Yes, it was not caught by fish, but it jumped up on its own.
Black hair, human face, human body, golden red fish tail.
The Qin clan leader and the man in blue were stunned for a moment.
Wearing only an undershirt and a gold-red temporary fishtail made of a modified skirt around her waist, Ziyu jumped ashore, grabbed the fishing rod with one hand, and then jumped up and down in front of the Qin clan chief.
With stunned eyes, he pointed at her nose: "Fish, Qin Ziyu, mermaid."
Then, she waved the fishing rod with her left hand and grabbed the fishing line exposed from between her teeth with her right hand: "Eat the bait, I caught it." As she spoke, she opened her mouth wide to reveal the fishing line and a little bit of straight hook left in her mouth.
of fishhook.
"..."
The patriarch of the Qin clan looked at his son, who was pretending to be a fish, and said nothing for a long time.
The man in blue looked at Ziyu with twitching cheeks and pointed at Ziyu: "You...you..."
"What are you talking about? I, Qin Ziyu, was born a fish. Everyone calls me a fish. Who has any objections?" Ziyu turned around and glared at the man in blue.
Her name is Ziyu, a fish. This fish has been destined to accompany her throughout her life since she was born. Who dares to say that she is not a fish, and who dares to say that her name is not a fish.
The man in blue pointed at Ziyu and couldn't say anything else.
"Did you eat it?" The patriarch of the Qin clan on the side suddenly stretched out his hand to catch Ziyu's face and looked into Ziyu's mouth.
"Of course, how can a fish be caught if it doesn't eat the bait?" Ziyu opened his mouth.
The patriarch of the Qin clan stretched out his hand and grabbed the fishing line and gave it a slight squeeze. The straight hook was pulled out from the fish's throat, and a little blood instantly brewed on it.
When the Qin clan leader saw this, his eyebrows darkened slightly.
Ziyu coughed, spit out the blood in his mouth, and looked at the Qin clan leader with his arms folded: "You said, just use this fishing rod to catch the fish. Now that the fish is here, what else do you have to say, ancestor?"
Qin Ziyu is a fish.
The patriarch of the Qin clan took a deep look at the fish with bloodshot eyes constantly brewing at the corner of its mouth. If he swallowed such a thick straight hook, he might hurt his throat, but...
"With a flexible mind, quick response, and the ability to be ruthless to yourself, yes, you can be ruthless." The Qin clan leader looked at Ziyu, dropped the fishing rod in his hand, turned around and left: "Follow me."
Since his request was met, he had nothing to say. He agreed to what Ziyu asked for during this trip.
Seeing this, Ziyu immediately tore off the tail of the fish on his body, gathered his hair and hurriedly followed.
The man in blue stood on the spot, biting his iron teeth fiercely when he saw this, and exchanged this fish for another fish. This was just a little trick, changing the name and type to another concept. It was a little clever, but it could
He really swallowed the straight hook in one gulp and performed all the tricks, but it was a matter of opinion.
Being cruel to others is not cruel, but being cruel to yourself is truly cruel.
To find the antidote, to continue the bloodline of their Qin family, what they need is someone who can be flexible and cruel to others, and even more cruel to themselves.
The breeze rippled, and the faint smell of blood flew everywhere.
In the green grass on the ground, the bright red throat blood looked extremely deep under the sun.
Ziyu followed the Qin clan leader all the way around the water pool and stepped in front of the volcanic stone walls surrounding the island behind the water pool.
The volcanic ash has long since dried up. At this time, the crater is green and green, with towering trees and colorful wildflowers.
The chief of the Qin clan stood in front of a large rock covered with vines and put his hand on the rock.