Chapter 752 - 752 Acknowledgment
Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family
752 Acknowledgment
Even from afar, a pungent smell of blood entered their noses.
After an unknown period of time, the surface of the sea finally calmed down. The heavy rain had stopped, and there was only a drizzle.
A small boat appeared on the surface of the sea. He rowed the oar and shouted at the top of his lungs, âLittle Ou, Little Ouââ
An Xiaoou was in a daze. She hadnât blinked in a long time.
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She thought she heard something in her head. She was in a daze.
âLittle Ou, Little Ouââ
An Xiaoou felt as if her heart had been hit by a heavy blow.
She instantly regained all her clarity. Her throat hurt. She wanted to say that she was here, but she couldnât say a word. She began to wave her hands with all her might and swim towards her family.
An Cheng was about to go crazy. He had only saved the reckless An Lie. An Xiaoou was gone.
He did not dare to close his eyes. He kept wiping the rain off his face and rowed the oar, roaring loudly.
There were still people alive who were rushing towards this small boat with all their might. As soon as they got close, An Chengâs eyes turned red. He took the oar and knocked on them hard. He would never allow anyone to get on this small boat at this time.
In the vast sea, there was no one to rely on. Even if these people were lucky enough to survive the big Kun, they would not get out of the sea alive. They would eventually die at sea from exhaustion.
An Cheng didnât spend any extra energy on these people. He searched around and shouted An Xiaoouâs name at the top of his lungs as he rowed.
âLittle Ou, Little Ouââ
Every few times An Cheng shouted, he would stop and listen. His ears were very good, but in the vast sea, there was only the sound of the sea breeze and waves. There was no response or call for help from An Xiaoou.
An Cheng rowed the boat with all his might. He wouldnât give up.
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An Xiaoou watched as the boat got further and further away from her. She moved her lips, but her throat still hurt so much that she couldnât make a sound.
She waved her hand, and her eyes slowly dimmed.
Something had changed in her body. She wouldnât suffocate in the sea, but it had been too long. She felt cold.
Unfortunately, she couldnât speak. Otherwise, she would have been able to respond to her uncleâs call.
She wondered if her brother was still alive.
However, it was already very good that her uncle was alive.
An Xiaoou let herself sink into the sea.
Death. She accepted this outcome calmly.
The light on the surface of the sea was getting further and further away, and there were fewer and fewer places within sight. An Xiaoou closed her eyes.
She could no longer sense anything. It seemed to have been a long time, but at the same time, it did not seem to be.
There was a burning pain in her chest. She thought that she should swim upstream and out of the water.
Her body had survival instincts, but she gave up on herself and only waved her hands twice.
An Xiaoouâs waist was suddenly pushed up. She opened her eyes and opened her mouth in shock. A series of bubbles popped out of her mouth, and the burning pain in her chest disappeared a lot.
âKunâ¦â
An Xiaoou looked at the shadow under her in surprise. It was the big Kun. Seeing that it was still alive, An Xiaoou was a little happy. This was great.
âWhy arenât you saying anything? Iâve called you several times just now. What are you? Why are you like them? Why can you speak our language? Why did you let yourself sink to the bottom of the sea?â
The big Kun asked An Xiaoou softly.
An Xiaoou opened her mouth. Her throat hurt so much that she couldnât make any sound waves anymore. She could understand the big Kunâs words, but she couldnât speak to respond to it.
An Xiaolu owed it.
She touched the big Kunâs lips and apologized silently.
The big Kun shrank back and turned into a boy about the same age as An Xiaoou. He reached out and pulled An Xiaoou. He smiled at her and said, âIâll take you somewhere and give you a delicious meal. Youâll definitely recover after eating it.â
An Xiaoouâs heart was filled with guilt. She struggled for a moment. She wanted to say that she was not worthy, but the big Kun held her hand tightly. The young manâs clear voice entered An Xiaoouâs ears. âYouâre not a bad person. Youâre very pure. Donât be afraid. Youâre recognized by the sea. Youâre one of us. Iâll bring you there. Weâll take care of each other.â
There were many emotions surging in An Xiaoouâs heart. She didnât resist anymore.
The cold had retreated from her body at some point. She was no longer cold, and her body had become warm.
She didnât have to surface and didnât feel suffocated. She opened her mouth and many bubbles popped up. After the bubbles came out, she wasnât suffocated anymore.
An Xiaoou didnât know where the big Kun was taking her. She felt that this was good too.
Just pretend that the human An Xiaoou was already dead. She was now the fish raceâs An Xiaoou.
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On the 9th of February, the sea was calm.
Su Xiaolu stood on the deck and watched as the crew fished out some broken hulls from the sea. Her heart was calm.
The disheveled Wang Jiang sat paralyzed on the deck, his expression filled with fear. He muttered in disbelief, âImpossible, itâs impossible that all of them are gone. They must still be aliveâ¦â
The torture of the past few days had long broken his mind.
He thought that Li Yu would save him when he came.
However, when Li Yu came, he did not say anything about saving them. Instead, he did not interfere.
At the end of the first month, the ship that was supposed to return did not return. He thought that he was dead for sure. He racked his brains to defend himself before finally getting the chance to go out to sea. Along the way, he prayed that they must have obtained a treasure and not returned for a long time.
However, the ships they met a few days ago said that the big Kun had attacked a very large fleet. All the ships sank and no one survived.
The dilapidated ship floating on the surface of the sea seemed to be confirming what had happened.
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âWhy is this happening? Why am I so unlucky? No, no, I should be luckyâ¦â
Wang Jiang muttered to himself. If Li Yu couldnât protect him, he had no way out.
Su Xiaolu kept looking at the sea and did not speak.
Until Zhou Zhi grabbed her hand and Su Xiaolu looked at him. Zhou Zhi raised his hand and wiped the tears off Su Xiaoluâs face. He handed the wine pot to Su Xiaolu and said, âXiaolu, bid them farewell.â
Su Xiaolu swallowed and said hoarsely, âOkay, thank you, Fourth Brother.â
Su Xiaolu held the wine pot and felt sad.
She had never thought that fate would play such a trick on her.
She thought that An Lie was gone, but when she found out that he was still around, she thought that he could come back safely, but she still missed him.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The fishing boat was gone, and so was An Lieâs family.
What was he thinking at that time? Would he resent her, his Master?
The wine pot was emptied. Su Xiaolu put down the wine pot and turned to look at the trembling Wang Jiang. She said sarcastically, âNow, are you still afraid of death?â
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Wang Jiang trembled and quickly lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Su Xiaolu anymore. He kowtowed crazily and begged for mercy. âMiss Su, please spare my life. Please spare my life.â
Even at this moment, he didnât want to die. In the eel pond, life was worse than death every day. He still wanted to live. At the thought that Su Xiaolu would take his life, Wang Jiang couldnât help but cry.