Chapter 411 The Story of the Guardian God (6)
Only where the moon shadow falls, the sparkling water surface is like a sparkling gemstone, bright and full of beauty.
Look carefully,
A huge snow-white fish tail seems to blend with the soft moon shadow,
Smooth fishtail lines, immersed in the sea,
The shimmering light seems to be unable to cover the haloed scales on the fish tail,
The fish tail lifted lazily and slapped on the water surface,
The water splashed everywhere in an instant, dripping and splashing on the long hair that was as soft as seaweed,
That peerless face stained with water droplets, a pair of seductive and charming blue sea eyes, hidden under the water surface,
The snow-white fish tail swings slowly in the water,
The ethereal and pure voice deep in the sea, slowly, chuckling,
"He was the first to arrive. It's interesting."
The peerless mermaid floated on the coast,
The long hand, as white as porcelain, lifts up,
The fingertips are filled with the coldness of sea water.
When the huge fish tail touched the soft sand, it changed into a pair of strong legs with only a slight change.
The beautiful snow-colored upper body is covered with a supreme Chinese garment woven with moonlight,
The wide cloak concealed that beautiful appearance, the long light blue hair was hidden under the cloak, only half of the snow-white chin was exposed.
He raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the Kingdom Castle on the coast.
An invitation letter in his hand is the most sincere invitation from the king.
Today is the blessing ceremony for the little princess,
As the most approachable sea god, he should naturally take a look.
The man in the snow-colored cloak slowly curled his lips, smiling playfully.
soon,
His figure disappeared by the sea,
The sea is still calm.
The arrival of Sea God Crossel filled the Crystal Palace with a cool atmosphere.
The steps at the door that were crushed by Asmodeus were repaired by him with divine power.
His divine pressure gives people a feeling of spring breeze, not as strong as the dragon's sense of oppression,
There is aristocratic elegance and self-cultivation in every gesture,
In the admiration of everyone, came to the center of the palace,
The king and queen saluted, "Honorable Your Highness Crossel, welcome."
Crossell, the mermaid **** who guards the ocean; is the most easy-going **** among the gods,
certainly,
At the same time—the **** who has the most trouble with the **** of the sky.
Although I don't know the reason,
But everyone knows that Crossel and Asmodeus are hostile to each other,
The **** of the sky and the **** of the sea have nothing to do with each other, they pinch each other when they meet,
Now two gods appear in one place at the same time,
As soon as you think about it, you can tell that the atmosphere is about to cool down.
Crossell returned the gift with a smile,
"I heard that you have a lovely daughter. As a friend, I should come to congratulate you."
The voice of the Mermaid God, ethereal and melodious,
Gently and without losing half a point of etiquette,
The king glanced at the little princess who was still being held by Asmodeus, and his face was slightly troubled.
Oh no,
One is the **** of the sea, the other is the **** of the sky,
Two meet together.
Crossell followed his line of sight and saw Asmodeus in his arms.
He paused slightly, raised his eyebrows,
Obviously, he was surprised.
After all, dragons are notoriously indifferent.
It was rare to see him today, he hugged the little princess.
Asmodeus' deep blood-red eyes met him indifferently,
sneered, lightly ridiculed,
"When you come, the room really smells like fish."
(end of this chapter)