Pushing the tea lamp in his hand to song Ningyu's hand, Gu Mochou smiled helplessly, and then said: "at that time, he was wayward. He didn't know what 10000 pearls with the same appearance meant in the deep sea. He really went to fish it. Later, he stood in front of me with several boxes of pearls and said to hire my exquisite heart with 10000 pearls and whether to marry."

Song Ningyu smiled with a cup of tea. "Are you married? Otherwise, you won't be the owner of this skeleton pirate ship."

Clearly smiling, but that smile contains a lot of bitterness.

"On the wedding day, he strung all the pearls together and made it look like this. Later, someone came to Huangdao and wanted to take me back. He didn't want to protect me. Then, he really died. I hated Huangdao, but for so many years, I haven't found a way to enter Huangdao. To really love someone, you don't have to be together all the time 。”

Song Ning Yu lowered her eyes. Is it really right for her to stay next to Gong Zilin? Once in her life, she can't afford to gamble.

Gu Mochou continued a new cup of tea for song Ningyu and said softly, "many years later, I often think that I will meet someone again. He loves me, dotes on me, saves me from wandering and makes me quiet all my life. However, I have never met a man who is brave and brave like him and loves me with his life."

A low sigh sounded in the wind surging boat house. Gu Yichen, standing outside the door, didn't know what he was thinking. He pulled the thick soil and left the door slowly and gently.

Song Ningyu turned the new cup of tea. In the tea, she saw her reflection. In the dense fragrance of tea, her eyes had become as if they were not her own. They were full of worries and obstacles. Too many things related to Gong Zilin involved her. How could she put them down? Just, what if I can't put it down?

The wind came from the sea and stirred up the Pearl. The two fell into a deep silence. They drank the plain tea in the cup with each other until the sunset. The blood was as red and gorgeous as the whole sea. They saw a whole shocking blood red. Song Ningyu shook his head with a tea lamp.

"Aunt Mo, Mo Qilin has come to me and said I am the long Princess of Huangdao."

Aunt Mo's eyes flashed a trace of surprise and said, "so fast? What do you think of Mo Qilin?"

Song Ningyu lowered her eyes. Aunt Mo slowly got up and lit the house one by one. There were many lights in the light and dark, and a whole cabinet of red candles was placed in the dark cabinet.

"I almost died under his palm." Song Ning lowered her eyes and told the truth. The cold eyes without temperature and the cold murderous spirit stimulated her nerves. Even in her dream, she slept uneasily. Gong Zilin was actually similar to her, but neither of them said it.

"Mo Qilin is Wang Zun's direct subordinate and the lowest among the three kings, six emperors and Nine Emperors. Once, the three kings, six emperors and nine emperors were managed by the emperor of Huangdao. However, only your mother and your uncle were left in the Nalan nationality. Your uncle was old and your mother escaped from the island, so it fell into Wang Zun's hands. Power is like covered water. How can you recover it easily."

Song Ningyu's heart was heavy and pressed a little low.

Aunt Mo slowly lit the red candle in the room and said with a low smile, "do you know why Wang Zun only sent the lowest ink Kirin to meet you?"

"I think it's enough for me to be a mere ink unicorn." song Ningyu drank up the tea in the teacup and poured it down, alleviating her anxiety and anxiety. Aunt Mo nodded. This is the truth.

Song Ningyu also knew in her heart that before she met Chunsu, she was just a weak woman, playing tricks and scheming.

"What kind of person is the high priest of Huangdao?" song Ningyu turned the tea lamp in his hand and sipped it gently.

"High priest? The identity of the high priest and the king in Huangdao is equal. However, the high priest is very mysterious. I haven't even seen it. Why?"

Song Ningyu quickly lowered her eyes, shook her head and said, "nothing." since she didn't know the high priest, she probably didn't know Chunsu, and she didn't have any more reason to ask.

"Don't blame me for being talkative. As long as you can imagine, Huangdao has top experts who can use concealed weapons, medicine, art of war and poison. Huangdao also has those you can't imagine. If you don't have enough wings, don't easily fight against Huangdao." after lighting the lights in the room, the whole room shines a lot.

Song Ningyu sipped the lotus, poured a cup for Aunt Mo, and said with deep eyes, "I know." it is because of this that she wants to become stronger all the time. However, as a high priest, why does Chunsu always let her go to Heishan hell? Did he count something? Is it inconvenient to tell her?

"Let's go. My son can turn outside the door for several times. Go and have a look." aunt Mo patted song Ningyu on the shoulder, turned and went out. The full room of candles swayed in the fishy cold sea wind, and the pearls in the room glowed with different lights under the reddish red candle light.

The reflection fell mottled on the ground. Aunt Mo pushed open the door and saw Gu Yichen standing in front of song Ningyu with a small adult face. Standing straight, she waved to song Ningyu and said seriously, "sister, can you compete with me? OK?"

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows and pinched the thin little face. She raised her eyebrows horizontally and feigned angrily: "good boy, how come you have become so thin since I haven't seen you for a long time? As a man, you can't lose some meat." that's a lesson. Gu Yichen subconsciously pinched his face.

Suspiciously, Gu Mochou, with a smile on his eyebrows, asked in his eyes, is he really thin?

Mo Chou ignored the child's doubts and took song Ningyu on the deck. As he walked, he smiled and said, "don't pay attention to him. After you left, he wandered around in the sea every day. It's like crazy. He can't persuade him. Can he not lose weight?"

Gu Yichen, who followed him, drooped with a face, walked away with his short legs depressed, ran to song Ningyu's side, twisted his face towards song Ningyu, revealing his thin arm, indicating that he was still very meat.

Song Ningyu looked stiff, looked up and laughed. Gu Yichen pulled a face and shouted discontentedly, "sister!"

After waving his hand, song Ningyu recovered some coolness and said, "sorry, I didn't control it well." the man who was still in the state of hair blowing was even more angry at this time.

As soon as he lifted his clothes and stood on the deck, he posed to song Ningyu for a fight. Yu guangluo fell on the lark standing in the center, and there was a small pile of fish piled in front of the lark. Gu Yichen rushed to the lark with a flesh pain on his face, pointed to the lark and drank, "Why are you still eating?" has he eaten most of the afternoon?