Chapter 130
“Dependent?”
Tapir Liang frowned slightly when he heard this, recalling the words of May, which meant too deeply.
“Yes, why don’t we understand, you may just happen to get this rainbow feather?”
May smiled slightly, gently untied the two bells hanging from his belt, and handed one of the golden ones to Tauri.
Tapir looked at the transparent bell in May’s palm, his eyes constantly flickering, but he didn’t take it.
“Tapira-sama, we’re not stupid, it’s just… The fate of the witch, we really don’t want to continue~”
May didn’t care, gently held the transparent bell, looked at his hand and whispered.
Yes, really don’t want to continue.
Hundreds of years have passed, and it has been hundreds of years since the Phoenix King left humanity, but their witches can only repent, praying for the return of the Phoenix King.
If this continues, when is it a head?
Too tormented, the Phoenix King and Lokia’s witch? It may sound tall, but it’s just what it sounds.
They must live in this shadow all their lives, get married and have children, and then wait for generations.
This kind of life is too torturous.
But this wish has been pinned on the obsession of too many generations of revenants, and the May sisters can only grit their teeth and harden this goal.
“You are the only light we can catch at the moment, Lord Tauriang, whether you are really chosen by the Phoenix King or not.”
“We … I hope you will try it hard. ”
“As long as you can free yourself from the shackles of our family, we sisters are willing to serve you with our whole lives.”
Holding the transparent bell in his hand tightly, May pursed his lips and raised his head to look at Tapira, then stood up and took a few steps back, bowing deeply to Tapira.
“Anyway, no matter what, the result will not be worse~”
May sounded again with a faint self-deprecating voice, yes, it was just to continue the endless wait.
And what is there to be sad about?
“So that’s it, sustenance?”
Tapir looked at May, who was deeply bent down, expressionless, and did not know what he was thinking.
Maybe the May sisters are peerless and beautiful in the eyes of outsiders, but what they carry is really only known by themselves.
For a long time, Tapir stretched out his hand to May.
“Tapira-sama?” May Xiu raised her eyebrows, knelt beside Tapir again, and called out softly in confusion.
“This transparent bell, you can put it away as a souvenir.”
Hiroshi raised May’s right hand, opened his palm, picked up the transparent bell and hung it on May’s belt again.
“As for this Seagod Bell, I will accept it, and I will do my best.”
Then Tauria took the bell from May’s left hand and chuckled at May.
Compared with the Phoenix King, it really is Lokia who is very in line with Tapir’s heart.
“Thank you, Tapira-sama.” A light smile rose on May’s delicate face, and he bowed his head respectfully to Tapira.
Tapira’s acceptance of the Seagod Bell means that Tauria is willing to find Lokia and help them solve their family’s fate.
Although May doesn’t understand why Tapira chose Lokia over King Feng, it doesn’t matter anymore.
Whether it is the Phoenix King or Lokia, as long as there is a statue that can respond to their witches again.
May was satisfied.
“May, did you want to develop in other areas?”
After chatting about this slightly heavy topic, Tauri once again cast his gaze to the fiery red sunset in the sky, and asked slowly in his mouth.
Since he promised May to help them, Tailiang naturally will not regret it, and the reward is the five sisters of May.
This transaction is still very satisfying to Tailiang.
“Wherever Lord Tapira goes, we will naturally follow.”
May continued to put her Su hand on Tapira’s leg and gently rubbed it, smiling and whispering back.
The answer was watertight and perfect.
Tailiang chuckled, among the five sisters in May, May is indeed the one with the style of the eldest sister.
Mindful, long-sleeved and good at dancing.
“May, has anyone told you that you are really a superlative?”
“?”
“Don’t care, I’m praising you.”
“If Sura-sama can help us, May is willing to give everything for Tapira-sama to thank Jun for his grace.”
May lowered her head, pursed the corners of her lips reservedly and shyly, and her voice slowly fell into Tapir’s ears.
Tailiang raised his eyebrows and glanced at May, this woman is not ignorant.
“Don’t worry, what I promised, I will do.”
Tapir Liang gently turned the Seagod Bell in his hand, and his unhurried tone expressed that his inner emotions did not fluctuate at the moment.
Joke, really thought he took a fancy to her body?
As a young man in the etheric paradise, coupled with his own ability, Tapir Liang has never worried about the target woman.
May still maintained a reserved smile and nodded gently to Tapira to show her gratitude.
A lot of things and words, there is no need to use too many words to repeat, just know it.
“Lokia~”
Tapir muttered, Lokia, Lokia had a gentle and benevolent personality, in theory, the Lokia clan was the best contact of all the first-level gods.
However, it is not easy to get their Lokia’s friendship and recognition.
And most importantly, although Tapira knows that there are traces of Lokia in the Orange Islands and the Whirlpool Islands.
But Lokia, who lives in the deep sea, is not easy to meet.
“This matter is not urgent, let’s think about the next trip first.”
After pondering for a while, Tapir Liang shook his head, the traces of first-level gods are too difficult to find, and they can not be encountered by thinking about it.
Although with the Seagod Bell, the Five Sisters of May will also inherit the dance, but God knows if jumping up in the depths of the caves of the Vortex Islands can summon Lokia.
After all, May has already said that the transparent bell and the sea god bell have never sounded before they touched Tapir.
Whether the Inheritance Dance can still have an effect is still unknown, not to mention summoning Lokia out inexplicably, and then what?
Chatting or fighting a service war?
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