From far away, pungent blood could be heard entering the nasal cavity.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the sea finally became calm and the heavy rain stopped, leaving only a drizzle.
A small boat with a bow appeared on the sea. He rowed the oars and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Little gull, little gull——"
An Xiaoou was stunned, she hadn't blinked for a long time.
She seemed to hear something in her head, and she was confused.
"Little gull, little gull——"
The calling voice had a crying tone, and An Xiaoou felt as if his heart had been hit hard.
She regained all clarity in an instant, her throat hurt so much, she wanted to say she was here, but she couldn't say a word when she opened her mouth. She began to wave her hands vigorously, and swam towards the relatives she cared about.
An Cheng was going crazy. He only saved An Lie who didn't know whether to live or die, but An Xiaoou disappeared.
He didn't dare to close his eyes, kept wiping the rain off his face, rowed the oar and roared loudly.
There were still people alive, trying their best to move towards the boat. As soon as it got close, Anjo's eyes turned red, and he took the oar and knocked it hard. He would never allow anyone to get on the boat at this time.
There is no one to rely on in the vast sea. Even if these people are lucky enough to survive from the mouth of the giant Kun, they will not walk out of the sea alive. They will eventually die of exhaustion on the sea.
An Cheng did not spend extra energy on these people. He searched everywhere, shouting An Xiaoou's name at the top of his lungs while rowing.
"Little gull, little gull——"
Every time An Cheng shouted a few times, he would stop and wait and listen. He had good ears, but in the vast sea, there was only the sound of sea wind and waves, and there was no response or call for help from An Xiaoou.
Anjo rowed hard, but he would not give up.
…
An Xiaoou watched helplessly as the boat got further and further away from her. She moved her lips, but her throat was still so painful that she couldn't make any sound at all.
She waved her hands and her eyes slowly dimmed.
There was some kind of change in her body that prevented her from suffocating in the sea water, but it took too long and she felt very cold.
It's a pity that she can't speak, otherwise she would be able to answer her uncle's call.
I don't know if my brother is still alive.
But it’s already good that my uncle is alive.
An Xiaoou let himself sink into the sea.
Death, she accepted this outcome calmly.
The light on the sea became farther and farther away, and there were fewer and fewer places within sight. An Xiaoou closed his eyes.
She couldn't feel anything anymore. It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like nothing had happened.
There was a burning pain in her chest, and she thought she should try her best to swim upstream and get out of the water.
Her body had the instinct to survive, but she gave up on herself and just waved her hands twice.
An Xiaoou opened her eyes when her waist was suddenly pushed. She opened her mouth in shock, and a series of bubbles popped out of her mouth. The burning pain in her chest disappeared a lot.
"Kun..."
An Xiaoou looked at the shadow under her in surprise. It was the big Kun. Seeing that it was still alive, An Xiaoou felt a little happy in her heart. It was so good.
"Why don't you speak? I just called you several times. Who are you? Why are you the same as them, but you can speak the words of our fish tribe? Why do you let yourself sink to the bottom of the sea?"
Da Kun asked An Xiaoou in a low voice.
An Xiaoou opened her mouth. Her throat was so painful that she could no longer send out any sound waves. She could understand Da Kun's words, but she could not speak in response to them.
For this, An Xin felt a debt of gratitude.
He touched Da Kun's lips and silently apologized, "I'm sorry."
Da Kun shrank back and turned into a boy about the same age as An Xiaoou. He stretched out his hand to hold An Xiaoou, smiled at An Xiaoou and said, "I will take you to a place and give you a
It’s delicious, and you’ll definitely feel better after eating it.”
An Xiaoou's heart was full of guilt. She struggled for a while. She wanted to say that she was not worthy, but Da Kun held her hand tightly, and the young man's clear voice came into An Xiaoou's ears: "You are not a bad person, you are very good."
Pure, don't be afraid, you are a person recognized by the sea, and you are also a member of the fish clan, I will take you there, and we will take care of each other."
An Xiaoou had many emotions welling up in her heart, but she didn't resist anymore.
The cold retreated from her body at some point. She was no longer cold and her body became warm.
She didn't need to surface, nor did she feel suffocated. When she opened her mouth, many bubbles came out. After the bubbles came out, she was no longer stuffy.
An Xiaoou didn't know where Da Kun was going to take her, but she thought it was good.
Just think that the human An Xiaoou is dead, and she is now the fish tribe An Xiaoou.
…
On the ninth day of February, the sea was calm and calm.
Su Xiaolu stood on the deck and watched the crew fish out some broken hulls from the sea, feeling calm in her heart.
The embarrassed Wang Jiang slumped on the deck with a look full of horror. He murmured in an unbelievable trembling voice: "It's impossible, it's impossible that they are all gone. They must still be alive..."
These days of torture had already broken his mind.
He thought Li Yu was coming and would save him.
But when Li Yu came, he didn't say anything about saving, but didn't intervene.
At the end of the first year, the bow of the ship that was supposed to come back did not come back. He thought he was dead. He racked his brains to defend himself, and finally got the opportunity to go to sea. He prayed all the way that they must be the ones who attacked him.
Once the treasure arrives, it will not come back for a long time.
But the ship I met a few days ago said that the giant Kun had attacked a large fleet, and all the ships sank, with no survivors.
The broken hulls floating on the sea seemed to confirm what had happened.
"Why is this happening? Why am I so unlucky? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, I am lucky..."
Wang Jiang murmured to himself that if Li Yu didn't protect him, he would have no chance of survival.
Su Xiaolu kept looking at the sea without speaking.
Until Zhou Zhi squeezed her hand and Su Xiaolu looked at him, Zhou Zhi raised his hand and wiped away the tears on Su Xiaolu's face. He handed the wine bottle to Su Xiaolu and said, "Xiaolu, practice it for them."
Su Xiaolu swallowed her throat and said hoarsely: "Okay, thank you Fourth Brother."
Su Xiaolu held the wine bottle, feeling sad in his heart.
She never thought that fate would play tricks on people like this.
She thought An Lie was gone, but she learned that he was still there. She thought he would come back well, but she still missed it.
All the fishing boats were gone, and so were Andre's family.
What was he thinking at that time? Would he be resentful of her, his master?
When the wine in the jug was gone, Su Xiaolu put down the jug and turned to look at the shivering Wang Jiang. She said sarcastically: "It's already this time, are you still afraid of death?"
Wang Jiang trembled and quickly lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Su Xiaolu. He kowtowed crazily and begged for mercy: "Please forgive me, Miss Su. Please spare my life, Miss Su."
Even at this time, he didn't want to die. In that eel pond, life was worse than death every day, so he still wanted to live. When he thought that Su Xiaolu would kill him, Wang Jiang couldn't help crying.
