in love with the lord of all

Illusions are fake, Gu worms can control mirages to fabricate false illusions.

The poor, kind, and harmless Xu Juvenile is also a fake, he never fell in love with Bai Gui, and the subsequent tragic fate never happened.

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Our sovereign, is you.

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Xu Congzhang lied to you.

Teng Luo: "I have reminded you again and again that the ancestor of the witch god is best at deceiving mermaids."

The god at the bottom of the sea said: "You are the child I raised, and I will not deceive you."

Song Qing pursed his lips, he would not believe anyone except Xu Congzhang.

"Xu Congzhang, what's going on?" Song Qing asked, "Please don't hide anything, and tell me the whole truth."

Xu Congzhang looked down at him and Song Qing's fingers intertwined, and the warmth penetrated into his heart from his palms, which was the root of his lust and sinking.

"A mirage can not only fabricate false illusions, but also retain certain memories." The god at the bottom of the sea said: "Qingqing, you can find out the truth yourself."

Song Qing turned a deaf ear: "Xu Congzhang."

Xu Congzhang raised his right hand and touched the back of Song Qing's neck: "Qingqing, don't leave me." He lowered his posture and said in a low voice: "Don't forget me, try to like me, okay? Just a little bit is fine." .”

Song Qing felt that something was wrong, and just wanted to shake off Xu Congzhang, but his neck hurt, and then the darkness flooded in like a tide, submerging him, and fell into unconsciousness, unable to know the subsequent development.

Xu Congzhang hugged Song Qing who was lying limp in his arms, staring at him intently, with his right hand resting on his neck, his palm slowly and forcefully tightened.

As long as he puts more effort, in a few seconds, he can strangle Song Qing's neck, and this person will lie in his arms forever, and no one can take him away.

He would hide Song Qing in his lair, and they embraced each other, their bones fused together, and after tens of thousands of years, they fused into one body and became a hard fossil.Sea water, wind, and sand cannot destroy corruption, and no sophisticated instrument can separate their bones.

They will be together forever.

"Xu Congzhang." The god at the bottom of the sea warned him softly.

Xu Congzhang pulled up the corners of his lips, his smile gradually widened and distorted, but it was not as happy and cruel as before, but a little more unexplainably sad.

How could he kill Song Qing?

This is his treasure, more important than his heart, how could he hurt Song Qing?

No one can hurt Song Qing, including himself.

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Song Qing slept for a long time and woke up intermittently for a period of time. Whenever there was a huge turmoil in the outside world, he would wake up in a closed space.

The space is warm light yellow and filled with viscous liquid. He is soaked in the viscous liquid, immersed in a safe and comfortable atmosphere. The reason for waking up every time is the weather.

The temperature drops or rises sharply. At low temperatures, the surroundings are frozen into ice, and even the periphery of the space he is in is also frozen. Fortunately, the liquid has a constant temperature and will not freeze him to death.

Thinking so, Song Qing flicked her tail and took a sip of the viscous liquid.

The liquid tastes like milk, and a sip will keep hunger away.

He fell asleep after eating, and when he woke up, the temperature rose sharply, and Song Qing could feel many dead creatures around him.

The surface shakes, temperatures rise and fall dramatically, and species change back and forth.

evolution.

Earth, nature and species are all evolving.

Song Qing didn't really leave the confined space and go out, but he just knew that every time he woke up, it must be the time of species cleansing.

After waking up for the fourth time, Song Qing found that the liquid in the space had decreased by two-thirds, and the remaining liquid was not enough to sustain him until he regained his strength and left.

He will die, and may not be able to wait for the fifth cleansing of species.

Song Qing was aware of this, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't control himself. He still played with his tail after drinking enough, and fell asleep when he was tired, like a baby who didn't know anything.

The fifth cleansing of species is coming soon, and for Song Qing, it is just a sleep, but the outside world has passed tens of millions of years.

There was only a shallow layer of liquid in the space, and even the thin shark tail couldn't cover it when lying on his back.

Without the omnipotent liquid, Song Qing gradually felt anxious and suffocated, and death came to the top of her head, even the scales were dimmed.

