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Uncle Xiang's performance caused Song Qing to raise her eyebrows. The handsome young man smiled, looking down at the old man who was so excited by his words.

It seemed that he wasn't surprised by his strange performance, but he had been used to such scenes a long time ago.

In other words, Uncle Xiang and these people in Yulun Void Realm—

No, at least the relationship between the young man in front of him is not equal. It's not like Uncle Xiang originally said. Making some transactions with them is more like Uncle Xiang taking the initiative to deliver goods in exchange for Yulun Void Realm. Something in his favor.

Thinking of this, Song Qingxiao couldn't help but feel more curious about the content of the transaction between the two parties.

"It's not hard..." Uncle Xiang threw his five bodies on the ground and trembled with excitement for a long time before he said in tears:

"It's an honor for me to do things for Master Yichang."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch his body again. In the sound of'Xi Suo''s clothes turning, everyone and the voice seemed to be still, and the sound of Uncle Xiang's searching was amplified several times.

The young man called Yichang looked at the prostrate old man with a smile. He didn't mean to support him, nor did he look moved, as if he was really a high god, watching with cold eyes. The believers who bowed down to him carried an air of dust that did not eat the fireworks in the world.

The ship approached the dock silently, and the hull hit the dock with a slight banging sound, which was rebounded by the force, pushing the dock away a little.

Behind the pavilion, a few uniformly dressed men stood in a row with their hands down, like puppets, motionless.

Above the bow, the two young people who supported each other seemed to be affected by this dignified atmosphere. They neither dared to disembark easily, nor did they dare to make a sound. Even the young man who was in pain was bitten. She pressed her lower lip and held back the moan that was about to escape from her mouth.

Pin Luo trembled all over, swallowed a few salivas, got closer to Song Qing, and stared at the weird scene on the shore.

After a long while, Uncle Xiang finally seemed to find it.

From the gap between the inner layers of the clothes, he took out a bag about the size of a palm, took it out, and held it high above his head:

"Master Yichang, here is the list of goods shipped this time."

Uncle Xiang has a hideous face, and he is not very particular. His hands are dark and rough, and he does not seem to be a meticulous person.

However, he cherishes this personally cherished bag very much. Except for his body temperature, it is not contaminated with any stains.

The bag is red in color and embroidered with a large group of peonies with needles and threads, which looks very festive.

The smiling handsome boy didn't pick it up, but nodded slightly.

After he moved, as a signal, a man standing in the second row stood upright, walked straight to the uncle, took his bag, and tore the uncle cherished it. From the extremely purse-pocket opening, he took out a neatly folded note and held it in his hand.

As soon as Uncle Xiang gave this thing out, he just lifted off the boulders all over his body, and then stood upright, with an expression hesitant to speak.

The young Xinchang seemed to have dealt with him for many years and knew him very well. When he saw the scene, he took two steps. Uncle Xiang let out a sigh of relief, then climbed up and followed him.

The two crossed the pavilion and stopped at the middle section of the promenade in the water.

Xinchang had a straight stature, and his uncle stood about one meter away from him with his back hunched, as if he was afraid that he would get closer and would tarnish the handsome young man who is like a **** descending from the earth.

After the two stood still, without waiting for Xinchang to speak, the uncle Xiang said:

"Master Xinchang, I brought a woman over for the three-year festival this time."

The people on the boat were far apart, and there were people in the Yulun Void Realm guarding here. Without the permission of these'fairy'-like figures, the young people did not dare to disembark easily and maintained. Standing on the boat in the same posture, holding his breath, staring at the two people in the corridor silently.

Several slanted peach trees planted on the shore were full of flowers, and Xinchang's figure in the shadow of the flowers was set more unlike a mortal, and became more and more handsome.

Pin Luo stared at the two of Uncle Xiang, but because of the distance, even though he had good eyesight, he could only notice that Uncle Xiang’s mouth was open and closed. He seemed to be talking to Yichang, but he said something specifically. Inaudible again.

"This female surnamed Song, I think this person is 17 or 8 years old, with smooth skin and smooth eyebrows, so she should still be a perfect body..."

The last two sentences are lowered, even at close range, they may not be heard clearly.

