137 Declaration of war

When will you marry me...

Marry me...

Marry me...

The heartbeat of Yaoling was taken away by Xiao Fengchuan's serious eyes and charming voice. This time, Xiao Fengchuan did not make a mess, but forced her to give the answer with domineering eyes that almost melted the distant spirit.

"Who...who wants to marry you!" Yao Ling tried to turn his head away from Fengchuan's eyes. He finally said a rebuttal, but the hot crimson cheeks completely betrayed her.

Really, why do you suddenly say such a thing... It doesn't seem like a joke. But in such a place - in the elevator of the mackerel house, it is a little scribbled if it is a serious "proposal".

"Ha, who will marry you if I don't marry you? A fool like you who can kill people and get lost even if he goes out for a walk, who dares to want it except me..."

What is this? Is it useful to make delicious food? In the fairy and chivalrous world, when is the meal not poisoned? Isn't it convenient to make poisonous rice and poisonous vegetables directly? What's so embarrassing about walking and getting lost? When everyone wandered around the world, when didn't you find the forbidden place of treasure secrets in the way?

So being able to make poisonous meals and take a walk is not a disadvantage at all. In the fairy world, they are also indispensable skills! But now Yao Ling is not in the mood to discuss these with Xiao Fengchuan. The most important thing is - what's wrong with "getting off evil spirits"?

Although she doesn't dare to call it the national beauty, at least she is a beautiful girl who is loved by everyone, right? How did it become "to ward off evil" when it came to Xiao Fengchuan's mouth?

"Oh? What's wrong with you? Is your mouth so high? Is it because you are too excited?" Xiao Fengchuan loosened her hand holding Yao Ling's chin, and her index finger gently touched her delicate red lips with bad intentions.

Yao Ling's eyes narrowed slightly and opened his lips and teeth gently. Fengchuan instantly felt that his fingers and abdomen had touched something soft and wet, and his eyebrows were slightly stunned--

"Wow - Yaoling, you are loose, loose, bleeding, bleeding!"

Yao Ling opened her mouth and let go of Xiao Fengchuan's fingers, and the salty ** flowed down the tip of her tongue into her throat. Only then did she know that she had bitten hard. Xiao Fengchuan grinned and shook his index finger, and the blood-red tooth marks on the first knuckle really scared him:

"Look at remote dementia! If you bite so deep, you will leave a scar! Won't there be a shadow in your heart when you eat the food made with scarred hands in the future?

At this moment, the elevator landed steadily, and the hanging basket door opened automatically. Yao Ling pushed away Xiao Fengchuan's fingers swaying in front of her and swaggered out:

"Shut up! All you have in mind is food. You can get married with food!"

Yao Ling slammed the door and went away. Xiao Fengchuan was pitiful and was thrown behind by her, covering his bloody fingers and crying and laughing. The person who is full of food is obviously her, okay...

Why do you end up with quarreling and violence every time you are sweet with him?

Yao Ling walked forward dejectedly. It would be better for Xiao Fengchuan not to chase her, so that she could get lost alone. Perhaps only when she unconsciously walks to a completely strange place can her angry heart slowly calm down.

The silvery fish swam in front of the distant spirit. When I first came to Sifan Dongtian, I felt very fresh when I saw these. I couldn't help chasing them. When they swam high and far away, I stopped chasing and watched these fishes who would not say hello. Seeing them now is like a flock of birds flying over the sky overhead, and they don't bother to look up.

It seems that there are some things. If you have it, you won't feel anything. In a blink of an eye, he has lived in Sifan Dongtian for nearly half a month. Yaoling is not as excited as when he first came. The idea of living here forever has quietly disappeared.

On the contrary... I miss Yangzhou City very much and want to go back and have a look. I miss my small room in Wufu, the garden full of the moon, and the bustling Lotus Street... Sure enough, the ordinary secular life is the most suitable for me. Like a mackerel, he always stays at the bottom of the sea, can't feel the warm sunshine, can't breathe fresh air, and it's a lot less fun.

Anyway, you have to leave at the end of the Silver Umbrella Ball. If you have another carnival, you can go home happily. Yao Ling thought about it, and soon left Xiao Fengchuan, who still had a burning pain in his finger wound. Unconsciously, she walked to the golden snail shell tower in the central square of Sifan Cave. The fluffy and lovely orange-gold petal skirt in front of him made Yao Ling frown with great displeenment.

Hua Shenshen... Did she also come to see the Silver Umbrella Ball?

I wanted to pretend not to see it and walked away from her. Yao Ling's footsteps were disobedient and stopped behind Hua Shenshen, waiting for her to turn around, lifted her hair, and said in a usual disdainful tone, "Is it you?"

Listen to her tone, as if she has been waiting for people here. Wait for others. That's right. She looked left and right just now, as if she was indeed waiting for someone.

Who are you waiting for? At this time, in the square, sharks, crabs, seahorses and octopus were busy hanging colored lights, setting up the stage, ping-pong and hitting nails. The noisy sound of carrying objects made Yaoling unable to calm down and think.

