Perhaps it was also endured by the Lingman tribe, and Meng Li did not scream this time.

After finishing, Meng Li thanked the fishman just as he thanked the leader of Lingman.

The fishman also politely said that they asked them to stay and serve as guests and taste the food in the deep sea.

However, he was rejected by Po Luo.

Meng Li got into the sedan chair again and followed Po Luo and the others to leave the deep sea. He felt very uncomfortable and wanted to go to bed again.

Before going to bed, she still wanted to talk to Shifanling, and she said, "Fortunately you are with you."

"Where's the best?" Shi Fanling looked at the beautiful scales in his hand.

Meng Li said, "If you are not by your side, I have no place to say anything if I want to."

"I don't think those witches look like people who are willing to chat with me." She smiled weakly.

Shi Fanling nodded and said, "I know a little bit of self-knowledge."

"And without you, they would probably have to be dragged away by them. How could such a comfortable sedan chair be there?" Meng Li touched the soft material under his body.

Shi Fanling said, "I guess they may have prepared something for you to carry you away when they see you so weak."

"Anyway, they don't have much effort, so they are not so stingy."

Meng Li nodded: "Maybe."

The witches are so strong that they are quite strong. Besides, the vast world is not a place that refers to strength, but a place that refers to strength. If you have any power, you will be free to carry this sedan chair.

So she sat without any burden.

Every time you receive your strength, you become so weak that you need to recuperate.

"By the way, I feel it." Meng Li said to Shifanling: "I haven't felt anything strange before accepting the power of the Lingman clan. Now there are two races in my body. I feel that there is something more in my body, and it's very uncomfortable."

"Normal." Shi Fanling was still looking at his scales.

Meng Li's tired eyelids were almost closed, but he couldn't help but joke about Shi Fanling. She said, "What are you doing when you look at the scales?"

"Is it a girl from the fish clan just now who gave it to you?"

Shifanling: "…I…and the fish?"

Meng Li: "Isn't that possible?"

Shifanling: "I still think you are better at sleeping."

"Then I'll sleep." Meng Li was too tired and sleepy. She seemed to have foreseeed the future life. Every day when she woke up, she had to endure inhuman pain and then fell asleep.

Repeatedly, it will be painful for a long time.

However, her heart was rare to be calm. She hoped that things would go smoothly, that the sword would be successful, and then the God Witch Man would get new guidance to solve the devouring.

She closed her eyes for a while, and the sea of ​​consciousness felt a little uncomfortable. Maybe she had just woken up and couldn't sleep again, and she turned around in pain.

Opening his eyes and looking at Shi Fanling, she asked, "Is these fish scales so beautiful?"

"show me."

Shi Fanling handed it to Meng Li, and Meng Li took it. The fish scales were a little warm. It seemed that it was not Shi Fanling's body temperature, but its own temperature. It smelled a little fishy smell, a strange fragrance, but it was not heavy.

The scales are very thick. Meng Li found an angle and there was a spot of light on it. It was so beautiful.

This scale is different from the scales on other fishmen. Meng Li remembered that the fishmen who were staring at him just now, the scales on their faces were not as rich as the scales on their faces.

Before they could even take a good look at their tribe, Poluo called and left.

"Did it be pulled from someone else's face?" Meng Li asked.

Shi Fanling glanced at Meng Li and said, "Am I such a rough person?"

"When they see the beauty, they will naturally give this little thing."

Meng Li was silent for a few seconds, pulled out the scales from the fishman's face, and asked them to pull them out with their own hands.

It felt that Shi Fanling was a little pitiful when he was attracted by Shi Fanling. Shi Fanling took the scales from Meng Li's hand and said, "What are you thinking? I exchanged things for them. I never take things for nothing."

"It's so good." Meng Li smiled, very tired. She closed her eyes and had no strength to speak.

But I still tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

After a while, she opened her eyes again. Just as she was about to speak, Shi Fanling said, "Why didn't I find you so talkative before?"

Meng Li had no desire to speak for a moment. Perhaps because his soul was very uncomfortable. She suddenly felt wronged. She turned over and said, "Then I won't speak."

"Say, can you fall asleep if you don't say it?" Shi Fanling said.

Meng Li: "I won't say it."

"You don't have to talk to me after you don't say it." Shi Fanling curled the corners of his lips.

Meng Li: "I won't say it."

"It's not too young." Shi Fanling smiled.

Meng Li ignored him and slowly fell asleep. But she woke up before she fell asleep for a long time. She was still in the sedan chair, and it seemed that she had not reached her next destination.

The discomfort in her body had not yet dissipated, but Meng Li could barely sit up and it was uncomfortable after lying for a long time. She stood up and saw Shi Fanling holding a hairpin in her hand.

The material on it seems to be those beautiful scales.

The scales are beautiful, but after being decorated and modified by Shi Fanling's skillful hands, they look even better.

"Is it good?" Shi Fanling handed it to Meng Li. Meng Li was a little depressed when she thought about what happened before going to bed. She shook her head and said, "Don't you talk to me? You don't want to see it."

"Why, once a person feels uncomfortable, he becomes coquettish?" Shi Fanling asked with a smile.

Meng Libi started: "Not that."

But indeed, I feel like I am sick and I am still a little angry now.

Even she felt that she was inexplicable.

Perhaps I put aside everything and began to want to be my true self in the last period of my life, and want to become more at will, so that I won’t feel a loss if I die in the end.

"Okay, let's show it to me." Meng Li still stretched out his hand, Shi Fanling handed the hairpin to Meng Li's hand, and Meng Li looked over and over again.

"How is it?" Shifanling asked.

Meng Li said: "I have too little knowledge and can't find any good adjectives, I can only say one beautiful sentence."

"Do you like it?" Shifanling asked.

Meng Lixiao, do women have resistance to this kind of thing?

Beautiful.

Seeing her laughing, Shi Fanling stood up, picked up the hairpin from Meng Li's hand, and put it on Meng Li's head with his own hands. He said, "I'll give it to you."

"I saw that fish before, and I thought it was very suitable for hairpin."

Meng Li: "It turns out that I had a plan."

She stretched out her hand and touched the hairpin. Before she could even take a closer look, she was put on her head. Shi Fanling said, "Wear it, wear it, beside me every day, and I can appreciate my masterpiece every day."

"Okay." Meng Li smiled: "Thank you."

"You have the intention."

"Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I can do something and plan for time." Shi Fanling said.

He took out a mirror and asked Meng Li to look at her in the mirror.
Chapter completed!