Raising Octopus Juvenile

Before Lenny kissed, Cecil already felt that he could not breathe.

She was like a poor drowning person, struggling to escape from this waters, but her body sank involuntarily, and she could only cling to the only existence in front of her.

He is like her survival tree, and like her ocean.

She was unable to extricate herself.

Lenny rubbed Cecil's lips lightly, and a cold breath brushed her blushing cheeks. Cecil wrapped his arms weakly around his waist, eyes half-opened and half-closed, and gradually gave up the struggle.

Suddenly Alex's eager cry came from a distance.

"Cecile, I can't stop it, run!"

Cecil became sober in an instant, she immediately raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice—

Flocks of mermaid and snail girls are chasing behind Alex, like migrating salmon, densely packed with great momentum, they swim quickly in the mud, screaming one after another, making people feel scalp and hairy. numb.

Although this scene was terrible and Alex was running pitifully, Cecil seemed to have seen a savior.

She even saw the dazzling light above Alex's head!

Alex used the energy of feeding and ran away frantically in the direction where they were. Seeing this, Cecil immediately patted Lanny on the shoulder, urging him with a very grateful tone: "Hurry up, Alex is here. , Hide it soon."

"..."

Lanny's expression was visibly uncomfortable to the naked eye. He let out a short cold snort from his nose, then put away his tentacles, and his figure was enveloped by the rising black mist.

In the next second, Cecil felt a cool thing crawling on his shoulder.

Fortunately, he didn't say angrily "I'm going to kill this man".

Cecil took a long sigh of relief, stood still, straightened his weak back, and then watched the panting Alex run in front of her.

"Cecile, run away, my sacred spar gun can't be taken out anymore. If we don't run away, we will have to die here tonight..."

Cecil glanced at the fast-swimming school of fish, took a deep breath, and then she-

Run decisively.

Alex: "???"

Alex: "Wait for me!"

The two quickly shuttled through the dark fishing village. The cry of the mermaid was sharp and piercing, just one made people horrified, not to mention the crowded crowd. Cecil asked Alex as he ran, "Did you have so many when you came before?"

Alex nearly collapsed and shouted, "How could it be possible! I can't get out with so much, okay!"

Cecil: "Then how come so many mermaids pop up this time?"

Alex was about to cry: "You ask me who I want to go!"

Cecil felt that the odds of running this way were not good. After all, the fishing village is full of mud and mud, and this kind of bad site is very unfavorable for them.

She asked Alex to take out all the remaining potions in the backpack, and pour them back bottle after bottle.

Part of the mermaid was splashed, and the swimming movement slowed down. Cecil took the opportunity to release the spell. The flames spurted out one after another. The mermaid suddenly screamed harshly, and the air exuded the weird smell of scorched meat. odor.

Alex ran and cheered: "Go ahead and burn them to death!"

Cecil said calmly: "I can only burn a mermaid, I can't do anything when I meet a snail girl..."

Alex: "Then let's run away!"

Under Cecil's continuous spell attacks, most of the mermaid rushing in front were killed and injured. The snail girl in the back could have been able to leap over, but because the mermaid's bodies were stacked together, cleverly blocking their way, for a while, Cecil and Alex actually got a little breath.

After a long marathon race, they finally escaped outside the fishing village.

The surviving mermaid stayed at the entrance of the fishing village. There was no water or mud outside the village. They could only crawl slowly on the dry land, dragging their rotting body like a huge maggot.

"Oh-" Alex started again.

Cecil interrupted him impatiently: "Don't throw up, it's not that you haven't seen it."

Alex vomited for a long time without vomiting anything, so he had to give up angrily. He looked at the disgusting mermaid in front of him, tried to diverge his thoughts, and then suddenly "Huh".

"Cecile, I seem to have seen your little boy servant just now."

Cecil paused slightly: "You have hallucinations, the mermaid smell is so unpleasant, maybe they secretly release some hallucinogenic gas."

Hearing this, Ericston was shocked: "Huh? Then I won't be in danger, am I?"

Cecil glanced at him faintly: "Don't think about it, you won't get caught."

Alex was so scared that he quickly emptied his brain, covered his head, and didn't dare to think about anything.

Cecil secretly breathed a sigh of relief looking at his silly look. After a few seconds, she suddenly remembered that there seemed to be one missing person, so she asked, "By the way, where's Marty?"

Alex replied while emptying his brain, "I was entangled by a mermaid, and he took my Saint Quartz gun. Maybe he's still fighting right now."

Cecil: "?"

"Are you sure?" She asked with an incredible face, "Do you believe this?"

Alex's eyes fluttered with a guilty conscience: "I tried my best, you see, I even gave him the gun... Hey, let's leave him alone, it's important to escape, let's keep running!"

Cecil gave him a very contemptuous look.

