and asked with that upright face that was completely out of touch with green tea: "So this Pomelia's style is like this, how about it? Compared with His Royal Highness You An, which one is better?"

Euan: "..."

The answer to this question is very simple, it must be that he is more hip.

But it's one thing to know this kind of thing in your heart, but it's another thing to admit it in front of your rival.

Lu Jue has never heard any sound in the golden conch, but he is not blind, he can see clearly, Tang Yin prefers the music in the golden conch, so no matter which of the two mermaid singers sings better , Tang Yin already has a conclusion here.

In this case, it is easy to handle, such as leveraging strength, such as following the trend, such as yin and yang strange energy...

"I was the one to be abrupt. Thinking about His Highness Youan's reputation, this little-known Pomeria must be inferior to His Highness Youan." Lu Jue said slowly.

Euan: "..."

Shrimp pork heart.

Is this guy mocking him for his reputation? !

Youan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and pretended to be calm and indifferent, "Different music styles cannot be compared with each other..."

Before Youan finished speaking, Xiong Mengmeng, who had been eating bamboo shoots, finally couldn't hold back her mouth, and said loudly: "That must be our Highness Youan who is more powerful! What Pomelia? I haven't heard of it at all." ! How can you compare with our Highness Youan!!!”

Youan's expression froze, he turned his head stiffly, and met Xiong Mengmeng's eyes asking for credit.

Lu Jue stretched out his hand to cover the corners of his lips that could not be stretched upward.

"Mengmeng, you are a fan and a top ten black." Tang Yin unhappily justified the name of the mermaid singer: "Pomelia is the top singer in the tidal age and the high priest of the mermaid clan. With such a well-developed entertainment environment in the interstellar era, Pomilia is the top class in the universe, no worse than You An..."

At this time, Lu Jue had already done a good job of managing his expressions. He looked at Tang Yin solemnly, and kept echoing, "So that's it, that's it, it sounds really amazing..."

Tang Yin saw Lu Jue who was the only one who agreed with his point of view, and it was the first time he found that Lu Jue spoke so pleasantly, and he looked at You An, who had a distorted expression, and felt extremely disappointed.

Although Euan has a face that resembles Pomelia, he has neither Pomelia's talent nor Pomelia's humble attitude. He has such an ugly expression when he hears the truth, so is it necessary for him to be like a bear? Is Mengmeng flattering him like that?

Tang Yin turned his head, not wanting to look at You An again.

"My lord, why are you frowning? Is there something wrong with your body?" Lu Jue said considerately in front of You An: "I learned head massage from the housekeeper, why don't I help you massage now. "

Tang Yin really got a headache from anger, he consciously put his head on Lu Jue's lap, closed his eyes and said coldly: "Quick press."

The expression is very stinky, the tone is very stinky, but even with a stinky face, it is still so beautiful. From Lu Jue's perspective, the thick black hair spreads out, lining the face of Sleeping Beauty, like a vintage oil painting .

Lu Jue inserted his fingertips into his smooth black hair, and gently massaged Tang Yin's scalp.

Youan opened his mouth to explain, but Lu Jue made a silent movement first. His facial features were handsome and upright, and when he looked down at Tang Yin, he was calm and gentle, like an upright knight guarding his master's sleep, when he looked directly at Youan The high brow bone is impersonal, cold and sharp like a long sword.

Youan shut his mouth, he missed the best opportunity to explain, and it's just too much to say now.

Xiong Mengmeng didn't see the turbulent undercurrent between Youan and Lu Jue at all, he gnawed on the bamboo shoots and said with emotion: "My boyfriend is so considerate."

Euan: "..."

You An felt that Xiong Mengmeng must never be short of bamboo shoots when he grew up so big.

Tang Yin was thinking about Youan's motives while closing his eyes and resting his mind. The Music Appreciation account was his trumpet. If Youan was a mermaid who was eager to listen to criticism, then Youan knew that after the two vests communicated with each other, will have a good impression of him.

If You'an is narrow-minded and must take revenge, knowing that the Music Appreciation account who once sprayed him into nothing is the same person as the star chasing account who treats him like a dog, he will only become angry from embarrassment, and it is understandable to have a revenge mentality.

At first he thought that Euan was in the former situation, but now he was not sure.

Suspicion of You An in Tang Yin's heart skyrocketed, and Tang Yin held back his killing intent. The best time to kill You An was when You An went to be an interstellar mercenary and faked the illusion that You An was killed in a certain mission, not Now, act rashly when Euan is still a cosmic superstar with a very high exposure rate.

Thinking about it, Tang Yin fell asleep like this.

The blood race does not need to sleep every day, most of them sleep for ten days and a half months at a stretch, and then wake up for a year and a half.

But in the case of physical and mental exhaustion, short sleep can also be carried out.

Tang Yin had a short dream. In the dream, he drank the blood of one person after another whose faces were blurred. The blood of different people had different tastes, but the expressions of those people looking at him were similar.

They asked him, Tang Yin, are you heartless?

How could he have no heart?

Tang Yin's heart was happy when he drank the delicious fresh blood full of energy.

But when he didn't get new blood, his dead heart was as empty as if it had disappeared.

What is the longevity of the vampires for?

During these long and boring years, only when he was poured with blood could he briefly experience the feeling of being alive, not a walking dead.

"grown ups……"

"grown ups……"

It seemed that someone was calling him.

Tang Yin slowly opened his eyes, and met those blue eyes without haze. The golden hair was like bright sunlight, which made Tang Yin feel a little dazzling. He squinted his eyes and saw Lu Jue whispered: "My lord, the Mermaid has arrived."