Princess Against the World

The old helmsman looked down at him, sighed silently and shook his head: "This means you are drunk and can't remember what I said tomorrow, otherwise I wouldn't tell you... Our disease is to die young... ...You know, premature death!? Without the potion’s medicinal properties, our people are dying earlier and earlier! Only those who can maintain a pure bloodline and have a marriage contract can live a long time..."

MMP in Feng Chenglin’s heart——

Too early to die!

Died young!

You all live to be a hundred years old, and you still die young! ?

So what do you call someone like him who died after living for sixty or seventy years? !

Are you going to let people live?

"You should have heard that the lifespans of our Shark race are all different. Some live to be five hundred years old, and some are only about a hundred years old...and as time goes by, we, the Shark race, have magic potions. There are fewer and fewer people with blood, and they are getting older and older, which has led to the demise of our Shark race..."

"Oh..." Feng Chenglin suddenly protracted his voice and nodded in realization: "I understand... you mean you... will die?! I will die too... all of us will die... "

"There are different ways to die..." The old helmsman sighed silently: "You don't understand how painful it is for those of us who are cursed before death! Even people with magic blood will not be able to survive before death. It will also be painful...because this is our curse! And in order to avoid pain, when we sense that death is coming, we will kill ourselves first and free ourselves from transcendence!"

Feng Chenglin was confused when he heard this, but he couldn't ask too obviously: "You...curse? Where did the...curse come from?!"

"The curse... that's the curse that cursed our ancestors who betrayed their trust, abandoned our master, and fled for their lives... This curse is the result of our own evil, and it is our retribution..."

Fengcheng and Lin Xin said that he finally got to the point, and he became more energetic: "What master? The master of the Shark Clan...Does the Shark Clan still have a master? Isn't your master your... king?" "

"Of course not!?" The old helmsman rejected it without thinking: "Our king is..."

He stopped suddenly and glanced at Chaya's cabin warily.

At this time, the sky had brightened, and a touch of red appeared on the eastern horizon.

"It's going to be daybreak..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is it going to be bright at dawn?

Does this have anything to do with your story?

He drank so much wine that night that his stomach almost burst.

If he hadn't taken the sobering pill beforehand, he would have been drunk to death by now!

"I am the king...when I marry the princess, I will be your...king!"

He waved his arms vigorously and raised his hands fiercely.

"I am your king...the surrendered king...I am the king...I am the king..."

"You?" The old helmsman glanced sideways at the limp Feng Chenglin at his feet, and shook his head disdainfully: "If our king is a charlatan like you, then I can be the king... Even our current king, You are not even half as capable as the old city lord, so how can you be the king in your turn?"

Thinking of something, he sighed again.

"If our king had some ability, we, the Shark Race, wouldn't have had to seek life outside for the past two hundred years..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly thought of the things in the cabin where they lived——

A few days ago, the two of them were really bored, so they took a rough look at the things in the cabin. They were all necessities such as salt and cloth.