[The shark] Seven years later

Chapter 12

Zhiyan couldn't help reaching out to scratch his face again.

He was very hot, his face was covered with sweat, yet he still had to sit in the arms of the city lord... or Ming Yao, wearing a thick feather coat.

At this moment, Zhiyan seemed to have a different appearance.

He has white hair and red pupils, and wears clothes made of feathers that are not much different from those of the peacocks on both sides except for the color, and there are long and curved nails on his fingers, holding a light white feather fan.

It is exactly the same as Jiugui, the little prince of the Peacock tribe.

Or to be precise, the current Zhiyan has become Jiugui.

In the eyes of everyone, the young son of the Peacock clan probably won the favor of the city lord of the Lost City of Jindu, and he has already behaved intimately. The peacock clan also got their wish.

It looks like everything is about to come to fruition.

Ming Yao leaned close to Zhi Yan's ear and whispered, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhi Yan avoided it slightly, and said, "It's uncomfortable." He was wearing a human skin mask, and he couldn't breathe, and he always wanted to think about where the human skin mask on his face came from.

"Just be patient." Ming Yao comforted him, kissed his earlobe again, and said, "When the matter is all settled, you don't need to wear these things anymore."

Zhiyan fell silent, no longer answering.

He didn't understand what Ming Yao was going to do.

Killed Jiugui, but used him to pretend to be Jiugui?

If he was worried about angering the Peacock Clan, why did he agree to the request of the Peacock Clan and kill Jiugui in the middle?

Zhi Yan couldn't understand the twists and turns in Ming Yao's mind, so he simply gave up thinking about it, closed his eyes and fell asleep in Ming Yao's arms.

He has this ability, once he finds that he cannot resist, he will work hard to adapt.

What's more, this incident has not touched his bottom line.

——In Zhiyan's heart, there is always some attachment and liking for Ming Yao.

Ming Yao looked at the person in his arms with a smile, and then looked into the distance, the Beilu Celestial Clan was already close at hand.

After arriving at the Celestial Clan, he first visited the king of the Suzaku Clan before going to the Peacock Clan.

The Celestial Clan is mainly a branch of birds. Most of the clan members are enthusiastic and happy. When they see outsiders who are tall and imposing, they all stand nearby and whisper, and some of them are even more explicit. They simply stand by Ming Yao and his party. Sing love songs in front of people.

But the innocent Zhiyan was hit by bird droppings from time to time, so he had to put on his cloak again to barely resist one or two.

Fortunately, he didn't stay in Suzaku's territory for long, and Zhiyan's situation got a little better after he came to the Peacock Clan's territory—at least he didn't get hit by bird droppings on his head.

But he was still terrified, he had no experience of pretending to be a person, and he didn't know what Jiugui looked like in the clan, so he had to follow Ming Yao closely, pretending to be a shy young man who was about to get married.

Ming Yao naturally followed suit, he wished that Zhi Yan would cling to him every day, and when he arrived at the Peacock Clan, he asked someone to secretly find out where Jiu Gui lived, and led him to share a room with him.

No one felt weird, but was overjoyed, and was not willing to go into the details of the violation.

But no matter how tightly bonded the two are, there will be times when they will separate. On the third day of the Peacock Clan, the Bird Clan's nature-loving passion for joy and feasting is really overwhelmed. Zhi Yan sneaks out from the banquet, wanting to breathe a sigh of relief , was stopped halfway.

"Brother Gui, you should treat each other with admiration after three days away."

The visitor was wearing a sapphire blue light shirt, revealing a beautiful collarbone. His skin was as fair as jade, with a gentle smile on his face, and he shook a feather fan lightly.

Most people of the Peacock tribe are beautiful, and people can't help but admire them, but no matter how Zhiyan looks at them, he thinks that this person has ulterior motives.

He thought for a while, shook his fan to half cover his face, and blinked.

When the man choked, he felt that "Jiu Gui" was about to become a master, and this was a malicious show to him.

God knows that Zhiyan is wearing a human skin mask and can't control it well. If he smiles, he will only be extra stiff, so he had to think of a compromise, imitating the Kukui way of blinking in memory to greet him—but it seems that things are counterproductive , the face of the person in front of him seemed to be black.

Zhiyan is very innocent.

He looked at the changing faces of the people in front of him, and was a little speechless. He was about to go back when someone grabbed his sleeve and said, "Brother Gui, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you go have a drink? It's also for a few days later." Practice of your Li Clan."

Zhiyan turned back to look at this person carefully, thinking that this person probably came to invite him because Ming Yao was not around, and it was a grand banquet that could not be rejected, so he nodded and agreed.

