Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

Mu Xing would not feel wrong.

He thought doubtfully: Could it be that there actually existed cultivators on Shark Island?

According to Star's memory, only the sharks live on the island, and there are no other races.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing Mu Xing in a daze, Bi Fei smiled and shook his arm, "Little Xingxing, we're going home!"

Mu Xing and the unconscious sharks crossed the barrier together.

Sharma Island is said to be an island in the sea, in fact, most of the island is actually seawater, composed of countless reefs and small pieces of land. After all, sharks prefer to live in sea water.

Mu Xing felt the spiritual power that was constantly washing and nourishing the body. Looking around, the sharks also had a relaxed and comfortable expression on their faces. Obviously, they also felt very comfortable here, but it was not as Mu Xing felt the same.

No wonder. Mu Xing suddenly realized: It is no wonder that on the island of Sharks in the sea, the four seasons are like spring, and the flowers are blooming all year round. It must be the credit of these spiritual powers. Or, it is the credit of this enchantment.

The returning clansmen were discovered, and soon, several small figures swam towards the sharks.

A few chubby little mermen.

They are much smaller than Mu Xing, about the size of two or three-year-old human cubs.

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Bi Fei bent over, hugged her, and said softly, "Okay."

The little girl rolled her eyes and smiled softly, the whole group rubbing against Bi Fei's arms.

The other two little sharks were also picked up by the adult clansmen.

Mu Xing opened his eyes wide and looked at these merman cubs, but, cute.

He suddenly felt something grabbed his tail.

He bowed his head, hey, there is a cub.

The cub didn't seem to wake up, his eyes were foggy, and he yawned a little.

"Xing, Xingxiong, is it fun outside the sea?" When he spoke, the soft curly hair on the little merman's head was shaking.

The memory in his mind told Mu Xing that this little merman was the youngest child in the clan, only ten years old, and his name was Sheng.

Sheng is the laziest child in the clan. She likes to sleep. When she is awake, she is always half a beat and never wakes up.

Mu Xing knew after a little thought: these four little mermen were probably coming together, only this little slacker moved the slowest, and was embroidered at the back.

Mu Xing stretched out his hand and took the man into his arms.

Well, no wonder everyone loves to hug the little merman, it's really soft and feels very good.

She didn't struggle, she twisted her little body, adjusted to a comfortable position, yawned, and her eyes began to close again. However, he opened it quickly and tenaciously, and looked at Mu Xing with big watery eyes, waiting for an answer.

Mu Xing smiled helplessly, reached out and rubbed the soft top of the little merman: "Sleep if you want, it's not very fun outside, there are many bad guys!"

"...Oh." Sheng responded slowly, little head Mu Xing's embrace, and within a few seconds there was an even sound of breathing.

At this time, a clan finally found out that there is another one here.

Sheng's parents happened to be there, and the two of them swam over.

His father, Mo Yu, is a tall, handsome man with a fair complexion, with a straight face: "I said I didn't see him just now, this stinky boy was here, why did he fall asleep again? "

Mu Xing just wanted to say a few words for the little shark, when the big beauty beside Mo Yu gave him a blank look.

Mu Xing nodded in agreement.

The adult sharks around them also said:

"Yes, cubs love to sleep."

"Little A Sheng is so cute, let him sleep! Sleep more."

"Moyu, you are so harsh to a cub, how can Yanling stand you?"

Yan Ling is the beauty who just spoke, Mo Yu's partner, and Xiao A Sheng's mother.

A group of clansmen said that such a big man as Moyu was blushing, until he admitted his mistake.

A Sheng's mother Yan Ling walked up to Mu Xing and said, "He is heavy, let me hold him."

Mu Xing is a little reluctant to hold this soft hand in his arms, and the merman is born with great strength, don't look at Mu Xing now that he is only the size of a ten-year-old human child, but he can easily lift it with one hand A stone that is taller than itself.

He struggled for a while and decided to follow his heart and use his cub's privilege.

He blinked his eyes, showed a cute smile that is exclusive to cubs, and said to Yan Ling: "Sister, I like brother A Sheng, I want to hold him."

Yan Ling was immediately struck by this smile, and quickly said, "Xingxing will hold her if she likes it, and A Sheng also likes to play with you."

Mu Xing got his wish.

The shark people usually do not have any survival crisis. There are almost no natural enemies in the entire sea area. There is everything on the shark island, so after a group of clansmen come back, there is nothing else to do.

In the memory of Xing, the daily life of the sharks is to lie on the reef and bask in the sun. When they get excited, they sing, dance, and play musical instruments.

