The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Merpeople cleaned themselves very simply. Shen Yanxiao didn’t take much time to clean up. Without the

pungent smell of blood, she nally relaxed her breath, but in her throat, there seemed to be an aftertaste

that made her sick to her stomach.

Shen Yanxiao swung her shtail, and the feeling of swimming in the water was quite wonderful, as if she

had become one with the surrounding sea, a completely dierent feeling from other races.

“Just what is a multicolored mermaid?” Shen Yanxiao looked at the beautiful scales on her shtail and felt

that it was not too much to say that they looked ornaments.

She was unable to check whether there had been any changes within her body because all her strength

was suppressed by the handcus, and the only thing she could feel was the power of Neptune’s trident,

which continuously transmitted divine power into her body. Shen Yanxiao had to spend a lot of eort to

concentrate all the divine power on Xiu.

“Xiu, you must wake up quickly.” Shen Yanxiao gently caressed and stroked the trident in her hands. Being

trapped in the hometown of the merfolk by Satan was denitely a nightmare. If she could not solve all

this, then she could just forget about leading the alliance against the invasion of the Devil Race in the

future.

Shen Yanxiao sighed in the room. She did not intend to leave the room; she refused to see Satan for a

while. Anyway, Satan’s nasty taste had always been unacceptable, whether she was present or not.

But some devil bastard did not seem to want Shen Yanxiao to hide like an ostrich.

A series of rapid knocks interrupted her thoughts. She could only open the door.

What appeared in front of her eyes were the two beautiful mermaids. Only, at the moment, their faces did

not have a trace of anger; instead, their slightly opened eyes carried the despair and panic of death as the

ruddy corners of their mouths were stained with bright red blood, and their chests had two dazzling

blood holes that told people the cause of their death.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw such a horrifying image, so that Shen Yanxiao’s heart trembled

violently.

“Ah, the tears of the merfolk are truly very beautiful, aren’t they?” Satan threw the two dead mermaids

aside. His blood-stained hands were holding many beautiful diamond-like beads. Each bead was soaked

with blood.

“…” Shen Yanxiao looked at Satan and said nothing.

“Adding these last two, it’s exactly 108. They can be strung into a necklace. Since you gave me one, I will

also give you a gift.” Satan didn’t care about Shen Yanxiao’s silence at all. He just ddled with the beautiful

merpeople’s tears, penetrating each one with black mist, connecting them one by one with a silvery-white

thread, and put them on Shen Yanxiao’s neck in a domineering way.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Satan looked at the bloody bead necklace around Shen Yanxiao’s neck, and his thin

lips outlined a satisfactory smile.

Soaked in blood, the tears of the pure merpeople appeared unusually sad and beautiful. The faint sea

water wiped the blood o the beads bit by bit, until their original color was restored.

The tears of the merfolk, each the only tear one would leave in their life, were indeed very beautiful.

Even the purest gem in the world could not be its equal.

However, this kind of beauty was really so cruel. Each one represented the tragic death of a merperson.

Hidden under this beauty were the mournful cries trapped in hell.

Shen Yanxiao knew that all the merpeople in the hall had turned into the string of beads around her neck