"I don't chop my hands!"

The young man who was groaning in pain burst into tears, groaning in pain, and speaking loudly.

He didn't know if it was because he was too excited, or because the injury was too painful. At this moment, his whole body was trembling, his voice came out between his teeth, and his cheek muscles were trembling.

This person never dreamed that he would fall like this because he touched the river.

At that time, he saw that Song Qingxiao's water was not unusual. If he had known that the water was so powerful, he would not dare to probe his hand if he had been killed.

Thinking of this, the young man inevitably felt a sense of complaint, and Song Qingxiao proposed to chop off his hand, and he felt even more resentful.

"I...I will never chop my hands!" He shouted at Song Qingxiao with red eyes and crying.

Young people are really too young and have little knowledge. They don't know that compared with life, life is more important than the former.

He was not ruthless enough, Song Qing Xiao could see clearly that the devilish energy had already climbed up his arm, and the body of ordinary people could not resist the erosion of the rich devilish energy here.

Fortunately, he had only penetrated the small half of his palm earlier. If the whole hand had been dropped into the water, he would have already attacked his heart with devilish energy and died.

It's just that even if the devilish energy hasn't attacked his heart at this moment, he can't last long.

His entire wrist is now like a withered tree branch, and the deformed crystalline palm is several times the size of the wrist, like a rich fruit, hanging tremblingly on top, hanging at a weird angle, as if the wind will blow .

A trace of cunning flashed in Uncle Xiang's one-eyed, but his face shook his head pretendingly in pain:

"Well, how can this person's hand chop it? Miss Song, if Pin Luo was injured at this moment, would you also chop his hand?"

He still didn't give up, wanting to force Song Qingxiao to make a move.

It's a pity that this little trick of his is not enough in front of Song Qingxiao.

The misery and crying of the youth did not move her. After Uncle Xiang said this, Pin Luo turned his head to look at her a little at a loss, but Song Qingxiao did not frown, and said lightly:

"No matter who it is, at this point, you can only save your life by breaking your wrist."

This answer is not what the uncle Xiang wants to hear, his face is gloomy:

"Is there no other way?"

"No." Song Qingxiao shook his head.

Uncle Xiang pressed harder:

"Then why did you put your hand in the water before? Why didn't it matter?" He stood up, leaned forward with his upper body, stared at a one-eyed, and said loudly:

"You can tell how you can resist the current, won't you save his life?"

He made several reproaches, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Except for Pin Luo, who was at a loss, the other two were affected by Uncle Xiang, and they were all dissatisfied with Song Qingxiao. At this time, they stared at Song Qingxiao angrily, as if she was the culprit.

Song Qingxiao couldn't help but sneered. She seemed to be too low-key after getting on the boat, which caused the old man to take the opportunity to make trouble and want to intimidate her.

"I want to know so, how about I throw you into the water and come to rescue you?"

An edge flashed in her eyes, she put her hand on the string, and spoke warmly.

When Uncle Xiang was in the Nine Dragon Caves before, he threatened the young man who spoke incongruously, throwing people into the river and letting them fend for themselves.

But I didn't expect that at this moment, when Feng Shui turned around, he would be threatened by others.

His eyes touched Song Qingxiao and saw her look lazy, but she didn't seem to be joking with him.

Her eyes were black and white, and her eyes were clear, like two cold springs. Her eyes were facing him, and a chill burst from the bottom of her feet, causing him to shiver instinctively.

This little girl is not just talking about it!

The uncle Xiang had this idea in his heart, his face interlaced, as if a fierce battle was going on deep in his heart.

The battle between the two made the other three dare not breathe. After a long while, Uncle Xiang seemed to have finally made a decision, snorted coldly, and turned his head.

The dispute ended in a disguised form of admitting defeat, but everyone understood that this matter was not over yet.

In the time of speaking, the ship has moved in the direction of the dense fog.

This mist condensed on Jiuquan year after year, and the Yin Qi was so strong that it was really terrifying.