Oh, it's really boring, and I still do handicrafts, and the finished product is the rumored brilliance.

It can be said that it is not too much of a fairy life.

Mu Xing put A Sheng on the fine white sand, watching the little cub sleep soundly, he couldn't help yawning.

When Bi Fei came to look for her, what she saw was a picture of two cubs, one big and one small, sleeping soundly next to each other. The little star's tail is still half in the water, waving with the breath.

She thought about it for a while, and felt that nothing was too big for the cub to sleep, so she sat and waited.

Mu Xing slept until the Golden Wuxi sank.

He wasn't too awake yet, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the warm brilliance.

Of course I felt a cloud of air.

"Little Xingxing, you are awake." Bi Fei's beautiful voice sounded behind him.

Mu Xing turned over and sat up: "Sister Bifei?"

Bi Fei said: "The priest said, let you see her."

Mu Xing recalled that there seemed to be some breath approaching in his sleep, but the instinct of his body let him know that there was no threat, so he continued to sleep at ease.

If you want to come, that breath is Bi Fei.

He was a little embarrassed: "Sister Bifei, why didn't you wake me up."

Bi Fei's face was taken for granted: "You are sleeping, the cub needs to sleep well to grow well. Other things can be put aside."

Mu Xing unconsciously showed a little smile. Aside from the strange background and love story in this world, the way of life of the merpeople really suits his heart.

He got up and said, "Then I'll go to the priest grandma."

Bi Fei nodded, bent over and picked up A Sheng who was still sleeping: "I'll send him to her parents."

The high priest of the merman tribe is the oldest merman in the tribe, over a thousand years old.

I don't know how big Mu Xing is, but it is a very large number for a seventy-year-old shark.

The priest is the oldest and most prestigious elder in the clan.

However, unlike the majestic elders in many stories, in the eyes of all the little mermaids, the priest grandma is a particularly gentle and beautiful elder.

Which little merman has not been held by the priest grandma and sat on the back of the sea fish to play?

The address of the priest is not different from that of other mermen. After bypassing a lot of strange rocks, it is a land full of flowers.

On the ground, a woman with bare feet and a flowing gauze dress is picking flowers.

She has a slender and beautiful figure, and her appearance is very young and beautiful. The only thing that can be seen different from other mermen is that her ankle-length hair has all turned silver.

Mu Xing thought for a while, and turned the fish tail into legs and went to the ground.

"Priest grandma." Mu Xing called her.

The priest looked over with the flower in his arms and smiled: "The little star is here."

She smiled very softly, but it was different from Bi Fei's gentle nature and no temper, but the transparency after seeing the world, the love and connivance of young life.

She came over, handed Mu Xing a flower, and led him to sit down.

On the stone table in front of you, there are several plates of beautiful food, as well as some small snacks, all made of seaweed and sea fish from the sea.

Mu Xing couldn't take his eyes off the crystal clear fish. In a cub's instinct, eating, drinking and sleeping are the most important things.

The priest obviously understands it very well. She directly used the small silver fork in the plate to fork a piece of fish and hand it to Mu Xing's mouth: "It was specially prepared for you, try it."

Don't look at the sharks, although they look wild and untamed in many places, they are not very particular, but it does not mean that they are really indifferent at all.

In fact, the sharks have their own heritage, they know shame, they know how to use tableware, they can play musical instruments and dance, and they want to be a good artistic aesthetic.

—Although Mu Xing did not know, how did the sharks who have been living in the deep sea know these non-essential knowledge.

Also, they speak human words.

Mu Xing really doesn't understand this, but maybe the background of this world is set like this.

Seeing Mu Xing eating happily, the priest also showed a satisfied smile.

She asked Mu Xing: "I heard Bi Fei talk about what happened to you on land, little Xingxing, did you really get the advice of Lord Sea God?"

Mu Xing put down the dried grilled squid in his hand, clapped his hands, and wanted to speak, he was stuffed with a piece of sashimi.

He met the priest's eyes in confusion, and the other party smiled and said, "It's not an important matter, don't delay eating."

Mu Xing: ?

Didn't you say you have to pay special respect to Lord Sea God, is it actually so casual?

He chewed two mouthfuls mechanically, swallowed it, organized the language of what he had said to Bi Fei before, and said it to the priest again.

"So that's how it is." The priest thought thoughtfully, "I've never seen Lord Sea God, I thought Lord Sea God had already forgotten us."

Mu Xing: "…"

This kind of thing, you just say it in front of a cub, is it really okay?

Aren't you afraid that the young cub's longing and belief in the sea **** will be shattered?