Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Song Ci didn't know that after he left, two figures appeared.

The man was wrapped in a layer of ghostly green hell's will-o'-the-wisp.

The other party still had that indifferent and dignified look, and those golden eyes contained no emotion, like the snow that never melted on the Kunlun Mountains.

Fengzhou's eyes were stained with ruthlessness, "Qi, what did you do to me?!"

"I don't deserve to know."

The man waved his long sleeves lightly, his lips moved, and his voice was cold and thin.

That kind of look down on all sentient beings from above.

Fengzhou really wanted to tear this man's hypocrisy to pieces.

He set a restriction on Song Ci, it is impossible to find her, this guy must be playing tricks!

He was watching that the person over there had turned into a streak of light and disappeared in place, Fengzhou's eyes were fierce and crazy.

"It was you who didn't want her at the beginning, but now you are chasing her up with a shameless face, and you are the only God in Jiutian. Pray, do you think you are cheap?"

Insulting Shangshen wantonly, Fengzhou tasted thunder from heaven for the first time in history.

Fengzhou blocked it abruptly, and fell directly out of the deep abyss. He covered his chest with one hand, raised his hand, his finger was still dripping blood, and directly wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand: "Heaven is also protecting this guy, I didn't open my eyes."

……

The continuous small world shuttle made Song Ci a little tired, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened those beautiful amber eyes.

The sky was too clear, the sun was dazzling and a few clouds floated softly in the sky, it was rare for her to take a few more glances.

It's been a long time since I looked up at the sky like this.

The waves washed over the reefs on the shore, one after another, the froth washed by the white waves floated in the sun, and the salty sea water floated.

She is now on the beach very close to the sea, slowly getting up, gracefully like a nobleman who came out of an ancient palace.

She is the nobleman of the sea, the messenger of the sea.

It has a fish tail more than two meters long, and the scales starting from the waist gradually change from silver to dark blue of the caudal fin.The soft fin on the caudal side is light pink.The well-proportioned and tight muscles of the abdomen are wrapped in tiny transparent scales.

The auricles are made of cartilage and the fins are transparent ice blue, as thin as a cicada's wings, and emit a faint fluorescence under the sunlight with the breath.

When she looked up, there was a small ice-blue scale on the left side of her neck.

001 is addicted to Song Ci's beauty at this moment and cannot extricate himself.

She has no memory of the shore, only the sea, schools of colorful fish, and her thin lips parted gently: "Mission."

Hearing Song Ci's voice, 001 wiped his saliva with his little paws, and chanted about the missions of this world in a serious manner, but his little black eyes couldn't help turning to Song Ci: [Help the male lead seize power in the family, ensure his final success and Princess marriage. 】

Song Ci laughed, and leaned his back against the rocks on the coast, "How do I go ashore now?"

She is really not used to the fishtail, and she can't control it well now.

001 really wants to turn into a real body and hug Papa for a kuku kiss right now.

[Papa, when you become an adult, your fish tail will automatically transform into legs. By then, you will be learning mind control. It is absolutely no problem to practice going ashore a few more times. 】

The corners of Song Ci's lips twitched. Her eyesight was excellent, and she could see a yacht approaching from a distance.

Immediately dive close to the shore and dive under the sea.

She has never seen a second mermaid in her memory, she is the only one.

Song Ci thought about the image of the mermaid in his head, and forgot where he read a book that said mermaid flesh could live forever, so he couldn't help frowning.

The fish seemed to sense her displeasure, and swam around her. There was also a bold yellow-spotted high-finned surgeonfish, which spread its fins, and approached her cautiously to kiss her fingertips.

001 howled in her head, 【I want to kiss Papa too, I'm not happy anymore, a fish stole a kiss from Papa!Woooo...]

Song Ci looked at the rat boy whose head was rolling all over the floor, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his head was full of echoes from its crying, and with a movement of his fingers, he scared away a large number of swimming fish.

"Make trouble again, be careful I will pull you out and throw you into the sea."

001 didn't dare to say anything.

She was in the depths of the sea now, her tail was swimming, and on the way up he saw the shadow of the yacht on the sea going away.

001 yelled frantically in his mind: [Male lead, male lead, male lead! 】

Song Ci jumped out of the water immediately, and the water droplets brought out were reflected in the sunlight through the air, refracting colorful light spots.

Sitting outside the yacht, staring at the fish tank in front of him, staring at the man who had been writing observation records, he suddenly stopped writing, and slowly raised his head.

With deep eyebrows and thick black eyebrows, the pressure is the heaviest when he is not speaking. When he fully raises his head, he reveals that perfect and detailed face that even the heavens prefer.

His gaze was fixed on a spot of light, and he could clearly see that figure, whose ice-blue fins shimmered in the waves of the sea, beautiful like a legendary god.

Half of her body was floating on the water, the scales under the sun refracted and reflected light, exuding a golden halo, her seaweed-like hair lay obediently on her shoulders, and a few strokes were blown against her cheeks by the sea breeze.

Song Ci stared at the familiar figure, staying on the sea surface.

He suddenly noticed someone coming behind him, and immediately dived into the bottom of the sea.

Wei Silu heard footsteps, and the beautiful mermaid in the sea had disappeared in place.

"Mr. Wei, here is the biological survey record you want."

The man who spoke was about 21 or [-] years old, with black curly hair, shirt cuffs rolled up to the middle of the arms, revealing wheat-colored skin and pure black eyes.

Wei Silu didn't answer, and his thin lips parted lightly, giving a feeling of cold blood, "You startled a pearl away, Brutus Wilke."

Wilke was a little startled. This was the first time Mr. Wei called him by his full name. Knowing that he had violated his taboo, he apologized.