Qinglan paused skillfully, catching Jiang Yanyue's interest. After Jiang Yanyue looked at the mermaid tears on her wrist curiously, she spoke:
"Mermaid tears are usually white pearls. Only when a mermaid is about to die, or is heartbroken, will shedding tears of blood, which condense into blood-colored pearls."
Qing Lan pointed at the mermaid tears in Jiang Yanyue's hand, "And the one on your hand is a champagne color with a hint of light gold. It is said that it only appears when a mermaid cries for the first time, and the mermaid must be strong enough."
"These mermaid tears are extremely valuable. They can protect the female who wears them from all diseases and slowly nourish her body, making it better and better."
"The great Kunlun High Priest of the previous generation exchanged a floating island in Kunlun for a golden mermaid tear for his female. And you have twelve of them. Your mermaids really have deep feelings for you."
Liu Xia snorted proudly, looking at Qing Lan with a look of satisfaction, "You still have to say that."
Liuxia is not a male who likes to brag, and he feels that doing everything for Jiang Yanyue is his duty and not worth mentioning.
But if someone could speak for him and let the little female pay more attention to him, Liuxia would of course be very willing.
"Liuxia, promise me that you won't cry easily in the future. It's so bad for your health." Jiang Yanyue hugged Liuxia with heartache.
Jiang Yanyue did not feel complacent because she owned many precious champagne-colored mermaid tears. Instead, she felt sorry for Liuxia.
Jiang Yanyue had not twelve mermaid tears, but fifty or sixty. During the confession, she had a whole handful of tears, each of which was a faint golden color.
The better the effect of mermaid tears, the more energy it contains. So where does that energy come from?
From the sad crying merman of course.
When all the energy in the body is taken away by tears, the only thing that awaits the mermaid is death.
"I said, I only shed tears for you. As long as Yanyan is fine, safe and healthy, well..." Liuxia gestured with a huge gap with her hand, "Love me a little more, and I won't be able to cry even if I want to."
"So many! I think you are dreaming!" Wu Chen and Nan Xing said in unison, and Wu Chen, who had been dozing off, became a little more awake.
Jiang Yanyue chuckled and snuggled up to Liuxia affectionately.
After I became strong inside, it became quite interesting to watch my husbands bickering with each other.
Qinglan watched enviously from the side, and was tired of expressing his desire to join this family.
The little female was so pretty, and her every frown and smile hit Qinglan's heart accurately. She also cared about her partner. Qinglan was so moved that he went crazy.
In modern terms, Qinglan is a face-chaser, an even more thorough-going face-chaser than Jiang Yanyue.
Although making friends mainly depends on the animal's quality and personality, appearance will not be the decisive factor.
But only a good-looking appearance can stimulate Qinglan's "social phobia mode" (social terrorist), allowing him to understand the interesting soul through the beautiful appearance.
As for the interesting souls living in the not-so-gorgeous bodies, there are always regrets in the world, and missing out is also an important part of animal life.
After a lively meal, Jiang Yanyue certainly did not forget to save a portion for Yi Yuan.
Nanxing gave both patients spiritual spring water. Qinglan was born in Qixia Mountain and was not a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. Space and spring water were not rare things to him. Taking them out openly could better reflect Jiang Yanyue's worth.
After all, Qinglan’s desire to join is like a Husky let out of the wind, and it’s impossible to stop it.
But Jiang Yanyue’s mind is now on Yi Yuan. Their first meeting was not very pleasant, and Jiang Yanyue has no thoughts in that regard.
The males also didn't want Qinglan, the second-in-command of Qixia Mountain, to think that Jiang Yanyue was a female from a small tribe, thus giving him an inexplicable sense of superiority.
After Qinglan was clearly rejected once, he tactfully did not bring it up again. Qinglan could also see that the timing was not right. If he could not improve his impression on the young female, he had to at least maintain it and not let it get worse.
Nanxing only symbolically fed Qinglan some diluted holy spring water. Jiang Yanyue was probably the only one present who noticed that Qinglan's body was charred and his injuries were serious.
But the males all knew that if Qinglan was only at level one or two, such a burn might really hurt him badly, but he was a powerful orc at level seven, and fire of that temperature might not even be able to ignite his real feathers.
Not preventing outstanding males from pursuing females is a basic requirement for married males in the animal world.
After all, with the addition of powerful partners, females will be better taken care of, can share the pressure of survival, and their own survival will be guaranteed.
Having strong males join the family group has benefits for both females and males.
So even though the males in the family were very unhappy, no one tried to make trouble in the face of such a major issue.
Qinglan was able to deceive Jiang Yanyue and come to her house to "recuperate". This was his ability.
As for Yi Yuan, Nan Xing drank 20 bottles of holy spring water in a row, but Yi Yuan still did not wake up. Moreover, Yi Yuan's body was like a funnel. So much holy spring water had no effect on repairing his injuries.
"How could this happen?" Jiang Yanyue looked at Yi Yuan, whose eyes were tightly closed, and couldn't help but choked up. "Last time you fought, you were seriously injured, and the Beast Spirit Liquid was enough to save you. This time, Yi Yuan just spit out a mouthful of blood, how could it be useless?"
When the males saw Jiang Yanyue crying, they all tried to comfort her, but they didn't notice what she called the holy spring water.
Wu Chen couldn't bear to see Jiang Yanyue cry, so he immediately started to treat Yi Yuan.
The high priest Wu Chen is the real "witch doctor". He has both qualities and is proficient in both. His medical skills are even more profound than Shang Lu's.
I am not afraid of Chinese medicine practitioners smiling, but I am afraid of them looking down.
Only then did Jiang Yanyue understand the horror of this sentence.
"Yanyan, breathe quickly." Liuxia patted Jiang Yanyue, and Jiang Yanyue took a deep breath.
Jiang Yanyue looked at Wu Chen's solemn expression and even forgot to breathe.
Wu Chen had finished his diagnosis by then, and he stood up and left, saying indifferently, "Go home. Even if he is innocent, I will not let you and Yi Yuan be together."
"Why?"
Wu Chen suppressed his sleepiness and said seriously, "It doesn't matter whether he is innocent or not. A male with only ten years to live is not qualified to have a partner."
"What..." Jiang Yanyue was stunned at first, then stared at Qinglan with hatred.
Qing Lan waved his hands repeatedly, "It's not me, it's not me! He was already injured before I fought him! He even lost his rank! If you don't believe me, ask the high priest!"
Qinglan felt a pain from Jiang Yanyue's eyes, and looked at Wuchen for help, with even a hint of pleading in her eyes.
No male can accept being hated by the female he likes. If there is hatred between them before love sprouts, how can the flowers of love bloom in the soil of hatred?
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