The mermaid was still crawling. At this speed, I felt that he would not be able to climb a kilometer until dawn. Cecil was not very worried. But those snail women are not sure. Although they are still trapped behind the narrow entrance of the village, when these mermaids climb out of the entrance, the snail women who are stuck behind should also be able to come out. They are not as weak as the mermaid. Once they are caught up, they can only ask the hidden little octopus for help.

Cecil didn't want to ask little octopus for help, he always felt that he would take this opportunity to ask for something.

So after a brief weighing, she decided to give up Marty, whose life or death was unknown, and flee here first.

Cecil took a break, threw the last bottle of paralysis at the mermaid, and once again released a whistling blue flame.

The mermaid was burnt and sizzled with oil, and as the flame went out, the green juice flowed all over the place, and quickly penetrated into the soft soil.

Alex was about to throw up again, and Cecil slipped the end of the empty bottle into his mouth.

"Hurry up." She grabbed his shoulders and turned to leave when Alex suddenly yelled.

Cecil frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Alex opened his eyes wide, stretched out his hand vigorously, and pointed at the entrance of the dark fishing village.

Cecil took off the glass bottle in his mouth and looked at it in the direction he was pointing.

In the cold moonlight, a slender blond man was walking towards them.

He held the familiar silver spear in his hand, with a sharp tip, shining brightly in the dark, as dazzling as his hair. This spear inlaid with sacred spar fell in his hand and looked so matched, as if only at this time, it was a real weapon.

Alex said excitedly: "My gun!"

Cecil: "You lost it, so I am ashamed to say it belongs to you."

Alex was choked with her cheeks flushed: "So what, I bought it for a big price!"

Cecil shook his head, shifted his gaze, and looked at Marty who had escaped from the dead.

Perhaps it is not appropriate to use the word escape from the dead to describe him, because every step and every movement of his looks so easy, as if he is not escaping, but strolling in the cold moon night.

Marty appeared from behind the mermaid school.

The mermaid and the snail woman spotted him immediately, their eyes lit up, and they rushed over fiercely like a hungry wolf seeing a plump lamb.

Marty raised the sacred spar gun, with a rumorous smile on his face, and stabbed a mermaid oncoming to death with a single shot.

The mermaid screamed, and Marty stepped on its swollen face and pulled out the spear.

Another mermaid swam over and hugged his slender and powerful legs. He lowered his eyes and looked down at the ugly creature. He raised his hand mercilessly. The spear pierced the mermaid’s throat, and the matt twisted slightly. , The swollen fish head fell into the swamp.

The man's action to kill the mermaid was clean and neat, revealing a cruel and cold beauty. However, his expression was completely opposite to it, from beginning to end, that deep and beautiful face carried a gentle smile.

This huge contrast blends perfectly in his body, creating an almost fascinating distortion, which makes people tremble, but they can't look away from following.

Cecil thinks this should be regarded as a kind of personality charm of Marty. If he is not satisfied to be an ordinary down-and-out nobleman, but to be a mafia leader, he might be doing well.

Of course, she now thinks more about whether Marty will stab her and Alex together, after all, the two of them have already given up on him, and never thought he could come out alive...

Cecil stared at Marty's every move seriously.

He carried the silver spear alone, and moved freely in the mermaid pile. Not only that, he could accurately pierce the soft flesh of the snail girl. For a time, the monsters were so stricken by him that he did not dare to approach and could only surround him. , Looked back at him unhurriedly out of the fishing village.

"Are you waiting for me here?" Matty came to Cecil and Alex and asked with a smile.

"..."

Alex could not speak in shock, his eyes widened, like a frightened deer.

Cecil nodded naturally: "Yes, we are just about to go in and save you."

"It turned out to be so, I'm sorry, I worried you." Marty smiled and seemed to accept this statement.

Cecil said calmly: "It's fine if you are fine."

Marty smiled slightly, and handed the blood-stained holy spar gun to Alex, speaking warmly and sincerely, and his casual demeanor revealed the peculiar nobleness and elegance of the old nobleman: "Thank you for your weapon, and give it back to you. "

For some reason, Alex suddenly felt that the word "weapon" was particularly ironic when he said it.

He embarrassedly took the holy spar gun, avoiding his sight, and sullenly suggested: "Let's go back quickly, so that nothing else can catch up."

Cecil nodded in favor, and Marty had no objection.

The three turned and walked in the direction they had come, and Cecil gradually slowed down and deliberately fell behind the other two.

She turned her face slightly and whispered to the transparent little octopus on her shoulders: "There are many mermaids left there. Would you like to eat it?"

The broken hair around the ear was gently blown by a gust of wind, and something vaguely passed through the pure white hair in the dark. Cecil guessed that the little octopus had raised its tentacles, maybe they were waving them happily at the moment.

"Then go quickly, I'll wait for you in front." She couldn't help but smile softly.

The familiar, soft, cold touch of her cheek was pressed, and then the weight on her shoulders disappeared, and the transparent little octopus crawled down her arms.

"Cecile?"

Marty, who was walking in the front, suddenly turned sideways and looked over with a smile, "Who are you talking to?"