Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 212 Feng Rou

Although Feng Siyue had briefly witnessed the current state of the merfolk and was mentally prepared, she still underestimated the extent of Feng Rou's injuries.

“Ali, give her back her heart and scales.”

"it is good."

Xuan Li carefully walked to Feng Rou's side, holding the heart and scales in her hands. "Let's go back."

The scales returned to the fish tail first, and the heart, as it approached the merman's empty chest, actively filled the missing space.

The dying merman seemed to sense something and began to sing silently.

It was amazing; even though there was no sound, Feng Siyue and Xuan Li still heard the melodious voice of the merman.

Gentle and bright, it can rekindle the fighting spirit in the hearts of the dying.

Slowly, the heart began to glow with a soft pink light, and the body began to heal itself.

The woman's hair regained its shine, becoming smooth and beautiful.

The eye sockets where the eyes had been gouged out slowly healed and new eyes grew back.

She opened her eyes, her light pink pupils as beautiful as cherry blossoms in full bloom, embodying purity, compassion, and gentleness.

The tongue, the bare bones of the hand, the fish tail... little by little, they returned to their original form.

The dimly lit basement was illuminated by pink light. If it weren't for the corpses and pools of blood, Xuan Li would have thought he had entered a dreamlike cherry blossom kingdom.

The beautiful mermaid was all pink and wore a pink seashell dress, which was both alluring and innocent. Pink light surged in her palm, and the chains that bound her broke instantly!

Her long hair was slightly wavy, and her pointed ears were adorned with beautiful seashell earrings. Her small, delicate face was so exquisite that it seemed as if it had been sculpted by a god.

The pink fishtail has regained its color and vitality thanks to the recovery of its main body.

The mermaid before him refreshed Xuan Li's concept of beauty, and was also extremely gentle.

Yes, the clothes are just like those described in the book...

open.

This was Xuanli's first impression.

And also, "Feng Siyue, why does she look so much like that stone statue at the west entrance of the town?"

If their faces were any more youthful, they would look exactly the same!

"Are they similar?"

"They look so alike! It's practically a carbon copy of the grown-up version!"

Xuan Li nodded repeatedly in amazement.

Could it be that the deity worshipped in this fishing village is really Feng Rou?

The first thing Feng Rou did after regaining her strength was to ask Feng Siyue, "Where is my mother?"

Her voice was innocent, like a child's, "You know where my mother is, don't you?"

In the darkness of utter despair, for a fleeting moment, she sensed her mother's presence.

The mother was very sad, and seemed to be grieving for her.

A mother must not cry.

Don't cry because of her; she'll be strong, which is why she hasn't given up on living.

Feng Siyue thought of her deceased predecessor, her voice a little hoarse, "Feng Rou, your mother... asked me to take you home."

Come back home?

Feng Rou's gaze was unfocused.

She hadn't heard those two words in a long time.

Qingqing, who had transformed into a mimic, fluttered her wings and said, "Feng Rou, Lady Yao Ji is waiting for you to come home. Come with us."

The mermaid looked in the direction of the voice and saw a silver-blue bird. The voice sounded familiar; she felt as if she had heard it somewhere before.

"Little Qingqing?"

A picture flashed through my mind.

That was a gentle and loving mother, holding a silvery-blue bird and tenderly pointing to the little bubble in front of her.

"Little Qingqing, these are all descendants of the Yaoshan Spirit Cloud Shark, aren't they cute?"

Qingqing initially wanted to cry when she saw her, but the mermaid's words broke her defenses again.

"Who gave you permission to call me Xiao Qingqing!?"

In this world, only Lady Qingmi and Lady Yaoji can call you that!

Feng Rou smiled, her gaze seemingly filled with nostalgia, "Lord Qingqing, Feng Rou is very happy to see you."

These are familiar faces from my hometown.

Qingqing was caught off guard and felt like bursting into tears again.

How could it not be happy?

In this unfamiliar continent, it met people from its hometown, which lessened its sense of bewilderment.

As Xuan Li's eyes darted around haphazardly, she suddenly noticed something. She tugged at Feng Siyue and pointed to the stone wall behind Feng Rou, illuminated by a pink halo.

"Feng Siyue, there seems to be a mural on this wall."

mural?

Qingqing looked over and heard Fengrou's gentle voice.

"In my dazed state, I heard them say that by using my flesh and blood, along with some kind of blood, they could create the legendary creature that could destroy the world."

"It has ten limbs, a body resembling a centipede, a human torso and a fish tail, no eyes, sharp, spiky scales, black, webbed claws, and a shrill voice..."

This sounds a lot like Kasui Onimusha.

In addition, there's mermaid blood, demon blood... or maybe it's a demon mermaid?

Feng Siyue suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "What did they use to synthesize that monster?"

Feng Rou pointed her delicate pink fingertip at the pool behind her. "I don't know, but every time they throw something in, they won't pull the body out for an hour."

Xuan Li turned around and looked at the blood pool. "Is this a transformation pool?"

Qingqing flew to the pool, her face full of disgust. "Whether it's true or not, I'll just boil this pool dry and we'll know!"

It exhaled a wisp of azure lotus spirit fire, slowly approaching the blood pool.

As the blood evaporated, the smell in the air became increasingly unpleasant.

After a few breaths.

The empty bottom of the pool came into view.

After the blood evaporated, there was nothing left at the bottom of the pool.

Besides a corpse, the remaining creature was a strange beetle with its limbs bound, its shell was blue, and it kept spitting venom.