He wanted to find a way out of the confined space, but couldn't control his body.

Song Qing's body was a merman cub, it was small, lying in the shallow liquid and rolling over and over again, humming in pain, holding the string of pearls thicker than fingers with its joint-like hand, holding it in the My heart said 'woo woo hum'.

The shark tail slapped vigorously at the beginning, but gradually lost strength, and fell limply in the liquid, dying, and had no strength to hum.

It's going to die.

Song Qing thought so, feeling melancholy and regretful.

Darkness struck, and Song Qing fell into a coma.

Song Qing thought the merman cub was dead, but when he opened his eyes again, the species was cleaned for the sixth time, and the liquid in the confined space turned into golden-red blood.

The merman cub drank a mouthful of golden-red blood, howled with joy, rolled around the narrow space quite actively, played around with its tail in its arms, and fell asleep clutching a string of pearls when it was tired.

The sleep time at this time is very short, only one or two months apart.

Song Qing was thoughtful, it seemed that the golden-red blood was more nourishing to the cubs than the original liquid.

But the golden-red blood can only maintain the activity of the merman cub, it can't help it leave the confined space.

Because the merman cub used to hold its head, hands and tail against the edge of the space, at first Song Qing didn't know what it wanted to do, but later he knew.

The merman cub wanted to go out, but he didn't have enough strength, and the confined space was too hard, so he couldn't get out with all his strength, instead he fell asleep from exhaustion.

Song Qing touched the edge of the confined space with the cub's hand, and suddenly became aware of the body of the confined space through the cub's actions.

——It's an eggshell!

Mermaids lay eggs, and the cubs are in unbroken eggs, so they cannot get out.

Song Qing was surprised, and unconsciously scratched the shark's tail to think. He is now a shark cub, but he can't control the cub's actions, which means that the soul and consciousness are attached to the cub.

The point of view is the point of view of the pup, and the activity is the activity of the pup.

So the question is, what is his relationship with the cub?

Song Qing could vaguely guess the answer, but felt that it was too outrageous and had more questions.

"The fluctuation of life."

! !

what sound?

Song Qing woke up with a start, her big eyes staring at the space above her head.

There was a voice up there, a man's voice, cold, low, without fluctuations in tone.

The cub put its face on it curiously, trying to see what it was, touched the eggshell with the palm of its hand, and pushed it up carefully, but there was no response, and it was a little unhappy.

There was a long period of silence outside, as if the sudden sound was an illusion.

However, the golden-red liquid in the eggshell increases, and what is drunk every day will recover the next day.

Song Qing couldn't figure out what the golden-red liquid was, and he didn't know why it suddenly appeared in the eggshell, but he guessed that it should be related to the observer who spoke before.

The years gradually passed in the carefree eating, drinking and sleeping activities. Both Song Qing and the cub sensed that the outside world was becoming more and more stable and exuberant vitality. The power of peace, joy and liveliness infected Song Qing and the cub. cub.

They grew slowly, until the voice that had appeared once again sounded like thunder, and exploded in their ears, shaking from the inside to the outside, from the body to the soul.

"Alive?"

The voice was still cold and deep, but Song Qing felt that he was interested in observing the intelligent life of the cub outside.

As expected, after another period of time, the surface of the eggshell was covered by a layer of faint blue light, which penetrated into the eggshell and made the eggshell transparent like a film, allowing Song Qing and the cubs inside the shell to breathe. It is easy to see the scene outside.

The farthest star point is darkness, the darkness spread by the thick ink, and when it reaches a certain boundary, it is soft and bright white.

It seems that the water and the sky meet, the huge sky is black, but the water surface is bright and clean with moonlight lights, like the sea country in fairy tales.

The cub happily patted the eggshell, and the movement attracted the observers, so a golden, huge oval-shaped object appeared in front of them.

The elliptical object was motionless, reflecting the small eggshell. This was the first time Song Qing saw the whole picture of the eggshell clearly, but he soon lost the mood to look at his own beauty.

Because he discovered that this huge, golden oval object with no impurities is an eye pupil.

——The pupils of the sea gods!