The Little Mermaid Fell for the Jiaoren 22

Chapter 22: I’m Scared

This was a giant octopus, five to six meters long and weighing over a hundred pounds. Visually, it was more than twice the size of the silver-tail, and its waving tentacles looked as if they could easily strangle the silver-tail in front of it.

The silver Jiaoren standing in the water, however, showed no fear. His cold and indifferent expression remained unchanged from beginning to end. His slitted pupils were fixed on the mouthparts of the giant octopus, which were obscured by its tentacles.

The silver Jiaoren, having lost his reason, instinctively went through countless ways to disembowel it in his mind.

His body subconsciously recalled the battlefield against the Zerg, where the carapaces of those annoying insects were tougher than mecha armor. But with a light flick of a Jiaoren’s sharp claws, the carapaces would be split in half.

The carapace would be forcibly peeled off, with the flesh of the insect still clinging to it. A nauseating, bloody smell would instantly erupt, and the stench of rotting insects would explode in the air along with the insect’s blood.

The Zerg, with their extremely strong reproductive ability, were born to be voracious and cruel. Their blood even contained factors that could induce a violent reaction in human mental power.

The foul-smelling blood splattered all over his combat suit.

Si Jisheng was bathed in blood, and the side effects of being a Jiaoren would be easily triggered at this time.

A Jiaoren who had lost his reason on the battlefield was terrifying. Often, when Si Jisheng came to his senses, he would be faced with a ground full of Zerg corpses.

He didn’t even know which insects he had killed.

Including now, his body automatically simulated how the soft tentacles would be torn apart by the Jiaoren’s fingertips. The dismembered giant octopus would splatter a dreamlike blue blood on the seabed, dyeing the entire sea area.

He would find his accidentally lost treasure in a pile of shattered flesh.

The motionless silver Jiaoren suddenly began to swim slowly. He was like a dormant behemoth, ready to strike at any moment.

The little merman hiding behind the reef sensitively detected the sudden eruption of danger in this sea area. Deng Xi’s heart suddenly clenched. A bone-deep fear was constantly screaming at him to run.

His heartbeat stopped for a moment.

Deng Xi used all his strength to take a difficult breath in the dimness. He flicked his tail fin without the slightest hesitation and swam out from behind the reef, heading towards the gray, sandy seabed behind him.

His eyes urgently searched for the silver-tail’s figure. When he saw the familiar figure, Deng Xi’s eyes lit up, and he increased the speed of his tail flicks and swam over. “Little Mute, get out of here quickly, I feel that there’s danger here—”

His words suddenly got stuck in his throat. Deng Xi froze in place.

A giant octopus that had appeared in this sea area at some unknown time, a silver-tail with his back to him, motionless. The merman’s sixth sense told Deng Xi that the source of all his fear was there.

He didn’t know if it was the giant octopus or the familiar figure with his back to him.

The Jiaoren’s claws were about to touch the giant octopus’s trembling, waving tentacles when a voice suddenly sounded from behind. The silver-tail’s movements paused. He turned, and his cold silver eyes slowly moved to the figure behind him.

A golden-haired, blue Jiaoren stood in the middle of the vast seabed, at a loss. His blue eyes still held a trace of worry. When he met the vertical, silver pupils, his own pupils couldn’t help but shrink.

The silver Jiaoren’s gaze instantly locked on.

Under that cold gaze, Deng Xi couldn’t make any move at all.

Si Jisheng stared at the blue-tail with a strange expression for a long time, as if he were trying to identify something. After confirming that the danger was smaller, he finally just frowned slightly, turned back indifferently, and decided to deal with the prey in front of him first.

The moment the silver-tail turned, Deng Xi’s tense nerves suddenly relaxed. He watched as the little mute swam towards the giant octopus, which was several times his size. The silver-tail seemed so small that he could be swallowed by the octopus’s tentacles in the next second.

Deng Xi’s eyes widened.

He desperately tried to convince himself that the danger was coming from the giant octopus.

Don’t go.

Don’t go over there!

Deng Xi flicked his tail fin and swam over without hesitation. It was the first time his blue tail had swum so fast, so swiftly. The moment the tentacles were about to touch the silver-tail, Deng Xi grabbed Si Jisheng’s arm.

The moment he touched him, he was so shocked by the cold touch that his gills trembled. Deng Xi had a bad premonition. When the silver-tail looked down at Deng Xi’s hand with a strange expression, this bad premonition reached its peak.

Deng Xi curled his fingertips, a little flustered. “Little Mute?”

“It’s dangerous there, don’t go over.”

Deng Xi tightened his grip. Even though he was so scared he wanted to curl up his tail and hide in a dark corner, he still stubbornly raised his head and looked at the silver-tail.

He could sense that something was very wrong with the little mute right now, but Deng Xi couldn’t just watch the silver-tail walk into danger.

The silver Jiaoren grabbed Deng Xi’s wrist and pulled him in front of him, his gaze fixed on the blue-tail’s fragile throat.

Si Jisheng’s mind was filled with noisy sounds, constantly clamoring. The intensity of his mental power’s rampage was increasing at a terrifying rate with the passage of time. If his comm hadn’t activated the shielding mode, the system that monitored his physical condition would have probably already sounded a deafening alarm, warning everyone to stay away from him immediately.

The bone-deep itch made the Jiaoren’s claws even sharper. He wanted to tear everything apart, destroy everything.

The silver Jiaoren’s fingertips rested on the blue-tail’s delicate white skin. With just a little force, five bloody holes would appear on Deng Xi’s arm. Si Jisheng’s itchy fangs pressed together.

But when he met those clear, sea-like blue eyes, he would feel dizzy for a moment.

