Chapter 48 Sea's Daughter, the Beginning of Chaos

"The little mermaid lifted the purple curtain on the tent and saw the beautiful bride sleeping with her head resting in the prince's arms." Zhen Ni grasped Mora's hand tightly, and Mora clearly felt that the girl's short nails were deep in her palm.

"She bent down and kissed the prince's beautiful eyebrows, so he stared at the sky - the morning glow gradually became brighter. She glanced at the sharp knife and then turned her eyes to the prince; he was muttering his bride's name in his dream. She is the only one in his mind. The knife trembled in the hand of the little mermaid.

Mora saw that the felt covering the girl was also shaking gently, and tears gathered in the girl's eyes drop by drop. Under the dim candlelight, it was a different kind of sad heartbreak.

When telling this story to Zhen Ni, Mora suddenly understood the mood of the old prophet when telling a story for himself as a child - the love in the world is always like this, making the deepest soul laugh and cry, cry happily, happy and sad.

Such joys and sorrows and thrilling are unbearable tears in the world. No wonder the Canaan code does not restrict the marriage of priests and prophets, but most of them are single. Such a heavy feeling must be settled with a lifetime of thoughts. However, for the sake of your faith, it is also a lifetime, and even in the next life, you have to devote yourself to your own efforts. How dare you let love divide your heart?

Zhen Ni's nails almost cut the skin of Mora's hand, as if she was the mermaid princess standing in front of the prince she loved with a knife with her lifelong expectation and fantasy. Her favorite prince was sleeping happily with another woman in her arms.

"But at this time, she threw the knife into the waves far away. Where the knife sank, the spray emitted a red light, as if many blood drops splashed out of the water. She once again cast her confused eyes on the prince, and then she jumped from the boat to the sea. She felt that her body was melting into foam.

Tears left from the girl's face, beautiful, but there was a beautiful smile on the corners of her mouth, just like the mermaid princess who turned into a bubble full of happiness.

Moura looked at Zhen Ni, with a strange brilliance in his eyes, and Zhen Ni also looked at him through the shadow of tears.

"Why is this so? Why is there such sadness? Why do you let me know such a story?" The girl muttered and cried.

Moura looked into the girl's eyes without any other look, but extremely calm,

Because this is love. The story needs to be interpreted with a lifetime of love, hatred and tears. I hope you can think about her meaning, instead of betting all the happiness of your life for a little impulse and heartbeat. There will be no second love in life.

Mora pulled back her hand, and this time the girl did not stop her. Mora did not check the finger marks on her hand. She pinched the felt for the girl, bent down and gently pressed on the girl's body, looking at her still tearful eyes.

"Is the story over?" The girl asked.

"I'll tell you when you think about it." Mora blew out the candlelight, took a bed of felt and spread it on the ground. "Good night, Zhen Ni."

"Good night, Mora, your story is not pleasant at all."

It's dawn, and the sun is still shining, but experienced seamen have seen the shadow of the storm from this strangely bright light.

The mages collectively predicted again and came to the conclusion that it was better to start immediately, otherwise they were likely to encounter catastrophic tsunamis in some places in the sea.

I've been busy all day and night, but there are still many things that haven't been completed. Many businessmen who went back to deal with family affairs have not come back until now. Some sent people to pray for the departure of the boat later, some said they would not leave, and some had no news. And some people don't know why they are dragging down and rushing this way, but the congestion on the road and the malice of some people can't come back here.

Zhen Ni got up and went out silently when the sky was hazy. It seemed that Mora's story hit her hard. It's just that Mora couldn't figure out why she deliberately walked around and deliberately stepped on her foot in the place where she slept.

Mora, who couldn't figure it out, didn't think about it anymore. It was uncomfortable to sleep on the floor, and there were busy shouting all night, so as soon as Zhen Ni left, Mora immediately went to bed. The girl left in a hurry, and the felt was not cleaned up. Mora went straight in. There seemed to be a woman's fragrance in the felt, but these things did not affect Mora's sleep at all. It was not until dawn that Mora came out lazily when someone had delivered food.

The ship has sounded the horn of departure, spreading all over the town. The people who have arrived on the ship are fine, and some of them are crowded in the port to squeeze into the ship, and some people's goods are still waiting to be carried on the ship, but there is still time. Some of the unsented merchants made trouble, and some merchants rushed to the ship desperately with people. As a result, there was a fight when boarding the ship, and many people fell into the sea and shouted for help.

