Mr. Bo’s Milk Sweetener is A Mermaid Omega

Mermaid Temple.

Li Xingshuo, the king of the mermaid tribe and a group of mermaids behind him saw off Gu Jingchen, who was about to enter the forbidden area.

“Jingchen, thank you for everything you have done for Luoluo. I hope you all come back safely.”

“My king, Jingchen will definitely live up to your hope.”

Gu Jingchen stood with his feet on the rocks at the bottom of the sea, bent down, and saluted respectfully to the two people in front of him.

After getting up, he glanced inadvertently and noticed a special figure in the crowd. It turned out to be the high priest, Xingtong, who had never stepped out of the temple.

He swung his fish tail suddenly and swam in front of the man.

“Does the high priest have anything else to tell Jingchen?”

The man coughed lightly, a strange look appearing on his cold and aloof face, and then handed a necklace with a crystal ball into his hand.

“If you find that person, give him this communication crystal ball. More than ten years have passed, and I want to see what he has grown into.”

“Yes!”

Gu Jingchen put the necklace in his pocket, turned around, and disappeared from everyone’s sight.

Arriving in the forbidden area, he looked at the aqua-blue halo that exuded a mysterious aura, and his silver-white pupils had a determined expression.

Then he closed his eyes and slowly walked into the circle of light.

In an instant, he felt himself being sucked into a huge sea whirlpool, and his whole body was spinning.

‘Luoluo, wait for me; Your Brother Jingchen is coming to find you soon.’

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At the same time, in another sea area, Bai Junluo swung his fish tail and swam near the wreckage of the crashed cruise ship to look for Bo Zhijin, feeling anxious in his heart.

Suddenly, the surrounding seawater moved, and a waterspout in the distance was moving quickly toward him.

Bai Junluo’s face was startled, and he swung his fish tail vigorously and swam forward, but he still couldn’t escape and was pulled in.

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On the quiet shore, He Zheng clenched his fists, feeling confused and numb at that moment.

It had been so long; why hadn’t Young Master Bai come back yet?

Nothing would happen to him, right?

Just as he was thinking wildly, the unconscious man on the beach gradually opened his eyes.

He covered the wound injured by the explosion, stood up with difficulty, and looked around, but he still couldn’t find the familiar figure, and his face darkened immediately.

“He Zheng, where are the others?”

Bo Sijue frowned; his cold tone mixed with urgent questions.

When He Zheng, who was standing in front of the man, saw him like this, he let out a long sigh and told the man exactly what had just happened.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Bo. It’s all my fault that I didn’t stop Young Master Bai. He hasn’t come back yet.”

He lowered his head slightly, with an apologetic and worried look on his face.

Bo Sijue reached out and touched his extremely painful forehead. His dark and deep pupils were stained with a layer of frost, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of violence.

He clenched his fists and tried to suppress the raging fire in his heart, his tone full of gritted teeth.

“Have you contacted the Chinese side?”

“Not yet, Mr. Bo. All our communication equipment has sunk into the sea. Now we have no way to make any contact with the outside world.”

“Heh, when I find out who those people are, I want them dead.”

The man sneered coldly, a cold light flashing in his obsidian eyes.

Then he raised his hand and twisted his delicate watch a few times. A blue light emitted from the watch, and an electronic screen was immediately projected in front of the man.

He dialled a number on it, and then someone’s voice came from inside the watch.

“Based on this positioning, transfer everyone in the country to me, and remember to be fast.”

“Yes.”

After the simple call ended, the man stood up and walked toward the rising tide step by step.

At that moment, a figure suddenly stopped in front of him.

“Mr. Bo, your injury is not healed yet. How can you get up casually? You’d better lie down quickly.”

An Xianyun’s gentle and jade-like face was stained with a look of deep concern, and he stretched out his hand to help the man’s arm.

However, the next moment, the man turned his gaze to him, a look of disdain in his eyes.

“Who are you? How dare you come to control me? Get out of here.”

Bo Sijue pushed him away mercilessly and walked toward the seaside again, paying no attention to him.

An Xianyun, who was pushed to the ground by the man, looked at the man’s retreating back, holding the sand tightly with both hands. The colour in his amber pupils gradually deepened, as if he had tempered an extremely vicious poison that made people feel fearful.

At that moment, his hatred for Bai Junluo, the man who had attracted Bo Sijue’s attention, reached its extreme. His entire face was as ferocious as a beast blinded by jealousy, exuding bloodthirsty ferocity.

‘Bai Junluo, you bastard, why do you let Mr. Bo love you so much? If you dare to come back again, I will definitely kill you.’