Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

A long distance away, there is a pungent smell of blood entering the nasal cavity.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sea finally calmed down, and the heavy rain stopped, only a drizzle.

A small boat appeared on the surface of the sea. He paddled the oars and screamed loudly, "Little Gull, Little Gull—"

An Xiaoou was dumbfounded. She hadn't blinked for a long time.

She seemed to hear something in her mind, and she was in a daze.

"Little Gull, Little Gull—"

The calling voice had a crying voice, and An Xiaoou felt as if his heart had been hit hard.

She regained all clarity in an instant, her throat was so sore, she wanted to say that she was here, but she couldn't utter a word, she began to wave her hands vigorously, and swam towards the relatives she cared about.

An Cheng was going crazy, he only saved An Lie, who didn't know what to do, but An Xiaoou disappeared.

He didn't dare to close his eyes, kept wiping the rainwater off his face, paddled the oars and roared loudly.

There are still people alive, desperately coming towards the boat, as soon as they get close, An Cheng's eyes are red, he takes the paddle and hits it hard, he will never allow anyone to get on the boat at this time.

The sea is vast and there is no support. Even if these people are lucky enough to survive from the mouth of the big kun, they will not walk out of this sea alive. They will eventually die on the sea from exhaustion.

An Cheng didn't spend any extra energy on these people. He searched around, shouting An Xiaoou's name hoarsely while rowing.

"Little Gull, Little Gull—"

Every time An Cheng yelled a few times, he would stop and wait for a while to listen. His ears were very good, but in the vast sea, there were only the sound of sea wind and waves, and there was no response or call for help from An Xiaoou.

An Cheng rowed the boat vigorously, he would not give up.

...

An Xiaoou watched helplessly as the boat got farther and farther away from her. She moved her lips, but her throat still hurt so badly that she couldn't make any sound at all.

She waved her hand, her eyes slowly dimmed.

Some kind of change in her body made her not suffocate in the sea water, but it was too long and she felt very cold.

It's a pity that she can't speak anymore, otherwise she would be able to respond to her little uncle's call.

I don't know if my brother is still alive.

But the little uncle is alive, which is already very good.

An Xiaoou let himself sink into the sea.

Death, she accepted the result frankly.

The light on the sea surface was getting farther and farther away, and there were fewer and fewer places within sight. An Xiaoou closed his eyes.

She can't feel anything anymore, it seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that there is nothing.

There was a burning pain in her chest, and she thought she should try to swim up and out of the water.

The body has the instinct to survive, but she gave up on herself and just waved her hands twice.

The waist was suddenly pushed, An Xiaoou opened her eyes, she opened her mouth in shock, a series of bubbles came out of her mouth, and the burning pain in her chest disappeared a lot.

"Kun..."

An Xiaoou looked at the shadow under her in amazement, which was the big kun. Seeing that it was still alive, An Xiaoou felt a little joy in his heart, it was so good.

"Why don't you speak? I called you several times just now. What are you? Why are you like them, but you can speak the words of our fish clan? Why did you let yourself sink into the bottom of the sea?"

Da Kun asked An Xiaoou in a low voice.

An Xiaoou opened her mouth. Her throat was so sore that she could no longer utter a sound wave. She could understand Da Kun's words, but she couldn't respond to them.

For it, An Xin has a debt in his heart.

Touching Da Kun's lips, he silently apologized 'I'm sorry'.

Big Kun shrank back and turned into a boy who was about the same size as An Xiaoou. He stretched out his hand to hold An Xiaoou, smiled at An Xiaoou, and said, "I'll take you to a place, and I'll give you one." It's delicious, and you'll be fine if you eat it."

An Xiaoou's heart was full of guilt, she struggled a bit, she really wanted to say that she was not worthy, but Da Kun held her hand tightly, and the young and clear voice came into An Xiaoou's ears: "You are not a bad person, you are very good." Pure, don't be afraid, you are recognized by the sea, and you are also a member of the fish clan, I will take you there, and we will take care of each other."

There were many emotions rushing out of An Xiaoou's heart, and she didn't resist anymore.

The cold did not know when it retreated from her body, she was no longer cold, and her body became warm.

She doesn't need to surface, and she doesn't feel suffocated. When she opens her mouth, many air bubbles come out. After the air bubbles come out, she is no longer stuffy.

An Xiaoou didn't know where Da Kun was taking her, so she thought it was good.

Let's just assume that An Xiaoou, a human being, is dead. Now she is An Xiaoou, a fish clan.

...

On the ninth day of February, the sea was calm.

Su Xiaolu stood on the deck, watching the crew fish out some broken hulls from the sea, feeling nothing in his heart.

Wang Jiang slumped on the deck in a state of embarrassment, his expression full of horror, and he murmured in disbelief: "Impossible, it's impossible that all of them are gone, they must still be alive..."

These days of torture had already broken his mind.

He thought Li Yu came and would save him.

But when Li Yu came, he didn't even say to help, but didn't intervene.

At the end of the first month, the ship that was supposed to come back didn’t come back at all. He thought he was going to die, so he racked his brains to justify himself, and finally got this opportunity to go to sea.

They are all praying, they must have hit the treasure, and they will not return for a long time.

But the boat I met a few days ago said that the big kun attacked a large fleet, and all the boats sank, and no one survived.

The broken hull floating on the sea seems to confirm what happened.

"Why is this happening, why am I so unlucky, I shouldn't, I shouldn't, I'm lucky..."

Wang Jiang muttered to himself, if Li Yu does not protect him, there is no way for him to survive.

Su Xiaolu kept looking at the sea and didn't speak.

Until Zhou Zhi squeezed her hand, Su Xiaolu looked at him, Zhou Zhi raised his hand, wiped the tears from Su Xiaolu's face, he handed the wine pot to Su Xiaolu and said, "Xiaolu, do it for them."

Su Xiaolu swallowed her throat and said hoarsely: "Okay, thank you fourth brother."

Su Xiaolu held the jug, feeling sad in his heart.

She never thought that fate would play tricks on people like this.

She thought An Lie was gone, but she found out that he was still there. She thought he would come back properly, but she still missed it.

All the fishing boats disappeared, and so did An Lie's family.

What was he thinking at that time, would he resent her as a master?

The flagon was gone, Su Xiaolu put down the flagon, turned to look at the trembling Wang Jiang, she said sarcastically: "It's this time, are you still afraid of death?"

Wang Jiang trembled, and quickly lowered his eyes not daring to look at Su Xiaolu. He frantically kowtowed and begged for mercy: "I beg Miss Su to spare my life, please Miss Su to spare my life."

Even at this time, he doesn't want to die. In that eel pond, life is worse than death every day, and he still wants to live. When he thinks that Su Xiaolu will kill him, Wang Jiang can't help crying .