The chaotic port and the chaotic town form such a scene as if the end of the world is coming.

Mora did not go out, but sitting in the cabin, he could clearly feel the chaotic atmosphere through several floors of the cabin. When people's hearts are moved and their thoughts are noisy but consistent, countless "virtual spirits" are born - the "virtual spirits" generated by the combination of these people's ideas will soon disappear, but if they can be constantly supplemented by people's ideas and suddenly get some mysterious power, they will become real spirits.

Although there are many spirits, (maybe more than the number of people?!) But most spirits are not powerful, and human warriors can destroy them, but spirits have an advantage unmatched by human beings, that is, they are almost immortal.

A newly born spirit, as long as he is not too greedy to become a god, can find a place to stay for thousands of years and automatically grow into the weakest god - that is equivalent to the existence of a senior and capable warrior among human beings.

When the port is chaotic, coupled with the chaos in the past few days in the town and the confusion of people's hearts, a lot of chaotic and evil "virtual spirits" have been born. After the unconscious strengthening of the thoughts of so many people, especially many fallen warriors, they have become a real spirit!

However, the IQ of these spirits is still extremely underground, with only instinctive chaotic evil behavior. Such spirits have been destroyed in the past and become the medals of those warriors or experimental materials for mages. But now the human city has been chaotic. These spirits live in the hearts of many warriors whose hearts have been blinded by dark desires, and few people have found them. Even if there are, who is still in the mood to care about these now?

Feel the increasingly powerful breath of the spirits belonging to the evil camp in the space, and Mora's mind is becoming more and more difficult to calm down. However, just as he was about to put on the prophet's suit to purify these chaotic spirits, he suddenly felt that the hull moved.

Let's go.

Many people who were still waiting to board the ship in the port became even more crazy as they saw that the ship had left. Several brains had been eroded by the lowest-level chaotic spirits and jumped up to jump on the ship.

"Puff! Po-tong! "Puff!"

The vortex when the ship left engulfed many people, but the port is so close to the coast. If someone rescues it, the madman who fell into the water must have hope to live.

Although the boat left, it was not completely calm. Several ships were first by merchants, but the goods were left on the shore for various reasons! Without the goods, what else is the business? There are also some merchants' goods that have not been fully brought up.

In addition to this annoying thing, several unsavvy warriors were invaded by those newly born chaotic spirits with no IQ. As a result, they suddenly made a mess on the ship and drew a knife to kill several people. Fortunately, there were several sailors who were also warriors nearby, caught these people and threw them into the sea fiercely.

I didn't expect these people to have a few friends. Although I saw these people go crazy, I didn't expect them to be thrown into the sea. At this time, those people were already crazy. Although there were boats nearby, no one would save such people who were eroded by the spirits of chaos. These people's friends couldn't bear to quarrel with the sailors. As a result, the already angry sailor immediately thought that these people were also attached to the spirit, and immediately wanted to fight again. At the last moment, a bigger stewart on the ship finally came out and reluctantly appeased the people.

Such scenes can't help but leave a deep shadow in everyone's hearts. Is this going to sea really the best choice?

Just as everyone was hesitant and worried, something happened. A young man who had just become a mage with insufficient cultivation was occupied by a slightly intelligent, chaotic evil and destructive spirit, and actually planned to burn down more than a dozen medium-sized cargo ships that followed the three large ships. Although the mage was found killed by a sailor in time, the mage still destroyed a cargo ship and made it sink into the sea.

This incident had a great impact on the ship, and some merchants' goods were on that cargo ship and suddenly became noisy.

But the biggest influence is still on the mage's side. These mages have always been superior, and someone will kill a noble mage. Although the mage is wrong first, in the eyes of these mages, the mage's life is much more valuable than the ship's cargo, so they also found the ship's steweur to ask to kill him. The sailor took revenge, and at this time he happened to meet the businessmen who came to make trouble.

As a result, the two sides almost fought. Those red-eyed merchants even had to fight with the mages. They would not dare at other times, but now, almost everyone's hearts are a little dark, and on the boat, the mages dare not cast big and powerful spells at all. Exhibition, and the goods that these merchants regard as their lives have been destroyed, and they have almost lost hope. That's not desperate.