But Song Qingxiao was so powerful that he couldn't hide every word of Uncle Xiang from her ears.

Hearing this, she already felt that the uncle Xiang brought her here, I am afraid that there is another plan.

Combining the information in his words, the three-year sacrifice, the woman, the body of the wall, and so on, combined with the rumors that Pin Luo said before, it is not difficult to infer that the people in the Yulun Void Realm do have sacrifices. Traditionally, once every three years, the girl must be sacrificed.

But what is the sacrifice?

According to Pin Luo, the purpose of the sacrifice was to soothe the grievances of the dragon that was cut by the Yellow Emperor and make the people live and work in peace, but Song Qingxiao knew that this was just an excuse.

When she was in Jiuquan, uncle Xiang reluctantly talked about the origins of Yulun under the pressure of her.

Although the legends cannot be fully believed, in the trial scene, these legends are one of the clues related to the task.

Uncle Xiang said that the Yulun Void Realm is a place created by the Yellow Emperor for future generations to transcend the Three Realms. The ‘people’ living in it cannot ascend to heaven and die, and are not controlled by the Three Realms—

In other words, if the legend is true, the people in it can live forever in a sense of immortality.

The Yellow Emperor cut the Nine Dragons back then, in order to stimulate the dragon aura to form the "Dragon King" aura, and hold up the Yulun Void Realm to form this unique place.

So is it possible that the so-called sacrifice is actually to appease the Dragon King who supports the Yulun Void Realm, so every three years, a young woman is sent to sacrifice to achieve a certain purpose of maintaining the existence of the Yulun Void Realm?

She turned her mind quickly, and then heard the uncle Xiang continue to say:

"But this person has a ghost."

He talked about Song Qingxiao's performance after boarding the ship, mentioned her inquiring about the legends and secrets of the Nine Dragon Caves and the Dragon King, and also talked about his guesses and worries about her.

"She is very calm, and seems to be unafraid of the'smooth' in the cave," he said here, paused, and then said: "I suspect she has some abilities."

When Na Yichang heard this, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. When the uncle saw him silent, he seemed to be afraid that he would not believe him, so he said in a hurry:

"It's true, Master Yichang!" He was anxious, his attitude was a little arrogant, as if he had taken a step forward.

The handsome young man seemed to be offended by him, frowning slightly.

There was no need for him to say anything, the uncle Xiang realized his offense, and backed away in fear, then lowered his voice again:

"It's true! Master Yichang!" He repeated what he had said before, showing his anxiety. "This woman once passed by Jiuquan, she used her hand to squeeze the water, the'ballast' in the pool, to her So it doesn’t affect it at all..."

Uncle Xiang had said this for a long time, but Yichang was unmoved.

But when he mentioned that Song Qingxiao fiddled with Jiuquan with his hands, and was not affected by the devilish energy in the spring, he finally changed his face.

He looked in the direction of the boat, his eyes became extremely sharp for an instant, and full of fierce aura that did not belong to his age. Before Song Qingxiao had raised his head, that feeling was fleeting.

When Song Qing turned her head to look, Yichang still maintained the posture of listening to the uncle's speech before, as if she hadn't turned her head. The gaze she felt at the previous moment seemed to be just her illusion.

really interesting.

After reporting about Song Qing's small child, the uncle Xiang courageously raised his head and glanced at the expression of the young man in front of him. He saw that his eyes were like stars, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his expression was gentle. The convincing demeanor remained. Knowing that he already had cares in his mind, he was now a little bit nervous and uneasy.

"Master Yichang..."

There was a look of reverence in his eyes, which seemed to be agitated, but also a little choked, "I have been working for the adults in the fairyland for many years. Don't dare to be negligent, I'm afraid I'll miss the important things for you adults...

"Now I am in my seventies, and I feel that my body is not as good as before. My lord promised me..."

When Song Qingxiao heard this, he vaguely felt that Uncle Xiang might open his mouth to tell a big secret about Yulun Void Realm. At the moment, he was even more attentive, just as he wanted to listen to him next—

"Song..."

Pin Luo, who had been standing by her side in a daze for a long time, finally couldn't bear it, and made a small noise near her ear.

