Miss is not human

Chapter 482 The Song in the Waves
Each word is very simple, but combined, it becomes a very difficult sentence.

The young master of the Feng family?who is it?Didn't the Feng family lose money after more than 1000 years and left the third world?

What does this young master suddenly pop up mean?
The man in the passenger seat didn't speak, and none of them dared to speak. You poke me, and I poke you, hoping that the other party will speak first.

"What do you think, do you want to help or not?" The man suddenly said, he didn't mention the young master of the Feng family at all, he was just thinking about whether to help or not.

"We want to help. Our four directions are one. If one side falls, the whole third world will fall, so we have to help for ourselves." Finally, the first one to speak was Ayu, a flaxen-colored boy holding a rabbit doll on the farthest side. The hair is a bit like mixed race.

"That's right. I heard that the north and the east were attacked together this time. The ruthless man in the north is the hardest-hit area, so he may not have time to spare." The big man next to A Yu also touched his chin, his face full Thoughtful and serious.

"That's right, that's right, I haven't fought that ruthless person yet, I must go!" Next to the uncle was a little boy who looked less than ten years old. With a baby face, he looked extremely fierce.

"Okay, stop pretending. If you want to see it, raise your hand and see what this family that we have abandoned for more than 1000 years has become like?" He suddenly brushed his hair, revealing the hideous wound on his forehead.

At the beginning, if it was more important, the wound would have killed him.

One, two, three, four, all of them set their eyes on the only one who didn't raise his hand, and also the only girl among the six.

"Axiang, don't you want to see it?" Ayu hugged his rabbit doll, shrinking his neck in fear, and wanted to ask the six of them who has the strongest combat power, and it is undoubtedly a little boy. If you ask who The scariest one was without a doubt Ah Xiang.

"Why do you want to see a person who never cared about our life? It's been more than 1000 years, haven't you lived enough?" Axiang raised her lips indifferently, her pale face seemed to be the messenger of death.

Ayu, including the uncle, shrank their necks in fright, and finally Ajia, a man with a student face, pushed the big glasses on the bridge of his nose: "In any case, the defense line can't be broken, let's divide the troops into three groups, one way Go to help, stay behind all the way, all the way to the west."

"Why do you want to go west? I hate those people." The little boy muttered and looked at Ajia, wrinkling his little nose sadly.

"I suspect that this is a planned attack. If it is the hardest-hit area in the north, then the west will definitely go to help, and then it will become the weakest place. If it is attacked at the same time..." Needless to say the rest, Everyone shuddered together.

The consequences are unimaginable!
"Then, as usual, let's draw lots." A Jia casually took out a bamboo tube, and there were six bamboo sticks in it, which would decide which of them would go to which side.

……

What Yunzi didn't expect was that the portal was in the basement of Wu's house, and there was a door that looked very random.

As soon as I opened it, I could smell the damp and salty air, as well as the bloody smell that couldn't go away.

This is the feeling of the battlefield. I don't know how many people and sea monsters died, so that the air is stained with blood that cannot be dispelled.

The place where Yun Zi and the others appeared was on a very high city wall, everyone was holding weapons in their hands and waiting for battle, and ethereal singing could be heard from the waves in the distance.

It was the song of the Sirens.

(End of this chapter)