Chapter 1157 A Mermaid without a Singing Soul

Although it is extremely unstable, the color is still condensed, even alive, climbing up the body along the fingers.

Fu Qian did not resist, letting it cover his whole body, and in the blink of an eye he was already wearing a set of colorful clothes.

"Vivian...is that you?"

Not caring about the issue of taste, Fu Qian looked forward. The sealed mouth still did not speak, but there was a sound in his consciousness.

Although he was in a trance under torture, his joy was obviously uncontrollable.

"You're really back... and you're still disguised as a little fish... after all these years, you're still so energetic..."

"There are a lot of small fish outside, are they all made by you..."

"I secretly let some go, I hope you don't blame me..."

"I'm sorry, I know you told me to hide away when we left and not do such things again, but I really miss you so much... They smell like you..."

"I did it very carefully. It took a long time to let one in, so that the voice outside would not find it... You have subdued it, right? I know you can do it..."

…

"Sister, I still can't hear your voice..."

After a brief pause, the voice came with panic.

"Can you get closer? Are you still unhappy? Please don't do that..."

"Although I can't see it anymore, I can still imagine how angry you are..."

It’s a lot of information.

Still silent, Fu Qian quickly summarized what he heard.

First of all, as imagined, the man hiding in the hidden corner was the one who helped the fish people escape from the farm.

Although her purpose is somewhat special.

It sounds like the main reason for doing this is to feel the aura of "sister" Vivian.

This aspect does confirm the existence of Ms. Vivian, but at the same time, there is also a conflict that cannot be ignored.

According to Vivian, she was a mermaid genius who was born outside the Sea of ​​Ashes. She felt inspired by her promotion and came to this dangerous place. Eventually, something went wrong and she was trapped here.

In this story, it is hard to imagine where the role of a sister could be placed.

It even sounded like the other party had been waiting for her return for many years.

Come back, not leave.

There is indeed something wrong with the man on the floating island!

…

These thoughts flashed through Fu Qian's mind for a moment, and the next moment he directly used blood to conquer, truly taking a step forward quietly.

"You... are not Vivian, who are you?"

However, under this operation, the moment Fu Qian appeared, a panicked question still appeared on time.

Really nice, very sharp.

There was no embarrassment of being discovered, and Fu Qian was extremely relieved.

"I'm not."

The next moment he opened his mouth again and wanted to see if the colorful clothes would make his voice heard - and it seemed that it could.

Looking at the body that obviously didn't obey the orders but still flinched instinctively, Fu Qian nodded with satisfaction.

If that doesn't work, the only option seems to be to wake up the little mermaid and force it to translate.

"But don't be nervous, Vivian asked me to come to you."

Although the other party seemed to be unable to resist, in order to prevent an overreaction, Fu Qian still comforted him immediately.

"I carry her scent, don't I?"

"...Those outside have the aura of my sister. I don't believe you..."

His consciousness was quiet for a long time, but Fu Qian showed great patience. In the end, it seemed that after some psychological struggle, the voice sounded again.

"It's normal not to believe it, but after being exposed in front of me, you haven't been hurt yet."

Fu Qian skillfully started the logic rape.

"Do you think other than Vivian, what other force can help you win this friendship?"

"You're right, I'm sorry...does my sister have something to tell me? Where did she go?"

It feels like this person's mental age is a little more limited than that of the Little Mermaid, and the guidance process is extremely smooth.

Of course, there should be reasons why she wants to believe this.

He shook his head before paying.

"She got into a little trouble and there's no way she can come back now."

"So she asked you to come over and confirm my situation? Thank you for your hard work. I'm fine. Please help convey this so that she doesn't have to worry."

The voice in my head said almost immediately, and you could hear the spirit that was trying to be uplifted, and even the pauses between words were trying to be eliminated.

If this "very good" is said by mouth, then it is still a little bit convincing.

Fu Qian sighed and denied the other party's reasonable guess.

"No, I have something to ask her, Vivian, but she is busy, so just let me come to you."

…

This answer was obviously quite unexpected.

But after the shock, Vivian's poor sister's voice turned out to be even more exciting.

"Really? Sister said I can help? But I really can't do anything..."

"Yes, she thinks you have a sensitive and gentle soul."

Praise softly before paying.

The most royal victory is to stimulate subjective initiative in a positive way. Judging from this person's performance, he no longer needs the threat of violence.

"I just need to ask some questions to clear up the doubts in my mind, but from the look of you, are you trying too hard?"

"No, I can, you can ask whatever you want to know!"

The other party replied almost instantly.

"Then when you see my sister again, please don't tell her that I can't move at all."

So this "island" wasn't that big originally?

Fu Qian heard some content from the plea and looked at the disproportionate area behind the other party.

"I'll try my best, but Vivian may be more insistent."

"My name is Fu Qian, so what's your name?"

"Thank you, my name is...Nini Anne."

The other party didn't seem to suspect anything because Fu Qian didn't know his name.

Vivian, Nini Anne, I’m not surprised.

Fu Qian shook his head in his mind.

"Okay, so when did that voice outside appear?"

"It's been many years. After Vivian left, it didn't take long for me to hear it."

The other party's first concern was actually her own concern, and Nini Anne immediately knew everything.

"Because it was imitating my sister's voice, I thought it was trying to trick me into getting out, so I kept hiding carefully and never responded."

"It does learn a lot."

Fu Qian agreed with Nini Anne’s statement.

"Yes, but he can't fool me."

Nini-Anne sounded a little proud.

"How can my sister sing like that?"

Singing is too ugly, isn't it? Sure enough, our suspicion was right.

This sentence confirmed an idea that Fu Qian had just had.

Voices can be imitated, but artistic accomplishment cannot be faked.

That thing without a singing soul.