Dangerous City In The Last Days

"Wow wow wow... the beards of these two brothers are so lush, but the pectoral muscles are a bit too broad, and it doesn't match your figure..."

"Huan'er, tell someone it’s best to watch the show quietly. This princess reads someone’s poems well. This viewing seat is just a reward. If someone thinks that the princess is kind and bullying, please help me. Palm!"

Zeng Huan was dumbfounded and stood still, not knowing what to do.

Qin An laughed and sat down at the round table. It was three meters away from the princess’s table. Both tables were filled with all kinds of food. The semi-enclosed space made the guests in the nearby seats invisible, except for the one in the front. Naturally, no other places can be seen in the square.

In fact, there are many such stands around the square, which are all VIP locations. It is estimated that all the spectators inside should be noble people like Linghua, right?

This is not the real rostrum. On a huge high platform 100 meters nearby, the Qingjian king, Linghua's father, is leading the queen and concubines to sit there. Of course, some princes and ministers of the Qingjian clan are accompanied by them. .

Qin An was not interested in quarreling with Princess Linghua. While eating many small cakes, a specialty of the Qingjian tribe, he began to relax and watch the excitement.

Seeing that Qin An had become behaved and quiet, Linghua was disappointed.

Suddenly, the female sword god who had never been in love discovered that it was fun to quarrel with a man... So she began to review her attitude when she just spoke. Is her tone a bit heavy? So the talent is honest? Princess Linghua finally felt what it means to suffer from gains and losses! She didn't know why she was like this, so she began to sulking.

When the festival bell rang, the Green Sword King began to speak. It was a handsome middle-aged man who looked only in his forties.

The first task of the opening speech is to respect the gods and thank it for the life and spirits it bestows. After more than a thousand people walked out, they went to the rostrum and bowed to the king, thanking the emperor for letting them be born.

There are also some magic amplification equipment nearby. Qin An can hear the voices over there without having to turn on the super hearing. He was a little stupid at the time.

"More than a thousand people... are all your brothers and sisters?"

Qin An couldn't help but curiosity in his heart, so he turned his head to speak to Princess Linghua.

"No, it's all my Big sis or Big Brother. I am the last child of my father. Since my father has no more children... This is no surprise. For the Qingjian tribe, the average life expectancy is a few. For thousands of years, there are so many concubines and concubines, but there are only more than 1,000 children, which is considered to be a small number...

The parents of the Qingjian tribe don’t have much affection for their grandchildren, and there are too many children.

Most of these children live with their mothers until they are about 10 years old, and then enter the academy to have a collective life. They can graduate at the age of a hundred, and they can enter the official career if they succeed at the age of 500. If they are mediocre, they can only be ordinary nobles or civilians. The chance to see my father is just like today's Shenyuan Festival.

The large-scale family of the Qingjian tribe has no relatives across generations, such as my father. In fact, some of his concubines were born by his sons, which means that he married his own granddaughter...

This is not against ethics in our world, because of the time span.

Father Wang gave birth to his first son 20,000 years ago, so he saw the eldest son’s daughter decades ago, and he thought she looked cute and let her enter the palace!

The eldest son has not spoken to his father for almost ten thousand years, and naturally there is no family affection. He has become a commoner because of cultivation and Ruyi Scepter. He only hopes that his daughter can win the father’s favor so that the whole family can benefit and return to the noble again...

Ah, I am a special existence in a child. When I was ten years old, I had reached the Realm of the Two Soul Sword Sect, so I have been raised by my father, and now I am a sword god, so I don’t need to be like my Big Brother Big sis. Please kneel down to the father, no one would naively want a sword god to kneel down! "

Qin An stopped Linghua's words and became demented. He was indeed an alien of a different race. Isn't this f*ck too weird?

Princess Linghua looked at Qin An and suddenly smiled badly: "In other words, if you marry a Qingjian woman, then give birth to a son and have a granddaughter, then when your granddaughter grows up, you want to marry her. I will oppose it and I will most likely thank you! Thank you for taking care of the mother clan so that they can contribute to the family and continue to spread their branches and leaves."