It shouldn't be...

Yaoling held his cheek and meditated. At this time, a turtle carried a box on his back and slowly crawled through the deep middle of Yaoling and flowers.

"Hey! Your Majesty, you are not waiting for Xiao Fengchuan here, are you?" A flash of light flashed in Yaoling's mind, and he took a deep step closer to the flower. He kicked over the thing on the back of the turtle and firmly stepped on its turtle shell.

Hua held her shoulder deeply and calmly, and glanced down at the innocent sea turtle under her feet. She casually pointed to the shell tower behind her: "Would you like to go in and have a drink?"

Huh? Go in for a drink? Why did you invite her? She is guilty of being a thief - impossible. Even if she is a thief, she will not feel guilty. Could it be that the person she is waiting for here is Yaoling - it is impossible. Even Yaoling himself does not know that he will come to this place...

I don't understand why. However, since they have invited generously, Yao Ling can't seem too petite. Just drink it, I'm afraid she won't do it!

"Oh." Yao Ling took his foot off the stiff turtle's back, picked up the box that she kicked to the ground and put it back on the turtle's back. She looked up and saw that Hua Shen had already walked into the shell tower by herself.

The invitation just now is not an illusion, is it? I don't even know how to wait for someone.

She went into the tower and looked for her all the way, but Hua Shen was waiting for her in the VIP seat on the top of the tower. This snail shell tower is actually a huge conch diagonally inserted into the sand. There are five floors exposed to the ground. One to four floors sell groceries, cloth and ready-to-wear, while the fifth floor is a pub. There are also all kinds of pubs on the two underground floors, but if you want to eat delicious food, drink wine and see the scenery, the top floor is naturally the best.

"I want... shrimp balls, crab sticks, abalone, squid shredded grilled fish fillet--"

Yao Ling just raised her chopsticks and reported a few dishes she wanted to order. Her mouth had been deeply covered by the flower. Is she here to eat or to kill people? Did you forget that you are at the bottom of the sea?

Hua was so sorry that he smiled at the squid Xiaoer. Fortunately, he was not angry. If he moved his liver fire and sprayed ink on his face, let's see if she dare to be such an idiot in the future: "Please, a pot of good nest wine, and then give this brain-damaged man a plate of cold walnuts, don't put walnuts..."

For a while, the sound is loud, and the wine is on the table. Hua Shen poured herself and drank one cup after another.

This look like drinking to relieve sorrow... It's like having something to say.

Yao Ling was just so serious that she watched Hua drink deeply. She couldn't get drunk by herself. Her foreboding was very strong - Hua Shenshen would say something unusual next.

The flowers are placed deep in the glass. There was no drunkenness in her eyes, and the peach blossom red on her cheeks because of the wine entering her throat made her more and more popular. Of course, Yaoling didn't know that Hua Shenshen and Fengchuan also sat face to face and drank like this. She couldn't imagine how Fengchuan would feel when she saw such a flower deep in front of him.

"I..." After a few glasses of wine, Hua Shen seemed to know that Yao Ling had enough psychological preparation. Sure enough, even the opening remarks were omitted. "I like someone."

Huh? You like the last person and tell me what to do... The idea in Yaoling's mind is a little stupid and handsome. She couldn't help touching the glass but trembling. The tip of the tongue touches the feeling of cold wine, but it is sour. Bitter.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Yao Ling still replaced the sentence "Who is he" that should have been said first with this sentence.

"There are some things that it's okay to tell you." The flower smiled deeply, and a large fish shadow swept through the top of the transparent crystal tower and the banquet where the two were sitting together.

"When I was very young, my parents passed away. He was killed by an enemy. Hua Shen's tone was as calm as telling other people's stories. "In order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, the wet nurse took me out of my hometown and went thousands of miles to the demon world, entrusting my parents' best friend, that is, the demon lord, to take care of me. She is old and has been running around all the way and has become a disease. After less than half a year, she passed away. Since then, Lord Demon has been my father and my only relative in the world.

So that's how it is. Hua Shenshen is really not the demon's own daughter but a righteous daughter. The person who was pry into the memory by the illusionist Qixi three years ago, that is, Hua Shenshen. That's why Hua Shen is a killer of Qixi Festival...

However, why does this flower deeply admit these sad past events to Yaoling? What does this have to do with her fall in love with someone?

Yao Ling quietly waited for Hua to say deeply. In fact, she really hoped that these things were made up by Hua Shen. In order to distract Yao Ling's attention, she attacked her when she was swaying in the clouds. But... some feelings can't deceive people after all. Through the deep and dust-free eyes of the flowers, the distant spirit seems to be able to see the sadness buried in her heart. Even after many years, those wounds are still faintly painful and cannot be forgotten...

No matter what she wants to say next, Yao Ling is ready for everything. Fighting with words, fighting with death, turned against each other... No, it was originally an enemy, and it was never a friend.

The pub is very quiet. The silent eyes of the two women became the only light on the beautiful top floor of the shell tower.