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Chapter 5142 Potion

The old helmsman looked down at him, sighed silently and shook his head: "This is because you are drunk. I can't remember what I said tomorrow, otherwise I wouldn't tell you... Our illness is just premature death... Do you understand it if you die! Without the medicinal properties of the potion, our tribe members die earlier and earlier! Only those who can maintain a pure bloodline can live long..."

Feng Chenglin's heart -

He died prematurely!

Death!

You all lived to be 100 years old, and you still died prematurely!?

Then what is the name of him who dies after living for sixty or seventy?!

Will you still let people live?

"You should have heard that the lifespan of our mermaids is different. Some live to five hundred years old, while others are only about one hundred years old... And as time goes by, fewer and fewer people with potions and blood are getting older, which leads to the demise of our mermaids..."

"Oh..." Feng Chenglin suddenly stretched his tail sound and nodded with a sudden realization: "I understand... what you mean is that you... will die?! I will die too... we will all die..."

"The way to die is different..." The old helmsman sighed silently: "You won't understand what kind of pain we are before death by those who have been cursed! Even those with potions and blood will suffer before death... Because this is our curse! And in order not to suffer, when we detect death, we will first cut off ourselves and be liberated and reborn!"

Feng Chenglin was confused when he heard it, but he couldn't ask too clearly: "You...curse? Where did you come from...curse?!"

"The curse...that is the curse of our ancestors who betrayed our faith, abandoned our masters, and ran for life without permission...this curse is our mermaids' own consequences, and it is our retribution..."

Feng Chenglin said that he finally reached the point, and the human being became a little more energetic: "What master? The master of the mermaids... Does the mermaids have a master? Is your master not yours... king?"

"Of course not!?" The old helmsman directly rejected without hesitation: "Our king is..."

He suddenly stopped and glanced at Chami's cabin with alertness.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and a red color appeared in the horizon in the east.

"It's going to be dawn..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

It's bright at dawn?

Does this have anything to do with your story?

He drank so much wine this night, and his belly almost burst out.

If I hadn't taken the sobering pill in advance, I would have probably been drunk to death at this time!

"I am the king... When I marry the princess, I am yours... king!"

He waved his arm hard and raised his hand hard.

"I am your king...the king who surrenders...the king is me...I am the king..."

"You?" The old helmsman glanced at Feng Chenglin who was limping at his feet and shook his head disdainfully: "If our king is a wild man like you, then I can be the king... Even our current king is not as capable as the old city lord, so how could it be your turn to be the king?"

When he thought of something, he sighed again.

"If our king had some ability, we mermaids would not have to go out to make a living in the past two hundred years..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly thought of what was in the cabin where they lived—

A few days ago, the two of them were really bored, so they roughly looked through the things in the cabin. They were all necessities of life such as salt and bubble.
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