There seemed to be a strange attraction in the fog. When the boat was only ten meters away from the thick fog, it was possible to draw the boat closer without a few people paddling.

According to Uncle Xiang, in the legendary Yulun Void Realm, after the thick fog, there lived a group of ‘people’ who escaped the world. Everyone doesn’t know what these people are like.

In the complex mood of a few people guessing, restless, or anticipating, the boat was quickly swallowed by the fog and sailed into the thick fog.

The more you go in, the thicker the fog, almost to the point where you can't see your fingers.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and even the faintly audible dripping sound in the Jiuquan Lake outside could not be heard. At this time, the five senses of the person were amplified to the extreme.

A few people could only vaguely know that the bottom of the boat was silently scratching the water forward.

The thick mist rushed over, squirting on the face, hair tips and collar, and not long before it turned into cold water vapor flowing down, like a worm crawling by, causing a slight commotion wherever it went. Itching, tingling, and not long after this itching turns into a sense of intolerance, but it makes people dare not reach out to scratch, and they feel depressed and uncomfortable.

What is disturbing is not only this strange and dark environment, but also the unknown imagination in the dark, which is the most terrifying.

No one knows what's under the water, especially in Song Qing's novels. The water in these nine springs is okay. The problem is that after something on the bottom of the lake, the uncovered sides of the boat are even more disturbing.

In the weird silence, several people seemed to feel like a monster under the water. Perhaps some pair of eyes were watching the people on the boat coldly. In the next moment, the currents holding the boat may pull the boat down. , And then the water overflowed in and swallowed the boat.

Everyone on the boat could not escape, and they might die in this water. Like those who could not get out after entering the Nine Dragon Caves, they became a new batch of missing persons!

These mists can block people's sight, but they can't block Song Qingxiao's consciousness.

In the darkness, she noticed that Pin Luo was moving her body cautiously, trying to lean in her direction, but was afraid that the movement would be too loud to attract other people's attention.

The young man was frightened by the imagination in his heart, like a frightened bird, he instinctively moved closer to where he felt safe.

Song Qingxiao has promised to save his life. In fact, even if he sits still, she has the confidence to protect him. At this time, she senses his small movements and knows that he is panicked, so she can only be unaware of it right now. He squeezed over.

He might still want to reach out and take her arm, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally didn't dare to do it.

After touching her arm and sensing her breath, she might feel a lot safer, and eventually she didn't move.

The Spiritual Sense released by Song Qingxiao sensed the presence of more than a dozen auras about two miles ahead. It should be the ‘human’ who lives in the world as the uncle Xiang said.

At this moment, the wounded young man's breath became weaker and weaker. About a quarter of an hour later, the mist in front of him began to thin, and the uncle Xiang who had not made a sound suddenly spoke:

"About to arrive!"

His tone was a little excited, and a few silent young men were awakened at once.

Hearing that they were about to reach the legendary Yulun Void Realm, several people couldn't help but get a little excited.

‘Boom boom boom——’

In the fierce heartbeat of the three people, the ship passed through the mist, and finally vaguely saw a shadow outline ahead, which looked like a building, but unfortunately it was not clear.

Pin Luo, who had been sitting next to Song Qingxiao, involuntarily stood up with the boat's string. His action caused the boat to sway slightly, and he was so frightened that he bent his waist halfway again and did not dare to move at will.

The other person who was half hugging his companion also stretched his neck to look at it, even if it was blocked by the fog, he couldn't help but his eyes widened and wanted to see the legendary character who lived here.

"They are already waiting for us at Jiuquan." Uncle Xiang rubbed his hands, wishing to make the boat faster.

This trip was depressed not only by the three young people who entered the Nine Dragon Caves for the first time, but also by this gloomy uncle because of Song Qingxiao's joining.

He vaguely felt uneasy, always feeling that the arrival of Song Qingxiao might cause some bad variables.

So in fact, deep down in his heart, he was also looking forward to reaching the Yulun Void Realm sooner, and throwing out this disaster.

