Chapter 3971 Something

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"The golden light, is that... the breath of God? I haven't felt it even from the angel dragon."

"You said it as if you have seen our dragon's sacred objects." The little female dragon was not very happy after hearing this. You just said it was an angel. Why do you say that we dragons are not as good as mermaids? We just don't like to show off like mermaids. , sacred objects closely related to God, we also have...

Bar?

That is a must. Don’t forget, our ancestors, our Dragon God, and the legendary Three Saints of Creation were all created by God himself.

Faced with the hundred objections of the evil dragon Lena, Exia calmly gave up and gave up, showing a high-spirited attitude that an adult does not care about the faults of a villain.

"Yes, this is the sacred object of our clan, and at the same time..." At this point, his expression became solemn, solemn, and even a bit fanatical.

"At the same time, it is also our ancestor, the origin of the mermaid clan, and the original mermaid queen!"

? ? ?

Including Aria, everyone had big question marks on their foreheads.

Do you think these rays of light are the first mermaids?

At least leaving a section of the fish tail would make it look more presentable, right?

Everyone's doubts were too obvious. Exia coughed a few times, already expecting our reaction.

"Don't ask me, I don't know very well. I just remember an ancient saying passed down from generation to generation by the ancestor, Her Majesty the Mermaid Queen."

"We originate from God, we are born in dreams, we begin with the Holy Spirit."

Good guy, I’m going to say hello, I’m starting to speak soul-based language again, can you translate it for me?

"Are God, dreams, and the Holy Spirit the representatives of those three groups of light?"

The evil dragon Reina transformed into a Chinese class representative, and her IQ suddenly soared. Maybe she is not stupid, but just too lazy to use her brain because Aikarai is always by her side?

"I would like to understand God easily. All things were created by God. According to the Holy Spirit, he should be one of the three great figures second only to God? Who is born in a dream and what does it mean?"

The analysis was sound and well-founded, and even Exia nodded slightly, with a slightly surprised expression, as if to say, oh my, is my eldest niece actually not stupid?

"It's roughly true. The founder's words are unclear, and many of them rely on our own guesses. The Lord Holy God is probably referring to the most mysterious Third Saint. Not only that, we guess that the Dark Continent and the Third Saint The Holy Spirit also has a great connection.”

I get excited when I mention this, but I am familiar with it. Isn't this the secular plot of three brothers separating their families? Hey, they sit in rows and divide their families.

"The eldest angel saint created a clan of angels and occupies heaven. The second eldest dragon saint created a clan of dragons and occupies paradise. The remaining mysterious third eldest brother naturally also scored something, so God gave it a Dark Continent?”

Then what? Then the third child mismanaged it and sent it.

Why do you think I can slander people? If Lao San doesn't send it, can the War of Original Sin happen? Can hell invasion wreak havoc? When the enemy unites, I fight in the wild, and when the enemy breaks up the family, I guard the spring. My nickname is Lao San. I am nicknamed by others as the sixth person in the Taobao profession.

"Boss, second, third, kid, be careful what you say. It doesn't matter if you get struck by lightning, but don't implicate my family, Elijah." Exia felt reasonable, but wasn't that the case, but she was also very annoyed, feeling that this The boy lacks any sense of awe.

"That's how we humans are. God often scolds us, but he never gets struck by lightning."

"That's different." Exia looked up cautiously and warned: "God is too far away, and the Three Saints are too close."

For everyone, even the angel, giant dragon and mermaid, God is too high. Even if he knows that someone is scolding him, he probably won't care, just like an employee to a boss, but how about scolding a supervisor?

The overly realistic workplace warnings left me speechless.

Who is not a working man these days?

After speaking to me, Exia faced the evil dragon Lena again with a serious look: "Little Lena, I asked you to come here today... uh, no, you had to come here yourself. What I want to say Yes, I want you to see this, it’s not because I want to show off. Look at that Fatty Dragon, he always laughs at us, the mermaid clan, as God’s leftovers. Have I dealt with him? Have I ever let him see this?”

Leona curled her lips, but you ignored it. You just turned the stupid fat dragon to the seaside, and then raised your fork to his butt.

"You are my eldest niece. I just said these words to you today. Ah, our mermaid clan also has a background. Even if it is not as good as your angel dragon, it is not bad, but we can no longer be as ignorant as Fatty Dragon. Now, you know, you still have to teach your descendants like this, ignorant dragon... ahem, the nickname of ignorant fat dragon, your father is enough, no more, lost dragon."

"I understand, Uncle Exia, I will convey these words to the stupid fat dragon exactly as they are." The evil dragon Reina did not want to get involved in the old grudges between her parents, so her tone was very perfunctory.

Of course, I was indeed a little shocked. It turns out that the mermaid clan has such a background, which is really not to be underestimated. If this race had not appeared too late and was only born after the creation of the Dark Continent, it would not be a creation race. Have to add one and a half.

Although it is not a glorious history, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a dark history, the angels and dragons unanimously regard this dark history as a kind of pride and capital, and think that all those who have not participated in the Doomsday War are scum. It doesn't deserve to be called a creation race at all.

"Say, just say it and don't change a word. I'll see if Fatty Long dares to come to your door." Exia pointed to the west forcefully, as if this disdainful finger was pointing at the face of her old father-in-law. Greasy fleshy face.

"Hey, he's just a small cafeteria supervisor. He doesn't dare, he doesn't dare. The most he can do is report to the Dragon King and let the Dragon King come and reason with you in person." When Leona heard this, she was so upset that she couldn't even care about the old man. To save his father's face, he quickly explained.

