Feng Chenglin wrinkled his nose: "You are the smell of fishy fish, rotten shrimp, and rot!?"

A fool can smell it, the stench in the air!

How can there be any fresh shit! ?

He squinted at Chami with a look of disgust: "Your kid has a strong taste... you like it?"

Cha Mi didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and greeted the tall guy to move forward quickly.

The tall one avoided the master's sight, nodded calmly at Feng Chenglin, followed Cha Mi, and ran forward.

In the east at this time, the belly of the fish had been exposed, and a towering mast in the morning light was faintly visible.

On the flag at the top of the mast, a pattern is flying in the wind.

"San Shao?" Feng Chenglin also found the pattern and couldn't help looking at the matcha.

If he read it correctly, the pattern on it should be the pattern on the face of the Shark Race.

It seems that this pattern is their totem.

"That's the pattern of the sea **** and the **** of fire dancing together... what we believe in is the **** of fire and the **** of sea..."

"You still believe in a lot of gods, huh!?" Feng Chenglin responded casually, concealing his embarrassment of ignorance.

However, generally speaking, a race will only believe in one god.

But the small shark people actually believe in two gods!

"You don't understand, right?" Matcha stood proudly, with a little pride: "Vulcan is our mother god, Poseidon is our father god... To put it simply, they are a couple, and they are in charge together. To our world!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is there such a blessing? !

This is the first time I have heard of it!

"What's your expression?" Matcha looked unhappy: "Don't you have a god?"

"Have"

"Then there is no husband and wife in your god?"

"This one"

"Everything in the world has yin and yang, and then there are all things...If your **** does not have a husband and wife, where did you come from?"

Feng Chenglin became more and more embarrassed: "..."

Where did it come from? !

Naturally it came out of my mother's belly! ?

Could it be that the gods made him out! ?

But right now, it's really not good to discuss such a topic with a girl, so I can only smile awkwardly and stop talking.

By the sea, before Cha Mi and Da Gao jumped onto the boat, some sailors greeted them and knelt together.

"Your Highness, are you back?"

To Feng Chenglin's expectation, these people's faces did not have the image of the Shark tribe.

The head of the sailor was a strong man in his forties. He was topless, barefoot, and wearing shorts with bare knees, completely different from ordinary people.

Because of the wind and sun, his skin was tanned, and in the dim light of the morning light, he was beating with a healthy light.

"His Royal Highness, have you found the princess?"

Cha Mi paused in his footsteps and glanced at him with a deep look: "Stone Bridge, don't do stupid things!"

Shibanqiao froze for a moment, and immediately understood something, and rushed to the edge of the ship's side in two steps.

On the dock, seeing his matcha face instantly sank: "He?!"

"Who?" Feng Chenglin's gossip heart was immediately aroused: "The look in your two eyes... is a bit wrong!"

If he is not blind, the eyes of these two people are somewhat hostile, but there are more other things.

The matcha shut up, biting his lower lip lightly, looking at the stone bridge faintly.

After hesitating for a while, he finally boarded the ship quickly.