Qin An's face turned green, and he waved his hand hurriedly.

Damn, the Chinese were considered distant relatives after five generations before they could get married. Even if the third generation of this Qingjian tribe is not related, it is indeed a strange thing, and Qin An feels unacceptable.

Princess Linghua laughed. In fact, she still knows the people on earth. As an alien, she pays more attention to the natives of the planet, so Qin An's reaction was as early as she expected.

Look at this bad guy, his face is blushing, is he still very simple?

In fact, Linghua really wronged Qin An.

The reason why Qin An blushed was because he had already made up his mind and fell in love with his granddaughter... Obediently, it's so exciting!

After a group of children met the king's father, the king announced that the ceremony of "returning the gift" had begun.

The smile on Linghua's face faded and her expression became a bit solemn.

Qin An found that all the men in the venue were up at this moment, and then slightly bent over to the women around him and said thank you, most of the moved women wept bitterly.

Then this is the ritual. Every man expresses his gratitude to the women around him. Most women will be touched by the word "thank you" and release their long-repressed resentment. The new year will continue. Being a cow and a horse, waiting for a man, and then continuing to kneel and crawl around in front of a man like a dog. This has always been the fate of a woman of the Qingjian clan, and it is also Linghua’s greatest hurt. It is because she wants to break and feels deeply powerless. stem!

Women are so good to deceive. What's scary is not the strength of men, but how many women would rather accept their fate than change?

The ideology that has been handed down has poisoned the souls of most Qingjian women. When they feel that they can bow down in front of men, and when they all feel that women who do not kneel in front of men are unreasonable and make trouble, how should they liberate them?

Qin An understands Linghua and also understands how difficult it is for her to look forward to. The cohesion of a nation can never be easily changed. What is right and what is wrong is even more incomprehensible as a human being on earth. Because most Qingjian women's ideological and moral standards are to obey men, and how many are really as advanced as Princess Linghua? Therefore, when Linghua wants to change the status quo of her family, the resistance not only comes from men, but also from women. If we can't introduce foreign rented blood and population base, this trend is really almost impossible to change.

After the third process is completed, the king finally speaks formally.

First, it calmed the people's emotions, explained the trapped situation, and told the strong in the big family that they are studying how to leave the Magical Beasts territory, but for some reasons, the results may not come soon.

This incident was naturally taken in one sentence, and then the king announced the official start of the celebration ceremony of Shenyuan Day and expressed his blessings to all the people.

When the red tape is over, the opening ceremony of the Shenyuan Festival that people are looking forward to finally kicks off!

"Princess! Look quickly, isn't that Oriental Changqin? This is a well-known spirit-level singer among singers! How can he be in this space?"

"What's weird about this, he is also a participant in this selection meeting. Some people are competitors. It is definitely not easy to be the king of the Green Sword Clan!"

Linghua glanced sideways at Qin An, with a sense of responsibility in her eyes.

She had already felt that Qin An was definitely not an ordinary earthling. He was obviously hiding his strength in the hot spring lake that night, and he didn't even realize it. He was really a super liar.

But even if he is very strong, can he eventually make the list of twenty-four people? No one can say this, because the contestants this time are really exaggerated and powerful. Although Linghua doesn't know the origins of these contestants, she can feel the waves that occasionally flash through the camp of the Green Sword Clan in Jingye very much. Powerful energy fluctuations from different attributes of different individuals.

"Singer?" Qin An spoke subconsciously.

"One of the nine god-tier tribes, a relative of the third main god! But the singers all love freedom. Their power comes from Tiange, but they do not necessarily believe in Tiange. They have their own beliefs and pursue their own differences. His life. Whether this Oriental Changqin belongs to Tiange’s cronies can’t be judged from his race.”