"I'm not afraid when the Dragon King comes. At worst, he dives into the water and sleeps for a few years without leaving the house. Hey, he still dares to get down with him? Or does he just say that he has no shame and can't find me and beats those shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

Exia was frothing at the mouth when she said it, emphasizing that I am weak and I am reckless, and the flat-head brother and I are evenly matched.

He glanced at Aelia from the corner of his eye, and seemed to feel that his current image was a bit rude in front of his precious daughter. He coughed twice quickly, straightened his face, straightened his chest, and changed from a gangster with a green dragon on his left to a personable and elegant one on the right. King of Mermaids.

"Today is Aria's big day, we won't talk about this, we won't talk about this."

It seems that you are the most energetic in tossing on your own?

"You have something to say?" Exia glanced at me.

"No, no, I just farted secretly, for fear that everyone would know." I'm weak, I'm cowardly.

"Well, it's almost time. It's time to start the ceremony. Aelia, do you remember everything I taught you yesterday?"

"Ey."

Obviously as the protagonist of this ceremony, Elijah has only gotten a part in the scene until now. Who can blame her? You can only blame the pushy dad. You see, the old father-in-law is very low-key and never steals his daughter's lines. I suggest severing the relationship between father and daughter.

"Is there really no danger in the ceremony?" I couldn't help but confirm again.

"In the final analysis, the ceremony is actually the blessing of the ancestor. Do you think the ancestor will harm Elijah?" Exia's eyes widened, and she was about to play with the dragon's head stick again.

"Okay." That possibility was indeed very low. After thinking about it, I felt that it couldn't be that easy, so I mentioned another possibility.

"So, as bystanders, will there be any problems?"

"Young man, your perspective on the problem is very tricky. I can tell you clearly, no." Exia's round eyes immediately narrowed, and I had a very bad feeling.

I saw him saying leisurely: "It's not a big deal. It's just that under the influence of the ancestor's power, you will fall into an illusion for a period of time. I think Elijah has taught you the realm of dreams. You should be very familiar with the illusion. It shouldn't be that bad." Are you afraid of the illusion, no, no, no?!"

Looking at Exia's expression of gloating that she deserved a beating, I was so angry that my teeth itched, but I had no way to refute.

If it was just an illusion, my resistance should be quite high, at least compared to Xiao... I glanced at the evil dragon Lena, staring at her unique pair of eyes, with the majesty of the dragon's vertical pupils looming from time to time, as if she could see through everything. Essential eyes.

At least... than the little female dragon... it shouldn't... shouldn't be much different... right?

Wait, that is, am I the most likely to suffer?

I forced a miserable smile towards Exia and asked a very crucial question.

"What should I do if I need to pee midway? It's better to say that I'm a little anxious now. Can I go to the toilet first?"

"No, there's no need." Exia's smile was very kind, and her tone was very kind, just like the villain who finally revealed a shocking secret after thinking that the protagonist must be a dog: "Young man, in my case It seems that you don’t have a chance to go to the toilet.”

Gou-fate-ah! ! !

I didn't expect that the trap was here, Aelia, my trust was wrong after all.

It's too late to say anything now. We can't cancel this important ceremony just because of an illusion that is not life-threatening and I don't know if I can resist it. Even if Elijah kindly proposes it, I can't accept it.

Men, you can do without moral integrity, but you can't do without being arrogant.

Elijah walked slowly towards the sacred object called the First Mermaid, which was composed of three great masses of light. We found a bench and sat down. I sat farthest away... Well, don't worry about the details.

When Elijah came closer, three groups of light slowly rose up and circled around her. After Exia's preconceived explanation just now, it seemed to me like an elder was watching and sizing up the younger one.

Aelia's face and figure were also surrounded by light, becoming hazy and holy. She took a deep breath, clasped her hands in front of her chest, rested her chin lightly, and made a girl's prayer in front of the altar. The delicate posture.

Then, the melodious and charming voice sounded like clear spring water. Sometimes it was quiet and melodious, sometimes it was passionate and majestic. It had its own advantages and disadvantages with the little ghost's "Avelina's Redemption". Elijah's talent was outstanding, and her mermaid singing voice was incomparable in the world. The little ghost has been singing for thousands of years, has rich experience, and has the sacred beauty of the unity of people and songs.

They are all beautiful, and everyone who listened was entranced.

During the singing, Elijah's body was gradually enveloped in a brilliant layer of light, and then the light spread, gradually infecting every inch of the church.

In my eyes, it turned into endless white light.

Suddenly!

The sound of brakes sounded quickly and harshly, and the sound was very close to him.

Rubbing his sore eyelids, he slowly opened his eyes, and his vision began to be filled with colorful noise.

The front of the bright burgundy Mazda was only an inch away from my knees.

A murderer's head emerged from the car window, pointing at me and yelling curses.

"Street boy, you don't know how to walk on such a big zebra crossing over there, how can you die?!"

I opened my mouth and subconsciously replied.

"Who asked you to drive a Mazda?"

Shamate cursed and called you Rem hillbilly, backed up a few meters, hit the steering wheel and walked away from him, stepped on the accelerator, deliberately sprayed out a big mouthful of thick black exhaust, and walked away, but he didn't go far. Yuan was forced to stop again because there was a traffic jam ahead.

The smooth and wide asphalt road under my feet, the eye-catching roadside signs, the constantly flashing traffic lights, the endless flow of large and small cars, and the brightly lit high-rise buildings in the distance. Looking around at these familiar and strange scenery, I touched my chin, Lost in thought.

There's something... about this illusion.

All I can say is, marry Si Ting.

He clenched his fists, but his strength was still there.

Wuhu, take off.

Druid City Aspects.

It's late at night and it's time to kill.

Emma, ​​the dump truck is coming!

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