Chapter 1710

Cynthia's boat was floating on the sea. Her face was pale and looked at the sea in the distance. The explosion over there lasted almost a moment and disappeared. The whole ship could no longer be found, only crying for help.

Is this... What one can do?

No, she's not a human, her Mermaid, a sea demon

Cynthia's body was stiff. After a few minutes, there was a surge of excitement in her heart. She finally left the ship. She didn't have to face the big and dirty men, nor the unscrupulous looking and moving of those men.

She is finally free!!

But Cynthia's excitement did not last long. The sea breeze began to blow without warning. The small boat with little weight fluctuated with the waves, and the dark clouds in the distance were pressing here.

A storm is coming——

Cynthia's residual excitement was replaced by fear.

The most frightening thing on the sea is the storm. Even if the big ship meets the storm, the probability of surviving is very small, not to mention her life boat with nothing.

"Puff --"

The sea splashed with water waves, the faint blue light flashed across the sea, and a head came out next to Cynthia, "don't you go, wait to die?"

The crisp voice was like a life-saving straw in a storm. Cynthia's flustered mind pulled back in an instant. She looked at the people lying on the side of the ship. The faint fire in the distance reflected her side face. The perfect side face seemed to be carefully drawn with paint, which was soul stirring.

Clusters of small fire seedlings beat in her eyes, inexplicable deep terror, and the sea breeze seems to have to bring the meaning of forest cold.

Cynthia jerked back. The waves just lifted the boat. She lost her balance and fell out of the side of the boat and into the water.

The cold sea water wrapped her body. She choked two salivas, barely surfaced out of the sea, turned over the boat and crossed between her and Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng looked at her with an idiot's eyes. Cynthia suddenly turned red. Just now that feeling disappeared, "I..."

Shi Sheng turned the boat over. Cynthia looked at Shi Sheng and climbed up with her hands and feet. She lay at the bottom of the bed panting. It felt more tired than she had done all day.

Shi Sheng swam around the boat. This way of swimming without relying on her hands was quite fun. Cynthia looked at her movements and she didn't mean to help her.

The storm was getting closer and there was not much time for Cynthia to rest. She took the oar and began to row in the direction where there was no storm.

How fast can this boat row? After the storm, Cynthia's heart cooled. Unexpectedly, she was just free today and was buried at the bottom of the sea.

Cynthia didn't want to die, so she tried her best to row forward. She didn't notice when the mermaid who had been rising and falling around her just now disappeared. When she found out, she was left alone.

Are even mermaids afraid of storms?

Cynthia looked back and felt the darkness in front of her eyes. She rowed forward with all her strength. A wave behind her chased her and covered the place where the big ship exploded just now, pushing the waves over.

The power of the sea is mysterious and powerful. Cynthia, an ordinary human, wants to resist this power like a mantis.

Turning the white waves, the boat hit the water. Cynthia fell into the water again. The surging vortex on the bottom of the sea made people unable to struggle. No wonder mermaids were afraid of storms.

I'm still dying.

……

Blue sky and white clouds, sea breeze slowly.

The waves washed the sand on the shore, washed some sea creatures up to the shore, and seagulls flew around.

Cynthia opened her heavy eyelids slowly. She stared at the blue sky above her head and blinked several times.

"Hell is so beautiful."

"What's wrong with you? Shit, it's saved in vain." A familiar voice suddenly sounded nearby.

Cynthia suddenly sat up and looked at the man sitting on the sand. She stared slightly and blurted out, "are you dead, too?"

"..." sure enough, I'm out of my mind. Shi Sheng grinned with a bad smile, "it's me, I'm dead too."

Cynthia felt that Shi Sheng smiled a little terrible. She held her arms tightly, but suddenly tightened them the next second. She still had body temperature... Cynthia pinched herself again and felt pain.

She swallowed her saliva and looked carefully at Shi Sheng. Shi Sheng thought she found herself not dead. Who knows, she said, "there seems to be no difference between dead and living..."

Shi Sheng: "... Throw her into the sea. Shit, saved a fool.

Shi Sheng didn't care about her. He lay on the sand and practiced shaking his legs while thinking about life.

She's a fish now, so what's fengci?!

Shi Sheng's brain flashed all kinds of strange creatures in the sea. He quickly stopped the brain hole and couldn't help shivering. My baby shouldn't have such strange fengci, refuse Da!

The important thing is, where are you going to meet her daughter-in-law?

Don't worry about the varieties. You have to meet them first!

"Are we going to stay here all the time? Is there no difference between hell and the world we live in?" Cynthia climbed beside Sheng with her hands and feet, "I always thought hell was terrible. There were all evil spirits..."

Cynthia paused suddenly, as if she had realized, "are we in heaven?"

Shi Sheng: "... Throw her into the sea!!

"We must be in heaven. Only heaven can be so peaceful. I didn't expect I could go to heaven Balabala..." Cynthia became more and more excited. The shadow of death seemed to be diluted by going to heaven, which is no longer worth mentioning.

Shi Sheng sighed that some people's thinking is really strange.

"You're not dead." Shi Sheng said quietly, "don't dream."

It's heaven!

If Heaven looks like a ghost, who yearns for it? Is it stupid!

Ah, I must have lost my mind. I don't have the same view as the mentally retarded.

"Not... Not dead?" Cynthia's expression solidified on her face. For a moment, she retorted, "no, it's impossible. Why didn't I die in such a big storm?"

Shi Sheng: "..." this mentally retarded thinking is really wonderful!

Not dead?!

No matter how Cynthia resisted, she had to believe that she was really not dead and that she was still alive.

Compared with knowing that she was dead and entering heaven, Cynthia, who knew she was not dead, was much depressed. She held her legs and looked at the distance with her eyes, "this is a desert island, and we will still die on it." You might as well die.

Even if there is food on the desert island, they can live on it, but the probability of meeting rescue is very low, so they... No, she may live on the desert island for a lifetime.

Cynthia felt terrible when she thought about it. She didn't want to live alone on a desert island. No one spoke. She would go crazy if she was alone around.