The Yulun Void Realm, which has experienced night carnivals, is a bit quiet at this time, as if every household is preparing for sacrifice.

　　 At this time, the sky is not bright yet, and several people can see a black and red silk ribbon hanging on the left and right sides of the door of every household. The entire Yulun Void Realm reveals a feeling of depression and weird atmosphere.

　　The lake in the distance was shrouded in thick fog, and it was very quiet all around.

　　Pin Luo took two steps, as if he heard his own breathing, heartbeat, and footsteps. The more he walked, he felt his creeps.

　　 It was extremely noisy and noisy here last night, and it was very quiet now, as if the entire Yulun Void Realm was asleep.

The doors of every house were not closed, but Pin Luo always felt like he had returned to the moment when he and Song Qingxiao entered the Yulun Void on the first day. He felt as if he had many eyes looking through the corners of the house. Secretly watching the'guests' walking around in this silent village.

　　 "Isn't that talking about sacrifices?"

　　 He rubbed his arms and broke the silence with a loud voice.

　　 Maybe it's too quiet here. When he speaks, he even feels that he can hear echoes all around.

　　 "Why is there nothing?" Except for the silk ribbons hung on the doors of these people, Pin Luo did not see animals, tribute fruits, etc., which was very different from what he had imagined.

　　 A few people turned around in the village, and there was no major change at the dock. The only slight change was that the peach trees were also covered with black cloth.

　　 Xiangsi was about to step forward and tear off one piece. Before his hand touched, he heard a voice yelling:

　　 "Girl, don't move."

　　 I don’t know when, an old woman with her body crouching appeared not far away, with gray hair, her hands in the wide cuffs, looking at Xiangsi, smiling, showing her toothless gums:

　　 "This thing can't be touched."

　　 In the thick fog, the peach trees and houses behind her are looming.

　　 Xiangsi stretched out his hand and hooked the cloth, then raised his eyebrows:

　　 "Why can't you touch it?"

　　 "After the Dragon King sacrifices, there will be souls of injustice. This is a magic weapon for suppressing evil. It is hung up by the distinguished guests. There will be trouble after touching it."

　　 When she heard Xiang Si's words, she answered with a smile, her voice hoarse, like something stuck in her throat, making people frown.

　　 "Where are the people in the Yulun Void Realm? Why can't you see a person when the Dragon King is here?"

　　 It may be that Song Qingxiao and Xiangsi are present. Although Pin Luo feels that the old woman here is a bit weird, he still has the courage to ask questions.

"Ha ha."

　　 The old woman smiled twice, "Dragon King Sacrifice——"

　　 She cast her gaze on Xiangsi and Song Qingxiao meaningfully. After looking at these two people, she seemed to be extremely patient:

"Still early."

After 　　 said this, she explained it again:

　　 "It's still early, everyone is preparing. It's the time for the Dragon King Festival in the afternoon. It's better to go back for the time being, the lively time is yet to come."

　　 Song Qingxiao and Xiangsi looked at each other, thinking about each other.

　　 Anyway, this time has come, so it's better to go back and wait for a while to see what kind of medicine these people are selling in the gourd.

　　 After returning to the house, the two sides separated. Song Qing Xiao entered the room and meditated cross-legged. With Pin Luo alone, he felt both quiet and difficult, and time seemed to be passing very slowly.

　　 He looked at Song Qingxiao, who was sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes several times. For some reason, he did not dare to disturb her.

　　 Time passed bit by bit, and after about two or three hours of touching it, suddenly there was another trumpet in the direction of Yichang's residence!

　　 This horn was like a signal, and the entire quiet Yulun Void realm heard the sound of the horn, and it suddenly ‘woke up’ from a deep sleep.

　　 The sound of people talking and the friction between walking was mixed with the sound of horns, breaking the silence, and then someone began to sing loudly.

　　 "Uhhhhhhhhhh..."

　　 I heard the sound as if many people were singing in a chorus, the tone was strange, and the words were jerky. The sound was undulated and faltered, and it fluctuated with the sound of the thick horn, like a war song.

　　 After Song Qingxiao was awakened by the sound of the horn, he listened for a while, but couldn't tell why.

　　 She turned her head to see Pin Luo:

　　 "Is this your local language?"

Since the clothes worn by Yichang and others are somewhat similar to those worn by the toasts who were buried here thousands of years ago, they should have a lot to do with this place, and the lyrics and words humming at this time should also be related to the local language. .

　　 I didn't know that Pin Luo listened for a while, but shook his head blankly:

　　 "I don't understand either."

