Red Heart Survey

Qing Bazhi held the head with his left hand, and pulled the vine with his right hand.

The head was stuck to his heart.

The vines are extremely long and hang down to the bottom of the fruit house.

His eight braids are neatly divided into two sides.

Qing Qishu didn't seem to have a good deal with him, so he greeted him with a straight face.

But Qing Bazhi gave way slightly, walked around him, and said happily: "Qing Hua, are you here to welcome me?"

"Bazhi!" Before the Holy Maiden of Qing could speak, Qing Qishu had already turned back with a straight face, and stopped in front of him: "What are you talking about, the envoy of the Dragon God?"

Qing Bazhi poked his head and stared at Qinghua, Qishu was not as tall as him, but he stepped on his feet and moved left and right, always occupying his sight.

"Qishu, I really underestimated you." Qing Bazhi finally could no longer ignore him: "You and Jiuye met each other, and it was you who came back alive?"

Of course, Qing Qishu is inconvenient to go deep into this topic.

"Don't say these things are useless, you said you found the envoy of the Dragon God?"

"Then can there be a fake? After finishing the photo hunt, I thought about going hunting... Tch!" He stopped suddenly, and gave Qing Qishu a contemptuous look: "Why am I telling you this!"

One hurriedly swayed Qi Shu away, and he smiled brightly at Qing Hua: "Master Priest is still waiting for me, I'll go in first."

Qing Hua nodded, and as if he had won a complete victory, he raised his head and strode into the room with big strides.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Wang was treated as a transparent person, and Qing Qishu could even hear Qing Qishu grinding his teeth in anger.

In fact, Bazhi only had Qinghua, the saint, in his eyes. If Qingqishu hadn't kept pushing towards him, he probably wouldn't even be able to see Qingqishu.

"Go in, go in, let's go in too!" Qing Qishu shouted.

Blue and white also followed into the room.

Jiang Wang deliberately took two quick steps, entered the room where the priest was meditating, and used his body to block the sight of the little girl with braided braids, preventing her from seeing the head in Bazhi's hand.

He didn't have any other ideas, but if An An was here, he would cover An An's eyes to prevent children from seeing the bloody side of the world too early.

Children still lack knowledge of the world, seeing these too early can easily bring about a lifetime of shadows and even distort their character.

"Master Priest!" As soon as Qing Bazhi entered the room, he walked up to the white-haired old woman, half-kneeled down, and lifted the head that was attached to his heart to her with one hand.

"Sangkari...Hachi is finished!"

The white-haired old woman had a sacred expression, held the head with both hands, and prayed: "May God's favor last forever."

In the room, Qing Qishu, Qing Jiuye, and even the round-faced little girl blocked by Jiang Wang, all prayed at the same time. "May God's favor never die."

The priest folded his hands and hugged the head in his arms, and then said: "Young man from outside, I know your intentions are good. But to the saints, the severed head in the hunt is not a bloody thing. things, but our beauty and honor. Xiaoguoer can and should see these."

From these words, it can be judged that the priest old woman may have a certain understanding of the outside world. Otherwise she wouldn't have said something like "I know you mean well". If she had been living in the shadow of the gods and had never been in contact with the outside world, the moral values ​​of the holy clan should occupy her all, and she would not think that Jiang Wang's starting point was good intentions.

Jiang Wang disagreed in his heart, but still turned his body slightly. The world is different, and he can't measure everything by his own standards. This is the truth that his father taught him when he was very young.

Especially in such a strange forest world.

But unexpectedly, a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The little girl with the upside-down braid hid behind him, unwilling to come out.

She would also pray to the gods, but the little girl was obviously afraid of hearing the word "head".

It seems that no matter what kind of environment they are born in, human beings always have something in common. Jiang Wang thought.

The white-haired old woman paused for a moment, but did not say anything after all.

It was only at this time that Yazhi got up and noticed Qing Jiuye standing in the room.

His face darkened: "Why are you and Qishu both back? I need an explanation!"

Qing Jiuye obviously felt wronged, and her voice was soft and weak: "We found the envoy of the Dragon God before deciding the outcome...so we decided to suspend Xianghun first."

Even Qing Qishu remained silent at this time. In the final analysis, they did abandon the tradition, because of his fear of pain and Qing Jiuye's soft heart.

Although there is such a reason as the Dragon God's Messenger, the Dragon God's Messenger is still something that cannot be determined. Especially at this time with three envoys of the dragon god, it was even more ethereal.

They suspend hunting, and temporarily avoid dividing birth and death.

Is this fair to Aoyachi who has carried out the tradition?

Qing Bazhi shifted her teeth: "Is that so?"

Not allowing them to continue their confrontation, the priest said at this moment: "Bazhi, where is the envoy of the dragon god you invited?"

Qing Bazhi pulled hard with his right hand, and quickly recovered the vines he was holding.

This vine was too long, one end was held in his hand, and the other end was hanging outside the fruit house.

Qing Bazhi pulled for a while...

boom! boom!

Two figures fell into the room.

One was of medium stature, lying on his back facing the sky, with disheveled hair, blank eyes, and a vicissitudes of expression.

The other one was thin, and fell face down, with a hairpin inserted into his bun, but still kept neat, lying on the ground, unable to see clearly.

It's just that they were all tied up tightly by vines and couldn't move.

It seems that these two "Dragon God Envoys" were captured by Qing Bazhi, then tied up with this vine, and dragged all the way back to the land of the shadow of the gods. No wonder this face lying on his back is unlovable...

Compared with Jiang Wang's treatment, it's a world of difference.

But what caught Jiang Wang's eyes was that he should have seen these two people before!

They are dressed in typical Qi people's costumes.

The one lying on his back, although his name and origin are unknown, should have been seen in the Seven Star Valley.

Before the opening of the secret realm of the Seven Star Building, Jiang Wang observed all the participants and had some impressions of this person.

That is to say, he did not come to Senhaiyuan world alone.

Even though he was a competitor, he couldn't help being kind at this time.

The priest was silent for a while: "Bazhi, is this the envoy of the dragon god you invited?"

Qing Bazhi still had a straight face: "They ran away as soon as they saw me, and there was nothing I could do."

The years have brought to the priest, besides wrinkles, there is also patience: "Then how do you judge that they are the messengers of the Dragon God?"

"At that time, I was hiding in a cloak, and I happened to meet them fighting forest bears. I heard what they said about 'this world' and 'receiving starlight'. I contacted the records of the clan, and I knew that they might be the messengers of the Dragon God. gone."

"Then why did they run when they saw you?"

"I don't know either." Qing Bazhi was a little helpless: "I rushed out to save them, and was about to speak, when I turned my head, they all ran away!"

"So you tied them back?"

"Then I want them to follow me, but they won't listen!"

At this moment, Wu Quji, who was tightly bound, was heartbroken.

Such a ferocious bear, we fought together for a long time, you suddenly jumped out of nowhere, slaughtered it with a javelin, and it was dressed in such a strange shape, like a savage!

Can we not be afraid, can we not run?