The only way

Chapter 564 Mermaid

The huge bubble quietly hangs three feet above the ground, the seemingly thin bubble is filled with still dark blue sea water, and in this dark blue, a figure is like a statue, with its head bowed like a statue.

The seaweed-like long hair floats wantonly in the water, the blue-purple fish tail sparkles in the water, the exposed skin is white and almost transparent, and the half-hanging face is deep and delicate.

Lingchu suppressed the urge to stand up subconsciously, the expression on his face tended to freeze for a moment, and the gentle aura in the past was almost unstable.

Merman, Qiyin.

That very mature and pure merman, the merman who...saved himself.

Shock and impulsiveness were just a natural reaction in an instant. A monk who was already in the Golden Core realm, Lingchu easily suppressed all emotions, and his thoughts were flying.

Merman Qiyin and Ayao, two people. The two sharks have always been inseparable. Qiyin is here, but what about the mature and innocent shark, Ayao?
Also, this is at the auction, there are a lot of golden elixir, and there are also many nascent souls, what should I do?
Dou Fu?Can't fight.

use force?Can't beat it.

Lingchu is very self-aware and knows how to do what she can.

"Is this a shark?"

In the Suian building, because of the appearance of the Merman Qiyin, it suddenly became lively.

"There are sharks in the world who live in water like fish, whose tail is like a human body. They are good at weaving dragon gauze. They don't invade water, and they don't melt when they meet fire. The god of confusion, its bones are like jade, it is not affected by cold and heat, its fat is like refining, it can be burned for ten thousand years, its flesh is like sesame, it can last for a hundred years."

Bo Shiyu circled the huge bubble water polo, with ten fingers, jumping on the water polo as if playing a piano, with a touch of bewitchment and emotion in his voice.

The mermaid clan has disappeared in the boundless sea for a long time. The lifespan of the mermaid clan is very long. The lifespan of an ordinary mermaid clan is several times that of a mortal.

Not only the lifespan, but also the appearance and singing voice of the mermaid race seem to be treasures bestowed by the heavens, and the tears become pearls, and the fabric becomes precious yarn.

As a result, the mermaids are not only coveted by mortals, but also by monks.

When the so-called mermaid cream can be burned for thousands of years, the legend that mermaid meat can be compared to Ganoderma lucidum, and mermaid bones can ward off cold and heat, will attract people all over the world to chase after it.

This is also the reason why the people of the Merman Race gradually became scarce, and it is also the reason why the Merman Race lived in seclusion.

Misfortunes depend on blessings, and blessings depend on misfortunes.

The mermaid race seems to be a race that is favored by the heavens, but it has been subjected to the greatest malice in the world. One drink, one peck, one positive and the other negative, who can say it well, this seemingly endless love, could it be that arsenic highly toxic.

Lingchu looked at Qiyin who bowed her head silently in the water polo. There seemed to be no waves in her eyes, but there was pity in her eyes.

Bo Shiyu tapped the water polo lightly with his fingers, and the dark blue sea water, which was originally still, was turbulent for a while, and the dark green seaweed-like long hair moved with the water. Opened a pair of blue and clean eyes.

Qiyin slowly woke up from the groggy darkness, and when she opened her eyes, she saw countless pairs of greedy and critical eyes, entwined around her like threads.

A piercing chill climbed up Qiyin's back, subconscious vigilance and vigilance filled his whole body, blue-purple scales stood up inconspicuously, fish tail stretched straight, seaweed-like long hair wrapped like a snake With seven tones.

His blue eyes glared furiously at all the surrounding eyes, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists by his side.

Lingchu looked at Qiyin's still blue eyes, and saw that those eyes were filled with innocence and curiosity in the past, but were all wrapped up in vigilance and indifference, feeling inexplicably sad for a moment.

In the eyes of other monks, Qiyin's appearance seemed to please them, and a burst of moderate laughter quietly sounded.

Lingchu's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he looked downstairs for an instant.

Some spiritually sensitive monks subconsciously shivered and turned their heads to look upstairs vigilantly, but they only saw one window after another, and no one could be seen.

Whether the auction will be delayed at all because of Lingchu's discomfort, or Qiyin's lack of cooperation, the cries of selling up and down upstairs and downstairs have never stopped.

Lingchu remained silent all the time, turned his head to look at the real Jingxin and the real Jingyan, his eyes slowly and firmly.

On the high platform, Qiyin already understood what she was in now, she never let go of her guarded attitude, and her stubborn expression didn't let up in the slightest, but Lingchu, from his pair of blue eyes, could see that Thick panic and fear.

It can be seen that Lingchu is not the only one.

"It's very boring, Bo's house." In the private room on the third floor, a woman in a blue dress as clear as water frowned, and looked down as if in disgust.

There is also a man in the room, holding an ancient fan, with a gentle demeanor. Hearing this, his brows and eyes are as deep as mountains, and his phoenix eyes are calm. He smiled softly, "The saint of Wuge has a compassionate heart."

The woman in the blue dress raised her eyebrows, and turned her eyes to look at the woman in white on the other side.

The woman in the white dress had bright eyebrows and a cold expression. She didn't seem to hear the woman in the blue dress, nor did she see the woman in the blue dress. She suddenly said lightly, "A thousand spirit stones."

The voice was calm and the tone was natural, as if it wasn't her who just spoke.

But the woman in the blue dress staggered, and the pastry she just picked up in her hand instantly shattered into powder.

A thousand spirit stones not only suppressed the woman in the blue skirt, but also suppressed all the monks in the Suian Building. The monks who were scattered on the first floor could only look up, but the monks on the second and third floors felt like a mermaid. That's all, it's not worth spending so much money.

In an instant, the five hundred high-grade spirit stones doubled, and all the monks fell silent.

"Where did you get so many spirit stones!" Wu Ge saint stared, and looked at the woman in white suspiciously. Could it be that she secretly asked the master to get the spirit stones when she didn't know? !

The Wuge saintess would never believe that the master would be eccentric.

The woman in white didn't move her eyes when she heard the words, but only slightly parted her lips, "I don't have money, but you do."

What I said was very righteous and confident. It was a matter of course. The saint of Wuge was taken aback when she heard it, and then nodded, "Of course, do you think I am you? The most important thing that this saint lacks is the spirit stone!"

After finishing speaking, Wuge Saintess was taken aback again, and said angrily, "No, I have money, but I have money, what does it have to do with you?"

Why do you spend my Lingshi!

"You and I are from Penglai," the woman in white said calmly, without moving, "We are still a master."

To lose face, to lose face together.

Wuge Saintess was anxious, her snow-white face flushed, she got up angrily, and sat down angrily, "It's okay to borrow money, but you have to pay it back!"

The woman in white glanced at the Wuge saint in surprise, "When did I say I wouldn't pay back the money?"

　Wuge Saintess: How angry!Whose family is this, hurry up and take it away, love whoever's family.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)