He was extremely disturbed at first, but now everyone is silent. The people standing in the Yulun Void Realm are dressed in gorgeous clothes, but Yichangdu has left. The rest of the people except for the gift list handed by the uncle Xiang Apart from the old man, the others also maintained a posture of standing still and respectfully.

After Pin Luo knew the weirdness of Yulun Void Realm time, he felt that everything was wrong in this place.

Now when I look at these puppet-like "fairies", the quiet atmosphere makes my back feel cold.

The people in the pavilion and the ship seemed to have been cursed. Except for Yichang and Xiangshu, who were dynamic, standing extremely far away and talking, everyone else, including the two accomplices on the ship, seemed to be under some sort of mystery. His power is like pressing the pause button.

The key is that his accomplices were afraid. Song Qingxiao, who was the most indifferent along the way, seemed to be affected. The boat stayed on the shore for a long time, but he didn't get off the boat. This made Pin Luo feel that something was wrong.

He endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it back, so he called out in a low voice.

But as soon as the voice was uttered, Song Qingxiao turned his head, glanced at him lightly, raised his arm slightly, and his fingertips hooked slightly, making a gesture of silence.

"..." What the young man wanted to say later was suppressed by her powerful aura, and she didn't dare to speak again.

At the same time, her movements were stopped by Master Yichang in the distance.

He seemed to have also noticed Song Qing's subtle movements. When the uncle Xiang was excited and told about his credit over the years, and was about to ask for a reward, he also made a gesture to forbid Uncle Xiang to go on. .

"You did a very good job, you are different, but these things, after the ceremony, I will arrange them for you alone."

Yichang's voice was low, like a jar of mellow old wine.

The uncle Xiang told these words this time, originally just holding a trace of illusion, but he didn't expect that he would have the meaning of letting go.

He was even more excited now, wishing to kneel down and kiss his feet again.

But after Yichang said this, he no longer had any intention of dealing with him.

Uncle Xiang is among the young people and Yulun's virtual world, and the locals think that he is extremely mysterious and unique.

But in front of this person like a fairy, his status is as low as an ant.

After expressing what he meant, he turned and walked towards the pavilion, leaving the uncle Xiang who was so excited that he was a little stunned in place, crying and yelling his name.

After the adult came over, he smiled and glanced at Song Qingxiao:

"The distinguished guest is here, why don't you ask to disembark so that you are so negligent?"

What he said was very methodical, and he didn't lose his temper. But after his words, the people who were like woodcarvings were tightened up, and they all came back to life.

That kind of "living" not only refers to actions, but also seems to have begun to change.

It seems that once Song Qingxiao is classified as a ‘guy guest’, for the people in the Yulun Void Realm, the meaning of identity is different from before.

A group of old and young moved, the previous triangle position was scattered, people in deep dresses and long skirts all walked over to the pier, and a few people joined forces, grabbed the boat and dragged them, and were hit about half a meter away from the shore. The boat hit the shore again.

The two young men on the bow were flattered, and were helped down by a few smiling old men.

Then someone wanted to help the young man standing next to Song Qing's small body. He was a little uneasy at first, and withdrew his hand subconsciously. Then, as if thinking of something, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

The moment he was caught, his expression was a little stiff, and his body seemed to be unwilling. He was framed by two old men, his legs vacated, and he got off the ground from the boat.

Then someone wanted to lift Song Qingxiao, she made a gesture:

"no need."

Then she jumped lightly, and immediately landed on the shore. When the other people on the shore saw the guests getting off the ship, they boarded the ship one after another and started to carry the goods down.

"Song..." Pin Luo was lifted to the shore, still with some soft legs, and was about to lean over. When she finished talking about what she had interrupted before, a low, gentle male voice sounded behind Song Qingxiao:

"Miss Song."

Song Qingxiao turned around, and saw Yichang walking slowly over.

He wore a thick long skirt with lapels, and each layer of the skirt had complicated embroidered patterns on the edges and corners, which was very easy to distinguish.

The innermost layer wrapped his legs, and each subsequent layer gradually became shorter, and the lace wraps around to form a unique pattern on the dark skirt.

