"Actually, I am a person who respects the elderly and loves the young." Qin Jian lifted the old fishman's neck and smiled sinisterly, "But that was with the cooperation of others."

"That's really just a ring." The old fish man kicked his feet, and the gills on his cheeks opened again, gasping for breath.

"Do you really think I'm a fool? The look you looked at it last night was not as bright as it is today."

"I just see it beautiful. You have to know that you can't see such things under the sea." The old fish man began to roll his eyes.

"Don't challenge my patience, Lord Prophet! If you don't tell me any useful information, do you believe it or not, I will just pinch your neck?" Qin Jian's hand increased a little, and a giggling sound came from the old fish man's throat.

"We have reached an agreement and I have no obligation to tell you any more information."

"That's easy. I'll throw you out now. When the elves who are guarding you come back and see you running out. Do you think they think you are trying to escape?"

"This is not something that the spokesperson of the Month God can do." The old fish man was a little panicked. If he was really thrown out by this person, the conditions he had negotiated during the day would be void and he would be trapped in an unfavorable situation again.

The most hateful thing is that the Fishman tribe will not receive any news, and they will bring all the supplies in a few days, hoping to exchange for their own Prophet's freedom. In the end, the Fishman tribe will make a bamboo basket empty

This moon god envoy is simply the incarnation of the cunning god! The old fishman whispered softly in his heart.

"Let me down, I'll tell you." The old fish man finally compromised because he saw Qin Jian walking out the door with big strides.

When Qin Jian put down the fishman prophet, the old man coughed for more than a day before he recovered.

"Do you really don't know or fake?" The fishman prophet looked at Qin Jian squintly, as if he wanted to see something from his eyes.

"Don't force me to do it." Qin Jian clenched his fists, and there was a crackling sound.

"Don't, there's something to say." The old fish man swallowed. His old bone was definitely not enough for him to remove. "Your ring looks plain and has no outstanding style. Ordinary people may just regard it as an ornament..."

"Tell me the point! I don't have much time to spend with you." Qin Jian interrupted the endless narrative of the fishman prophet.

"Okay, according to my guess, this ring should be a space ring." The old fishman's eyes in the dark seemed to burst out with a ray of light.

"Space Ring?" Qin Jian couldn't hide his emotions. He had never eaten pork and hadn't seen pigs run away? But even if he killed Qin Jian, he wouldn't have thought that the ring he had always carried on his hand was actually a space ring!

"You must know that as a prophet, I have practiced water magic and space magic at the same time. These hidden elemental fluctuations cannot be hidden from my senses."

"Why can't I sense anything?" Qin Jian widened his eyes, raised his fingers, and looked left and right.

"Only the space magician can sense this obscure fluctuation, you stupid!" The old fish man cursed, and then looked embarrassed. The old fish man suddenly thought that he was still a prisoner of others? His face could not be too ugly. "The rest of your elves did not sense it, because of this reason!"

"How could it be a space ring?" Qin Jian couldn't figure it out. He thought that this ring should have a special meaning for his father, so he gave it to him, but now he has transformed himself into a treasure.

"Are you really sure this is a space ring?" Qin Jian couldn't control his excitement.

"There is a great possibility. As for whether it is true, I have to experiment with space magic by myself."

Qin Jian looked at the old fishman with a smile, staring at the Prophet with a very embarrassed look.

"I don't care. It's the same whether I look at it or not. It's not my thing anyway." The old fish man shrugged and said that he had no other intentions.

Qin Jian raised his hand and blocked the old fishman's mouth tightly again, patted the Prophet's shoulder: "If you want to use me to escape, I will persuade you to die. After your fishman tribe brings things over, I will naturally let you go. Also, remember that I have never been here tonight."

The old fish man nodded. He knew that he had no good results when he was right with Qin Jian.

After rushing out of the tree hole, the girls had not come back yet. Qin Jian was about to return to the celebration meeting, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What are you doing here?" Evelyn looked at Qin Jian with a look of suspicion on her face.

"Let's take a look at our prophet friends. Now the entire race is neglecting to prevent it, I just want to be careful." Qin Jian sniffed.

Evelyn frowned and stared at Qin Jian for a while, not sure whether what he said was true or false.

"What? Can I let him go?" Qin Jian rolled his eyes.

"You'd better not have this kind of thought." Evelyn was not polite at all, and the agate bracelet in her hand shook a dazzling light under the reflection of the moonlight.

"Damn!" Qin Jian was speechless. Everyone said that eating people is short and having people's hands is short. This little hoof doesn't have the awareness at all. It seems that the agate bracelet is considered a waste of water.

"If you have nothing to do, go back there, Monica is looking for you!" Evelyn's expression was extremely cold, "But I warn you, don't have any bad intentions to Monica!"

"Are you in charge? Old and young girls!" Qin Jian's vicious words made Evelyn very angry.

The cold beauty's teeth were clenched, and she wanted to do it, but she didn't dare.

"By the way, I asked you to sleep last night... I'm just running away. I haven't finished speaking yet." Qin Jian scratched his chin and smiled. Xiaoyao, I can't cure you anymore.
Chapter completed!