　　 When he said this, he scratched his head, "But in the legend, the descendants of the Yellow Emperor are called a clan of the gods. They have a kind of god's language and have great power."

　　 Since the people of Yulun Void Realm are called ‘Descendants of God’, maybe the song sung at this time is the rumors of the ‘Language of God’.

However, Pin Luo had longed for such a beautiful legend before, but after seeing the horror of Yulun Void Realm, he no longer believed that it belonged to the existence of a'god', and naturally lacked people and things here A sense of awe.

　　 Plus the uncle was not there, he simply said:

　　 "It is said that this power has the effect of soothing the dragon soul."

　　 But he couldn't tell the specific situation.

　　 The two left the room at this moment, only to find that Xiang Si also heard the horn and drove out.

　　 At this moment, the Yulun Void Realm has become lively, and the crowds are in an endless stream, as if all the people who usually hide in the house are all out.

　　 Surrounded by similarly dressed people, laughing and joking, like a garden party.

　　 The three of them walked to the dock and saw the pavilion, which was already full of people at this time.

　　 Several sharp gazes accurately fell on Song Qingxiao's body across a long distance.

She instinctively raised her head, followed her gaze, and saw that on the second floor of the pavilion, No. 5, Ma Yi and the girl in red were standing in a row, looking at the two trialers who appeared, like a hunter. When he reached the prey, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing a bloodthirsty look.

　　 "It really is them."

　　 Xiang Si sighed and came over with divine consciousness.

　　 Although the two had already guessed this scene, Xiang Si still felt very helpless when the bad premonition came true.

　　 Above the dock, Yichang stood in a row.

　　 The moment a few people set foot on the veranda, a violent wind of ‘howsling’ came. The wind contained a lot of moisture, yin and cold air, and Pin Luo shivered from the cold.

　　 He was dressed in thin clothes. At this moment, he was attacked by Yin Qi, and when he was agitated, the cold air drilled into the body along the pores, and his bones seemed to hurt all over his body from the cold.

　　 "Strange."

　　He put his hands around his shoulders, and his head shrank:

　　 "There was no wind, rain or sun here for two days. The fog is so strange today that the temperature seems to have dropped to 0 degrees."

　　 I knew he had brought a few more thick clothes.

　　 When I left the house, the outside world had a good temperature, and the uncle Xiang was dressed thinly. However, they would be trapped here in the end, and the people here would be weird, and the temperature would be strange.

　　 Song Qingxiao naturally also noticed what Pin Luo said.

Just as Uncle Xiang said, the Yulun Void Realm is beyond the Three Realms and is not controlled by heaven and earth. It forms a small reincarnation world on its own. Therefore, the outside wind, rain, light snow, sunlight, sunrise and sunset have nothing to do with this place. The mist is blocked.

　　 The thick fog is like a restriction, separating the Yulun Void Realm from the outside world.

　　 But for the Dragon King Festival today, the prohibition seemed to be broken, and the thick fog dispersed into the Yulun Void, even with the obstructed wind, rain and other natural phenomena infiltrating in.

　　 In other words, today's Yulun Void Realm is fully opened and connected to the outside world.

　　 Song Qing's small eyes fell on the surface of the lake below him. The water of the lake was still clear, but under the lake there was a strange blue color, just like the Jiuquan outside.

　　 It seems that the devilish energy that was blocked by the fog ban, after the ban was broken, also infiltrated in.

　　 Pin Luo hadn't realized this yet, he was trembling with cold, and his face turned pale after a while under the anger.

　　 Song Qing glanced at the No. 5, Ma Yi and others standing on the pavilion, then ignored the gazes of these people, and turned to tell Pin Luo:

　　 "Be careful, you can't touch the water anymore."

　　 She has no head and no brain, but Pin Luo's heart is stretched to the extreme at this time. It is naturally what she says at the moment, nodded without hesitation, and followed her closely.

　　 There was a log by the river at this time. I didn't know when it was ready. Two people from the Yulun Void were standing on it.

　　 There is another thing firmly wrapped in black cloth, carried by several people, standing by the water.

　　 After the three of them came over, Yi Chang's gaze flicked over Xiang Si, and then stopped for a moment on Song Qingxiao, nodded at her, and then turned away from her face.

　　 He didn't speak, and other people didn't say anything, as if they didn't have much opinion about these few outsiders watching the Dragon King Festival.

When 　　 was not long, someone reminded him quietly:

　　 "Master Yichang, it's time."

