Red Heart Survey

The words of the priest of the "Holy Clan" are reasonable. Jiang Wang has nothing to refuse to spend the night in the land of the shadow of the gods. It is better than leaving now to face the unknown danger.

"I also hope that I can experience the greatness of the Dragon God for myself," Jiang Wang said.

Living in the present world where dragons are extinct, and having seen records of dragons in various classics, and heard various legends about dragons, Jiang Wang is indeed full of curiosity about this dragon god in Senhaiyuan Realm.

"Qinghua." The old woman said very kindly: "Send the distinguished guest to the room to rest."

"Eh!"

An elegant response came from inside.

A tall woman in a long dress came out.

It's hard to describe her appearance. When I see her, I feel fresh, natural and vivid.

It gives people the feeling that the gentle and flowing vitality is the first, and her beauty is second. This temperament is very different from any beauty Jiang Wang has ever seen.

With a calm temperament like Qing Jiuye, she couldn't move her eyes for a while. Qing Qishu's eyes almost popped out.

He walked a few steps on his knees, stopping in front of the sight of the priest who called him aunt, opened and closed his mouth silently, and kept making gestures with his hands.

For Qing Qishu, who has amazing vitality and is not afraid of being beaten, the priest also looked helpless in his eyes, and lifted his wrinkled eyelids, and lifted his restraint.

"Master Priest, I discovered the Dragon God's messenger." Qing Qishu said.

"so what?"

"I should send him to rest, not Qing Hua!" Qing Qishu said urgently.

Qing Jiuye also said in a rare way: "Yeah, how can you trouble the Holy Maiden of Qing with this kind of thing? I can also send Zhang Linchuan to rest."

"I can rest with him!" Qing Qishu became more and more excited as he spoke.

Jiang Wang thought to himself: such things as rest... If you have time, you can go and accompany Zhang Linchuan, I don't want to.

"What are you talking about!" The old priest was furious: "The more you talk, the more outrageous! The blue saint is the most favored by the gods, and the Dragon God's messenger comes, of course, let the saint communicate with her. The dragon god's will, is it you? Can you understand it?"

Hearing the word saint many times, Jiang Wang couldn't help but glance at the woman named Qinghua again.

"What are you looking at!" Qing Qishu blocked his sight with a groan, like a rooster with fried hair.

Qing Jiuye also had bad eyesight.

It seems that the so-called Holy Maiden of Blue is their common dream lover.

But Jiang Wang is indeed a little innocent, he really doesn't have any unusual thoughts: "I just thought of someone I know."

"Ah!" Qing Qishu yelled: "This method of getting close is too old."

"Qishu, don't be rude!" the priest reprimanded.

"Hmph." Before turning around, Qing Qishu gave Jiang Wang a few warning glances.

He couldn't really kill him. Regarding Qing Qishu's little move, the priest could only pretend that he didn't see it, and turned to Jiang Wang and said kindly: "You have worked hard today, please go to rest with the saint, and go to the altar tomorrow morning. I will open an altar to verify your identity."

Qing Qishu and the others were determined not to let Jiang Wang have too much contact with Qinghua, but the priest had made up his mind, and they had no other choice but to give Jiang Wang a few more warning looks.

Qinghua's expression is always very indifferent, she is neither happy nor annoyed by Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye's jealousy, probably she has already seen this scene quite often.

Just bowing slightly to Jiang Wang, Pingting went outside.

Jiang Wang shrugged, turned and followed her out. Although he really didn't have any ideas, but seeing Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye's panic-stricken looks, he felt a little inexplicably secretly refreshed.

I don't know if they will not regret inviting Jiang Wang into the land of the shadow of the gods.

Outside the shady place of the gods, there are still one who is touching Jiang Wang, and one who blows his nose and stares in all kinds of contempt.

At this moment, a clear and crisp child's voice sounded outside the fruit house. "My lord priest! My lord priest!"

"What's the matter? Come up and tell me." The priest responded.

Jiang Wang was walking out with Qinghua, and the round-faced little girl with braids dexterously climbed into the fruit house, with her calves striding forward, and ran in.

Afraid that she would hit her, Jiang Wang quickly moved aside.

At this time, the little girl who was shouldering a certain important task had no time to pay attention to him, and shouted out of breath: "Brother Bazhi is back! He said, he said, he brought back the envoy of the Dragon God!"

"This Bazhi, I don't know what he is so proud of every day. People can't come here, and they still order the little girl to report..." In the room, Qing Qishu muttered dissatisfiedly, and suddenly reacted in the middle of the sentence: "Dragon God messenger? "

"Two. Two!" the little girl said.

"Two dragon god messengers?" Qing Qishu was shocked again.

Even Qing Hua couldn't help turning her head to look at Jiang, her beautiful eyes were full of doubts—could the envoy of the Dragon God be an old hen hatching eggs, one brood at a time?

"Cough." With a wealth of experience like an old priest, she might not be able to figure out the situation: "Xiao Guoer, do you remember correctly, your Brother Bazhi really said that he brought back two envoys of the Dragon God?"

"I don't know either, my mother told me to report first!" the little girl said.

"Well, Qinghua, don't go yet." The old priest woman said in the room: "Young man from a foreign land, you also wait a moment."

"Hey." Qing Hua stood still in response.

Jiang Wang also felt quite helpless, and had already begun to think about how to spend the night in Senhaiyuan Realm in the future. I don't know what dangers are there, can I find another safe place to rest...

As a matter of fact, he is not yet confident about whether he is the envoy of the Dragon God of the "Holy Clan".

It seems that this will come at the right time, and he, the impostor, will naturally be kicked away.

"No, I have to go and see!"

Qing Qishu yelled, rushed out from the inside, and hurried past Jiang Wang, but in a hurry, there was still time to smile brightly at Qing Hua, with a gentle voice: "Qing Hua, I will come as soon as I go."

The priest added helplessly: "Then go and meet Bazhi."

It was also at this time that a loud voice sounded: "Master Priest, my hunt went well, and I have made great achievements and returned!"

Without waiting for Qing Qishu to greet him, a man with eight braids jumped onto the fruit house and swaggered in.

He held a head in one hand, and dragged a vine behind him with the other.

On the head held in his hand, the blood had stopped, his face was clear and his expression was peaceful.

This head looks very characteristic of the land of the shadow of the gods. At first glance, it looks like a member of the "sacred clan", or even a clansman they know well on weekdays.

However, whether it was Qingqishu or Qinghua, the reaction was very flat.

After "Xianghun", it should be so.

Everyone here is used to it.

On the contrary, Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye should be questioned when they came back alive together.

Seeing this head, Jiang Wang deeply felt the true cruelty of the so-called "Xiangshou" in Qing Qishu's settlement.

What is the reason for such a cruel rule to be handed down, allowing the warriors in the clan to kill each other, fighting for life and death?

It does not conform to the moral concepts of the present world, nor does it conform to the fundamental interests of the continuation of the ethnic group.

Thank you book friend father who loves you like a mountain father who loves you for the reward...