The two young people were also a little excited, even the wounded and dying young man stared wide-eyed, wanting to see the legendary "Wonderland".

The boat slowly sailed out of the mist. The short distance of tens of meters seemed to be a bit more anxious to the few people on the boat than when they were in the Jiulong Cave before.

After the fog faded, the surrounding scenery gradually became clear, and everyone seemed to have strayed into the legendary Taoyuan Wonderland, and their eyes widened at the moment.

On both sides of the water waves, the mountains are cascading, towering into the clouds, all exquisite and beautiful.

Viewed from the bottom up, the two mountains surrounding the Nine-Dragon Cave are like two palms in the shape of a'c', with their fingertips facing each other, merging each other to form a closed circle, connecting this piece of Yulun virtual realm. Keep inside.

A thin layer of light smoke floating on the water seemed to be disturbed by the intruding ship, and it began to slowly rise and sink.

Under the verdant mountainside, rows of antique houses can be seen, which are not densely arranged, giving people a sense of tranquility that is detached from the world.

There is no wind, no rain, no sun or cold, as if the climate is very pleasant, take a deep breath, as if you can still smell the faint fragrance of flowers.

As soon as people enter here, they seem to have been washed away from the vulgarity of the outside world. They ignore the noise and hear the noise of hiss.

At this time, the sky was not dark, and a dock was built at the end of the lake, and two floors were stacked. The long pavilion was erected from the lake, like a garden design, leading directly to the house behind.

Two slanted peach trees were planted by the lake, and the flowers were full of crowns and the fragrance was overflowing.

At the dock where the ship was stopped, there had been about eleven or two people standing at this time, most of them dressed in the same way, wearing a navy blue shirt with a double collar and a dark long skirt wrapped around the waist.

Uncle Xiang's visit this time was not accidental. These people should have known that he would come at this time, and they were here specially waiting for him at this moment.

Song Qing's small eyes were sharp, and after a long distance, she still saw that the men who were waiting here waiting for the uncle were all men, of different ages.

"This, is this the Yulun Void Realm, Uncle Xiang?" The young man who hugged his comrade only felt that his eyes were not big enough, so he couldn't help looking around.

Compared with the gloomy Nine-Dragon Caves, the evil gates to the weird Jiuquan, this place lives up to the name of a fairyland. The mist around the water and the exquisite pavilions in the distance all give birth to a feeling of a fairyland.

Several people sitting on the boat have a sense of restraint that is incompatible with this place, as if their own arrival represents a kind of filth, which will tarnish the pure spirit of this place.

The speaking young man was terrified and disturbed the people living here, and subconsciously lowered his voice.

"Yeah." Uncle Xiang suppressed the excitement and nodded.

The young man who was eroded by the devil gas couldn’t help but cheer up a bit at this time. It may be because he entered the fairyland and believed that the "fairy" here would save his life. There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Zhiguang, struggling to sit up straight, suppressed the groaning sound that rushed to his throat.

His accomplices hugged him and leaned in the direction of the uncle. Several people whispered to each other, leaving Song Qingxiao and Pin Luo to sit on the other side.

After the boat entered here, it seemed to be infected with the leisurely and peaceful atmosphere of the fairyland, and the speed of its advance was also a little slow.

As soon as Uncle Xiang entered here, it was as if an important matter had been settled, and instead of hurried, he talked with the two young offspring, raising his eyelids from time to time and secretly looking at Song Qing's expression.

Pin Luo looked a little uneasy. Because of his familiarity with Song Qingxiao, he did not know when he was rejected by two accomplices and uncles, and he could no longer join the group of these people.

Seeing two familiar friends approaching Uncle Xiang, and whispering inquiries about the "fairies" in the fairyland, their habits and the rules of speaking and doing things, his face was a little struggling. He hesitated for a long time, and finally But did not get up, still sitting beside Song Qing's body.

