Chapter 309: Frivolous

The estuary of the Perpetual River is turbulent, and the tide is gradually surging. It was the second time that the two sides met, Sina put away his teasing thoughts, and Bran didn't want to show weakness. There is a clear line, and the wind and rain brought by Sina stop here and it is difficult to make progress.
Sina, who was hiding in the sea, looked at the little figure on the river and did not want to show up. It doesn't mind having a fair contest with the villain in front of it, but it always feels that something is missing.
What is missing?
In doubt it tentatively probed. Since the other party dared to face it and dared to issue challenges, it must have its own backing.
Who will take the initiative to face an unsure battle?
And Sina can't afford to lose, because this may be the only chance it can get back the fruit. When I got here, my feelings with the fruit became clearer. It began to call out, but the fruit seemed to be stuck in the cracks.
If the fruit could respond to the call and return to its hands, it would have turned around and left. It began to regret its carelessness again. If a wave was shot on that small sea reef, would the result be completely different?
With this irritation, the sea suddenly rolled up and formed a huge wave and patted it.
A faint vibration appeared at the junction, and the waves turned into sprays before they approached. As a result, Sina's anger also dissipated with the water.
There will be no difference, I can't keep this villain. But he can still run. I shouldn't put the fruit in front of this villain, and shouldn't have the idea of ​​game fishing...
I was a fool! Along with this thought, the wind and rain were violent.
Maybe this little man came for it at that time, maybe he got some hint from the prophecy, so he appeared on the sea reef.
As the thoughts in his heart rise and fall, the sea reef in the memory suddenly becomes clear. It knows what it has overlooked, cat!
A huge vortex formed on the surface of the sea, what about the cat?
The villain sat quietly on the river, but Sina became nervous. Just like then, there is magic resonance. From the beginning to the end, I am not facing a single person, I am so stupid!
How many years has it been? The magic resonated, and Sina suddenly understood why the joking mood arose.
It has had such a partner before, so it understands the difficulty and horror of such two existences at the same time.
The whirlpool turned faster and faster and bigger and bigger, forming a huge mouth on the sea. It chose patience in tension and anxiety. Before finding the kitten, it needs to wait and look again.
The wind and rain gradually subsided, and the sea gradually returned to calm during the moonrise and sunset, and only the faint giant mouth was still proclaiming its existence.
Irene and Maya stood side by side on a small mound, looking at the sparkling water. There, Bran sat facing the faint mouth that could swallow everything, looking so small, lonely, and helpless. The shadow between the waves also seemed to be affected by the huge mouth, making it even darker.
Maya saw her worry and comforted: "Don't worry, he won't lose."
Irene sighed, "I hope he can run even if he loses. It's not that he hasn't run before. He will only leave us the hapless group and bear the anger of that monster."
At this moment, an unfamiliar and slightly jerky voice rang beside him: "He can't run."
"how do you know?"
Irene retorted subconsciously, and then realized that it was wrong. A strange amphibious person did not know when to appear beside him.
"Because I'm here, so he can't run." The amphibious man said lightly, quietly explaining to the ignorant young boy in front of him.
He looked at Maya carefully, looking a little uncertain, "Dragon?"
Maya turned to side Irene aside, then nodded the huge head.
"I didn't expect a pure black dragon." The amphibious man was slightly surprised.
Irene hid beside Maya, holding the hilt and courageously asked: "Excuse me, who are you?"
"Me? Aura, the guardian of the amphibians." Looking at a nervous person and a dragon, "Can you tell me who that boy is? Why did they fight?"
Irene pursed her lips, not ready to answer this question.
"So, can you tell me your relationship?"
"Friend! Good friend!" Before Irene's voice, she was squeezed by Maya.
Ola shook her head. How many years hasn't heard a tone? In the past, he might not care about young people, but today he is in a really bad mood. Someone has to pay the price, so start here.
Just as the thought was about to come up, a voice rang in my ears, "I will answer for them, how about?"
Ola was taken aback, the voice was too close, as if someone was blowing into his ear. How is this possible? Who can approach him without a trace.
Ola's figure flashed, away from Irene and Maya's position. But it drew a burst of laughter, and the laughter revealed the peculiar frivolousness of young people. The laughter subsided a bit, and the joking and malicious voice sounded again: "Don't be nervous, it's just a little way to control the sound. Introduce yourself, Wizard Bran."
On the river surface, the young man slowly got up amidst Ola's stunned mouth, completely ignoring the faint mouth beside him, and stepping on the lingering water waves to walk towards him, but Xina, who had always been tyrannical, did not take the opportunity to make a move.
"You are right! I can't run. But if I were you, I would run as far as possible, and I would never come back. Before you escape, can you tell me why I am here?"
Ola felt that she was facing a madman—a little madman. This little madman is walking towards him with a slightly contorted attitude, as if to show his frivolousness and contempt for him.
"What? Dumb." With the nasty laughter, the boy got closer. "You know, you really hate it! You broke my good deeds. I wanted to talk seriously with the monster in the water and plan to become good friends with it. I prepared the chain, prepared the fishing net, and I was about to succeed. Up.
However, he had to give up. So you have to pay me! "
Ola looked at the boy slowly and quickly, and came to face him in a blink of an eye. He looked down at the boy who looked up at him, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. The advantage of height allowed him to be condescending, allowing him to regain the pleasure of revenge at this moment.
"Okay! Kid, how do you want me to pay you?" Following the words, he locked the boy in front of him, and he was also locked tightly.