The merman’s language pierced through the countless chaotic sounds and struck his heart. It was Deng Xi’s anxious calls, one after another, “Little Mute?”

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Let’s leave here first, okay?”

“Before it shows any intention of attacking us.”

His breathing became slightly rapid, and his fingertips subconsciously tightened.

“It hurts.”

Tears were almost immediately squeezed out of Deng Xi’s eyes by the pain. The silver-tail’s strength was too great. Even though he had avoided the sharp claws, he had still left purple fingerprints on his arm.

His already red-rimmed eyes instantly became redder. The pink flush at the corners of Deng Xi’s eyes made his blue eyes, washed by invisible tears, even more crystal clear.

The silver Jiaoren subconsciously reached out his hand. His fingertips stopped at Deng Xi’s eyelid. Just as they were about to touch, Deng Xi narrowly avoided them.

Unable to touch the beautiful blue eyes, the silver Jiaoren’s fingertips stopped in place, at a loss. He tilted his head in confusion and reached out his fingers again to touch.

Deng Xi turned his head away and pushed the silver Jiaoren’s hand away, wishing he could be as far away from that sharp claw as possible. His tearful merman’s voice was a soft accusation, “Don’t touch me.”

It really hurt too much.

The blue-tail’s rejection made Si Jisheng’s silver eyes narrow dangerously. But his interested prey took the initiative to hold his hand, and the dangerous atmosphere quietly dissipated.

Deng Xi pulled Si Jisheng’s hand, wanting to swim away from here, but no matter how he flicked his tail fin, he couldn’t move him. His little face was red from the effort. “Let’s go, let’s go.”

“We’re not looking for the conch shell anymore.”

Si Jisheng coldly watched as the blue-tail struggled to drag him. He was only slightly moved when he heard the familiar words. He quietly lowered his eyelids. He was clearly a powerful Jiaoren, but a hint of grievance could be seen in his indifferent expression. The syllables he uttered were strange and vague, and he said intermittently, “It… was… eaten.”

The words “conch shell” were like a trigger for the silver Jiaoren.

As if possessed, Si Jisheng repeated over and over again, “Eaten.”

“The… conch… shell… was… eaten.”

The little mute’s state was really not right. Deng Xi was so scared he was incoherent, and he frantically comforted him, “We don’t want it anymore, I-I’ll find a new one.”

Si Jisheng was still repeating those few words, his beastly eyes once again fixed on the giant octopus.

Tear it apart.

The giant octopus’s tentacles spread wide in fright. It seemed to have finally realized that what it had just swallowed was not food. The conch shell’s flesh had long since rotted away, leaving only an empty shell with no nutritional value.

Its horny jaw spat out a blue-green object again. Under the influence of fear, its toothed tongue, with a slight force, created a crack on the outer shell of the conch shell.

A crack that was almost invisible if not looked at closely.

But the Jiaoren’s perfect vision allowed the silver Jiaoren to clearly see the insignificant crack even through the long distance of the seawater.

The hand that Deng Xi was holding suddenly went limp. In a daze, the silver-tail had already shot out like an arrow from a bow, swimming swiftly and charging straight at the giant octopus.

“Little Mute!”

Deng Xi reacted and also flicked his tail fin and swam over quickly.

The silver-tail’s swimming speed was even faster than a great white shark’s. He reached the giant octopus in an instant. The terrifying pressure he brought made the giant octopus quickly spray out a cloud of thick ink. Its soft, horny jaw subconsciously tensed, and its toothed tongue, with a powerful curl, completely crushed the small conch shell held in its mouth.

The thick ink was dispersed by the seawater. The silver Jiaoren, unable to see the path ahead, slowed down and was caught up by Deng Xi from behind.

After passing through a patch of inky seawater, the silver Jiaoren finally saw the threatened giant octopus waving its tentacles, no longer hoping to rely on camouflage, but fleeing quickly.

On the gray, sandy seabed where the giant octopus had just been resting, a few blue-green fragments slowly spun in the seawater, rising and falling, and finally settling quietly on the seabed.

Deng Xi, who was following closely behind, widened his eyes.

It was broken.

The conch shell he had given to the little mute, after being thrown away by its owner, had been pitifully destroyed, completely shattered.

Deng Xi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the silver-tail nervously.

Si Jisheng, who had been stunned for a moment, erupted with an even more terrifying aura in the next second. The slight bit of reason that had been called back by the merman’s language was completely destroyed.

Just as his silver tail fin was about to move, he was tightly hugged from behind. Deng Xi’s blue tail was tightly wrapped around Si Jisheng’s silver tail, making it impossible for him to move.

Their bare flesh was pressed tightly together.

Deng Xi himself was terrified. He buried his head in the silver-tail’s back and said with a trembling voice, “Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, Little Mute, don’t be angry.”

No matter how slow he was, he had finally realized that the danger was not the giant octopus, but the silver-tail he was hugging tightly, the little mute who had lost his reason and seemed not to recognize him.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t be like this, I don’t want this.”

Warm tears overflowed from his blue eyes. Because their skin was touching, the change in water temperature made the silver Jiaoren clearly feel the burning sensation on his back. The claws that had been subconsciously waving behind him instantly stopped.

“I’m scared.”

Deng Xi was not afraid of the little mute, but he had realized that the little mute was sick, very, very sick.

The little merman clumsily comforted him with a soft, crying voice, “Shall I sing for Little Mute?”

After singing, the sickness will definitely be cured.

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Author’s Note:

Made my wife cry (pointing fingers)

Bringing out the crying Xixi for business: Aunts, do you have any milky white milk (nutrient solution) for the little fish to drink?