As the boat moved forward, he had already seen the group of people standing at the dock, but through the fog, it was not clear whether it was a man or a woman. He only knew a group of people in dark dresses standing straight and peaceful. Quietly, I saw the boat, maybe I also saw the extra people on the boat, but I was not surprised, neither said hello nor angered, and it was so calm that it made my scalp numb.

"Why don't I feel right?" The young man looked around, tilted his face, as if he was about to rest his head on Song Qing's shoulder, and moved his lips, so that only Song Qing could hear it. The voice was thin.

He is clever, of course there is something wrong here!

A smile flashed in Song Qing's small eyes. Hearing these words, without raising his head, he only asked:

"What time is it now?"

Pin Luo was a little surprised when she asked.

When he was in Heishuihe before, he had already written novels with Song Qing. The magnetic field in the Nine Dragon Caves is special, and all modern facilities cannot be used when entering this place.

When I was in the Nine Dragon Caves, an accomplice had already tried it once, and the mobile phone he was carrying was indeed malfunctioning. Song Qingxiao could also see clearly at the time. Why did he still ask such a question now?

Questions flashed in the young man's mind, but then he felt that her question was not right.

At this time, under the perilous situation, he might as well have uncle Xiang's eyes and unique eyes, and saw the extraordinary things about Song Qing.

But based on his instincts, he vaguely felt that it was more at ease with Song Qingxiao, especially after he had been close to her before, he could still sleep peacefully in the Nine Dragon Caverns.

Not to mention that she saved herself once when she was in Jiuquan.

At this moment she asked such words, maybe there are other intentions.

The young man frowned and thought hard, thinking about her words over and over twice in his heart: "What time is it now?"

What time? What time?

He thought for a while, but a flash of light in his mind, remembering that his comrades had also asked time several times, and even the uncle Xiang had also talked about the question of time.

When talking about time for the first time, Song Qingxiao answered. What did she say?

At that time, his little friend asked how long he had been in the Nine Dragon Caves, and she said, ‘about three hours. ’

The time for the boat to enter the Nine Dragon Caves was at 3:30 in the afternoon. Three hours after entering the Nine Dragon Caves, it should be at 6:30 in the afternoon.

Later, he fell asleep unconsciously. When he woke up, he was awakened by the roar of the uncle. He said that at the right time, he woke up a few people and started rowing.

Although the darkness in the Nine Dragon Caves is extremely dark, and I don’t know how time has passed, the uncle Xiang also said in Jiuquan that every night, part of the water in the second half of the Nine Dragon Caves will flow up against the current and fill the nine springs.

At this time, the ship will be able to find a real opportunity to enter the Nine Dragon Caves if it goes along with the water.

At midnight, it is between eleven o'clock and one o'clock in the morning, that is to say, the approximate time of this moment should be in the early morning.

At this time, the young man finally clarified the time relationship, and he also understood the intention of Song Qingxiao's question.

If it’s already midnight, it’s logically night in this small lake, but although the sky is gloomy here, it’s really not dark. It’s just like around six or seven in the evening. .

There is a serious problem with the time difference!

Young people figured out this level, and they were so scared that they were so scared that they stood upside down, and now this wonderland is like a ghost domain.

"Well, it should be at this moment," he said with a dry tongue, not even conscious of a complete sentence: "...it's not light yet, three, three or four o'clock?"

"Accurately ~lightnovelpub.net~ should be around 2:30."

Song Qingxiao has always kept in mind the passage of time. The starlight formed a sign indicating the way at about 12 midnight, and it took two hours for several people to enter the land of Jiuquan.

There was a delay in it, and then through the mist, a total of half an hour passed.

So the specific time at this moment should be around 2:30 in the morning, and definitely not more than three o'clock, but in this Yulun Void Realm, it is not dark at this time—

really interesting!

"You can't go up to the sky, and down to the ground--no control, escape from the Three Realms, and become a universe--" What Uncle Xiang said at the time, the original meaning is here.

This situation is somewhat similar to when Song Qingxiao entered the Lost City.

In other words, the rumored Yulun Wonderland is very likely to be separated from the real outside world, and belongs to a certain sense of "another world."

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