The bird clan in the sapphire blue clothes chuckled, turned around slowly, with a scent of grass, which made Zhi Yan sneezed a little uncomfortable.

The sparrows in sapphire blue led Zhiyan to a small pavilion in the garden.

Zhiyan walked over, and there were already three colorful people sitting in the pavilion. Seeing Zhiyan approaching, he showed a malicious smile no matter how you looked at it.

"Agui, you're back." A young man in red came up to hold Zhiyan on his arm, and Zhiyan couldn't help shivering at his coquettish voice, "Just after you left last month, I married Aliang I lost my partner, but unfortunately you can't participate."

After finishing speaking, everyone looked expectantly at "Jiu Gui"'s furious anger, but "Jiu Gui" gave him a blank look, and then hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I will ask someone to bring the gift later."

Immediately, the face of the red-clothed boy turned green. Who knew that Jiugui had long admired Luo Liang and wanted to die, but he was so calm at this moment. Could it be that he thought that he had climbed a high branch and it was a big deal?

He thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, he dropped Zhiyan's hand, walked a few steps into the pavilion, and sat down angrily.

Zhiyan was at a loss, he had never encountered this kind of battle, and he didn't know that he had fallen into a situation where he would be jealous and bully when he was too idle. Playing cards out of common sense is actually so unpopular in the clan.

But thinking about it again, just playing cards that do not follow common sense is enough to be hated by people.

Then he walked into the small pavilion calmly and sat down on the vacant seat beside the stone table in the pavilion.

Seeing that "Jiu Kui" refused to accept the move, several members of the Sparrow Clan looked at each other and began to drink.

A glass of persuasion for each person, saying some yin and yang strange words, but Zhiyan couldn't understand, so he happily took them one by one.

Originally, these people wanted to attract people to humiliate "Jiu Gui" when he was drunk, but they didn't expect that in this four-to-one situation, the four on his side got drunker and drunker, and the other party got drunker and drunker. The brighter the eyes.

After all, Zhiyan is a mermaid and a sea tribe, and his acceptance of wine brewed by water is many times higher than that of other races. It is as difficult as heaven to get him drunk.

Zhiyan's eyes were almost as bright as a reflective gemstone, and the four people on the opposite side couldn't help but fell drunk to the ground.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and secretly gave a thumbs up for his actions to solve the enemy without bloodshed.

Zhiyan was a little hot, he loosened his collar, stood up and planned to go back, but just as he took a step, someone lying on the ground grabbed his ankle.

Zhi Yan bowed his head, it was the young man in red clothes just now, his originally chaotic eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had discovered some shocking secret and was about to announce it to the world.

"You, your smell..." He spoke intermittently, and suddenly laughed again, "No wonder...it's hard to change..."

Zhiyan was a little puzzled, squatted down, picked him up, brought him to his ear, and asked softly, "What?"

"Your smell...is emanated by the wine." The red-clothed boy smiled vaguely, and was a little itchy when Jiugui touched his lips intentionally or unintentionally, and dodged softly and grinningly.

"You're not Jiugui!" He suddenly shouted clearly, and laughed again.

"You're not...haha, you're not Jiugui...so I still won...you are...you are..." Suddenly, he stopped moving, and twitched again, with blood slowly gushing out of his mouth.

Zhiyan was probably a little drunk too, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were half closed, as if he was humming some brisk little song. Let him hold the decorative dagger in his hand, and pierced into the chest of the boy in red.

Zhiyan got up, walked out of the small pavilion, and was blown by the cold wind, suddenly sobered up, with a sense of timidity in his body, he hurried back to the banquet, and sat back beside Ming Yao.

"Where did you go?" Ming Yao tilted his head affectionately and asked.

"I killed a person." Zhi Yan paused every word, and whispered in Ming Yao's ear.

Ming Yao was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Zhiyan, seeing his expressionless face, couldn't help laughing, and said softly, "Okay, I understand, you don't have to worry."

Zhiyan relaxed slightly, and leaned softly on Ming Yao's body.

The author has something to say:

The two changes mentioned yesterday may not be realized. I was dragged out yesterday and today... I covered my face, barbecued meat yesterday, and hot pot today. This is the result of growing a circle of meat.

============= Writer neuropathy, weird dividing line of brain circuits =============

Don't worry if you have doubts about the plot and characters, the text will be smoothed out later, it's just a simple bloody plot, and it doesn't affect anything if you don't understand it.

By the way, one more minecraft, the last two volumes of this article will be about attacking perspectives, unacceptable coppers... Well, wave your hand~ Goodbye by fate~