Zeng Huan on one side answered with a blushing face:

"Well, Dongfang Changqin is a very famous spiritual singer, but he is kind to people and almost never fights with people. Therefore no one knows his true strength. He is famous because of his singing voice, Tiange The clan is already good at the sound and charm skills, and Dongfang Changqin is even more messy in this way. His song "Tears of the Night Star" has spread almost all the continents of the Sword Spirit Star, so his name is even better than the sword The god is bigger, and his followers are even more than the sword god. People love Changqin, his unruly style, and his dedicated face when he sings! No one can emulate his songs, and no one can imitate him. Can match! Perhaps apart from Tiange, no one in this world can surpass him in singing! And Tiange rarely shows up and does not seem to like singing. Therefore, the singers, everyone only remembers that it is only Dongfang Chang. Qin, but forgot there is a third main god, Tiange! In a sense, this oriental long qin is the spiritual figure of the singer, but it is a pity that he does not like fighting, and he does not like to have followers. Most They are all alone at all times, and occasionally folk stories about a woman’s private meeting with Changqin are heard, but they are all legends..."In the narrative of Zeng Huan, a stubborn fan, Dongfang Changqin, who is nearly two meters tall, dressed in white, and looks strange and handsome, has walked alone in the middle of Noda's venue.

The other audiences naturally discovered the figure of Dongfang Changqin a long time ago, so they immediately boiled.

Qin An's scalp numb with the desperate shouting of the women.

Muddy horse, these women with green swords are not kept at home on weekdays, so why are they still in the mood to chase stars?

"How do I feel that people nearby know Dongfang Changqin, he has also come to participate in your festival celebrations before?"

"No, he has never been in the future. Maybe you know Changqin from the photo." Linghua's eyes narrowed, her gaze fell on the seemingly lonely figure in the center of the square. In fact, that was the man she had liked. what. It's just that this kind of desire is only in her heart. Linghua doesn't actually know Dongfang Changqin. She just watched him sing secretly and was fascinated by it.

"The reason people are so crazy is because they have heard Changqin's singing...Since my father invited Changqin as the first guest at the opening ceremony, you are also fortunate to be able to appreciate it, Xiao Dog, open your ears and listen to the moving melody

Small dog?

Qin An struggled, and just wanted to say something to ridicule Linghua, only to see that a strange instrument with a length of two meters and a width of ten centimeters had appeared in the hands of the Oriental Changqin.

This instrument looks like a sword, but it is different from ordinary swords in that there are four thin strings from the tip to the hilt.

Dongfang Changqin slowly raised his hand, and that hand was actually slender and long, both feminine and masculine. Yin and Yang are connected and not in harmony. Qin An has super vision to see clearly, Mental Energy is actually Because his raised hand shook slightly, Qin An hurriedly opened the Po Tian to invite stability.

Even so, a strange picture suddenly appeared in my mind. That face was obviously Weng Lan's, but the raised hand was Changqin's, and the beautiful and indescribable fingers were gently brushing his cheeks, and the tips of the fingers were flowing. Qin An's emotions made people feel disappointed and heartbroken. Qin An remembered the eleven years of wandering in the United States looking for Weng Lan to no avail, and a slumping air condensed in his heart.

The fingers of Dongfang Changqin finally waved the strings, and the crisp and soft music sounded like it sounded in the ears. It was clearly soft, but it still penetrated the eardrum and resolved all the depression in Qin An’s heart, as if suddenly plunged into it. In the arms of mother, all the grievances have become fleeting.

Qin An only felt that his eyes were sparkling and moist, and almost a drop of tears fell, while the nearby audiences, both men and women, had tears in their eyes, but their faces still had happy smiles, as if they were very satisfied.

Princess Linghua's complexion was ruddy, and she was not affected by this mental energy range energy. Her eyes fell on Qin An's face. Seeing that the corners of his eyes were crystal clear but not crying, she couldn't help but secretly nodded in surprise!

Sure enough, it was very strong, and was not touched by Changqin's first skill of the Excalibur, "Clear Heart Sound"! Could it be said that Qin An's Mental Energy defense capability is estimated to have reached the Four Soul Realm?

Impossible, she could not feel that Qin An had such a strong spirit power, which meant that he was definitely not a four-spirit sword repairman, and the fluctuation of Mental Energy on Qin An's body was just like the second soul sword repair. How could the defense be so strong?

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