　　 Yichang nodded. After he expressed his attitude, the people standing behind him sang in unison again. In the vigorous and ancient singing, those who carried the black cloth lifted the cloth and walked up the log.

　　 It’s strange to say that as soon as the song rang, there was a bubble of ‘gulu, gulu’ from the bottom of the water.

　　 The originally calm water surface began to be turbulent, and layers of faint blue magic air floated up from the water.

　　 Xiangsi saw this scene, his expression changed.

　　 Song Qingxiao released his spiritual knowledge and spied down.

　　 But she found that the people in Yulun Void Realm sang strange voices.

　　 These voices seemed to contain some powerful spiritual suppression. At first it was a chorus of several people, and then it seemed to be infected by this atmosphere. In the Yulun Void, regardless of men, women, old, middle-aged, and young, they all began to join the chorus.

　　'S voice formed a powerful divine sense restriction, blocking her divine sense spying. Her divine sense protruded for about 20 meters, and was obstructed by a very strong demon energy.

　　 The louder the singing, the greater the movement in the water.

　　‘Guru, Guru! ’

　　 The surface of the water is like a boiling stream, and a large stream of strong magical energy surges, and the water is almost black.

　　 The surrounding temperature is lower, and the overcast air fills, almost obscuring the sky, making the surrounding light even darker.

The water hits the log, turning it like a swing. The people on the log are almost about to be swept down, and the water surges up, hitting the skirt corners near the feet of a few people, and those few originally looked dull. A look of horror appeared on his face.

　　 "Oh! Ooh!"

　　 Yichang said a few words in a gentle way. The meaning of these two words was not understood by many people, but he could see that he was kind, as if he was gently comforting something.

　　 These two short words of him seem to have extremely powerful magical powers, and the eagerly surging water flow calmed down as he calmed down by these words.

　　 The rolling of the ‘gulu’ on the water surface gradually subsided, and the logging that was violently swayed by the waves calmed down again.

"begin!"

　　 Yichang saw that the water surface was a little gentle, he couldn't help showing a smile. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Song Qingxiao, and then gave orders.

　　 As soon as his voice fell, the interrupted ceremony continued.

　　 The black cloth was uncovered, revealing the clear dew in the red wedding gown inside.

　　 After Song Qingxiao arrived at Yulun Void Realm, she had heard of this woman from Churong and Pinluo, but she had never been able to see it.

　　 Now I saw her wearing a complex palace dress that was red and bloody, layered on top of each other, with her hair high in a bun.

　　 To Song Qingxiao's surprise, she heard Pinluo say that this person was fed black blood by people from the Yulun Void Realm, and she thought that the perineal evil was cleared into the body, and her complexion was as ugly as Na Axin.

　　 But at this time she was as white as snow, her eyebrows were dark, her lips were red as vermilion, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a weird smile.

　　 She is petite and exquisite, and she is also pretty and cute.

Facing the fiddling of people in Yulun Void Realm, she may have accepted her own destiny. She neither struggles nor yells, just like a puppet doll, her eyes are only calmly sweeping through every beaming Yulun Void Realm. People, keep it in your heart.

　　 Several people lifted the cloth, and she folded her hands on her chest, as if lying peacefully on a soft bed, letting the people of Yulun Void Realm lift her up to the log.

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　　Pin Luo's lips trembled, and he wanted to shout loudly, but his voice was as fine as a mosquito and flies, and he was quickly submerged in those ‘vomit ah woo la’ sounds.

　　 "Dragon King, please come to greet your bride——"

　　 "Dragon King, please come to greet your bride——"

　　 "Dragon King, please come to greet your bride——"

　　 Every time I yelled, the sound of the ‘gurgling’ that had already subsided on the water surface became louder, and it seemed to be gradually agitated.

　　 Several people carrying Qinglu shouted while dropping the girl into the water.

　　 "Dragon King, please come to greet your bride——"

　　 Qinglu was getting closer and closer to the water, and the water wave rolled up with a bang, as if it was about to lick her.

　　 Song Qingxiao and Xiang Si are attentive, staring at the water, wanting to see if there is really a "Dragon King" inside.

　　 At this moment, Pin Luo, who was standing next to the two of them, couldn't help it anymore. She had the courage from where she was born, and shouted loudly:

　　 "You are murdering, let her go, let her go!"

His voice was extremely loud, and the few people who were carrying Qinglu seemed to be interrupted by a certain mysterious atmosphere by his coldly yelling, and the hand holding the cloth was loosened, and the Qinglu raised above it with a'puff.' Then fell into the water.

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