Because of the inconvenience of this skirt, Yichang didn't take too much steps. Each step only reveals the black moire boot tip below, which looks elegant and dusty.

When Pin Luo saw him coming, he immediately silenced him, hiding behind Song Qingxiao, secretly looking at the Master Yichang that the uncle called the Master Yichang from the corner of his eye.

This Yichang didn't pay attention to him, a pair of eyes that were as deep as an ancient well fell on Song Qingxiao:

"I don't know that the distinguished guest is coming, so I didn't make preparations in advance, the arrangement was a bit hasty, and I hope Miss Song will not mind."

He seems to be young, but he speaks verbally and literally, with an ancient and rigorous style, which is extremely inconsistent with his youthful appearance.

But what he did was not surprising, as if everything was justified.

He doesn't seem to be embarrassed because of his own words and manners. From the look in his eyes, his eyes carry the extremely rare perseverance and composure of a person of this age, as if the people who have settled after the world have seen through everything. Feeling calm and composed.

"I heard that Miss Song came for the Dragon King?" With a smile, Yichang mentioned the purpose of Song Qingxiao's trip.

As soon as he said this, not only did the uncle who came after he calmed down, but even Pin Luo was shocked.

This handsome young man seemed to have no intention of being dumb with Song Qingxiao, and he didn't even worry that she knew that Uncle Xiang had told herself her details.

Song Qingxiao vaguely felt that this Yichang probably knew that his previous conversation with Uncle Xiang had already been heard in his ears, so he used these words to probe his own expression.

She pursed the corners of her mouth, and simply followed his words and said:

"I am really curious about the Dragon King."

"Hahaha."

Yichang laughed heartily when she confessed.

He looks handsome and has an indescribable meaning to the dust in his every move. At this time, under the laughter, his eyes overflowed with brilliance, revealing a few neat and white teeth, which looked chic and suave, yet elegant.

"The Song girl came at the right time. Two days later, we are about to perform the Dragon King's sacrifice. Then the girl can take a good look."

"Huh?" Pin Luo didn't expect him to say such a thing, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation sound.

Perhaps ordinary people's rash interrupted his interest in the conversation, which made this elegant-looking Master Yichang somewhat unhappy.

The smile on his face quickly reduced to a perfect smile, and then nodded at Song Qing:

"As the Dragon King Festival is approaching, I have a lot of chores. I missed my company first, leaving Chu Rong here to serve, and later he will arrange a residence for you." When he spoke, he didn't even look at the fearful person standing behind Song Qingxiao. Pin Luo, as if he didn't see this ordinary young man in his eyes:

"If there is any lack of hospitality, please forgive me."

After saying this, he nodded, then turned around.

The other people in deep clothes bend their heads respectfully, with their arms crossed and hung in front of their abdomen. After he left, everyone seemed to have gone to a boulder in their hearts and raised their heads and smiled.

A man who seemed to be about forty or fifty years old stepped forward and looked at Song Qing with a smile:

"Miss Song, I am Chu Rong, Master Yichang has confessed, I must take good care of you." He is of medium build, with broad shoulders, and slightly shorter than Yichang. He wears similar to Yichang but lacks Yichang. The momentum.

I don’t know if it’s because he looks similar to Yichang, Song Qingxiao actually feels that his face is somewhat similar to Yichang. She is about to take a closer look, but Chu Rong seems to be aware of her gaze. Don't face:

"In our place, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is a small place, but the scenery is okay. Taking advantage of the darkness, why don't I ask someone to show the girl around and see if it works?"

When his voice was about to fall, he heard a hoarse male voice calling:

"Uncle San."

Chu Rong frowned and turned around instinctively. Song Qingxiao also turned his head to look. Not far away, he saw a thin old man standing about seven or eight steps away from a few people, looking at Chu Rong. , Hesitant to speak.

The old man was in his seventies, his hair was gray, his cheeks were wrinkled, his skin was covered with bones, and his chin had a sparse goatee.

He interrupted Chu Rong aloud, causing an unpleasant color to flash in Chu Rong's eyes, turning around and asking:

"what's up?"

His tone was stern, as if offended, the old man licked his lips, hesitated and said:

"One of the people who were brought in was injured and needed medical treatment."