After bidding farewell to Emperor Lingxiao, Yang Xuan returned to Sister Hua's hotel.

Emperor Lingxiao finished preparations, it would take about three or four days, and he took advantage of this time to find out some news about the Cloud God Festival.

When he asked this question again, Sein thought about it and asked him to go directly to Sister Hua, saying that Sister Hua knew more about the Cloud God Festival.

Yang Xuan doesn't know much about the woman Sister Hua, but he can probably feel that this is a woman with a lot of stories.

Xue Fei happened to be present when he found Sister Hua, and when he saw Yang Xuan coming, a smile appeared on his face, and then he got up to say goodbye.

Since the bet incident, Xue Fei has been very polite when he sees Yang Xuan again, and he is not so domineering.

Think about it, a guy who can take out 10 billion at his fingertips is not an ordinary person.

Sister Hua looked at Yang Xuan and said, "I heard Sain say that you have been living in seclusion with your master, and you only came out recently. ”

Yang Xuan followed her words and said, "Yes, so there are many things that I don't actually know, such as the Cloud God Festival. ”

Sister Hua nodded: "The Cloud God Festival is actually a festival of the Black Cloud Clan, Gu Lao has passed it down, it is said that in ancient times, the ancestors of the Black Cloud Clan happened to meet the Cloud God and got benefits from the Cloud God, which opened the endless inheritance of the Black Cloud Clan, and the Black Cloud Clan in order to repay the Cloud God, so every hundred years, a Cloud God Festival will be held." ”

Listening to his narration, for some reason, Yang Xuan suddenly thought of the wolf god again.

It's just that I don't know if this so-called cloud god is just an unconscious energy like the wolf god?

Sister Hua continued: "Slowly, this tradition has been inherited and has become an important festival of the Black Cloud Clan, which is the origin of the Cloud God Festival. ”

Yang Xuan pondered the wording and asked, "I heard that when sacrificing to the Cloud God, there will be some lucky people who will be selected to become the messengers of the gods, isn't that so?"

Sister Hua nodded: "Every time the Cloud God is sacrificed, there are indeed people who are chosen by the Cloud God to gain huge power and become the messenger of the gods. ”

As she spoke, she looked at Yang Xuan and said, "Of course, there are some foreigners among them, but the chances are much smaller. ”

She thought that Yang Xuan was also here to try her luck.

Yang Xuan smiled and didn't refute, but just asked, "Is there any difference between the Divine Messenger and ordinary Divine Sacrifices?"

"If it's different, it may be in terms of strength, once you are chosen as the messenger of the gods, your cultivation will increase to the emperor level at the minimum. Sister Hua recalled: "In the endless history of the Black Cloud Clan, it is even said that there is a messenger of the gods who was sanctified in one fell swoop. ”

"Sage?" Yang Xuan's eyes glowed.

"Well, but it's just a legend, generally speaking, most of the messengers of the gods will become emperors. Sister Hua's eyes showed yearning.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

If the Black Cloud Clan could continuously produce emperors in such a way, then they would probably have become the number one clan in the starry sky long ago, but why did they stay in a corner until now? This makes some sense.

But he didn't ask this question, and I guess Sister Hua didn't know either.

After two or three more sentences, there was no new information, so Yang Xuan got up and retired.

"Wait!" Sister Hua stopped him.

"Hmm, Sister Hua, what's the matter?" Yang Xuan turned his head and asked.

"That ......" Sister Hua hesitated, and gritted her teeth after a while: "That, can you lend me some money?"

Borrow money?

Yang Xuan was stunned.

Sister Hua wiped the table with a rag to relieve her embarrassment, and secretly observed Yang Xuan's expression.

Also, he and Yang Xuan are not acquaintances, so he borrowed money when he opened his mouth, which is indeed a little unreasonable.

"How much?" Yang Xuan, who reacted, smiled at the corner of his mouth.

No wonder he thinks that Sister Hua is endless this time, it turns out that she is waiting for him here.

Money is of no use to him at all, as long as it is pleasing to the eye, it doesn't matter if he gives it away.

It just so happened that Sister Hua was among the people he was looking at.

"Well, well......" Sister Hua hummed for a long time, gritted her teeth, and then made up her mind: "One ...... Billion. ”

As soon as the three words of 10 billion came out, Yang Xuan was also stunned.

It's not that he doesn't think that he can't get 10 billion, but he simply thinks that a woman who has only met two or three times opens her mouth and asks you to borrow 10 billion, which is strange no matter how you look at it.

Sister Hua also seemed to feel embarrassed and lowered her head.

"Well, there's 10 billion in this card, take it. Yang Xuan took out an alliance card and put it on the table.

"Huh?" This time it was Sister Hua's turn to be stunned, he looked at the card on the table, and then looked up at Yang Xuan, unable to tell what the expression was on his face.

After a while, she asked, "Don't you ask me what I do with 10 billion?"

Yang Xuan shrugged: "That's your business, I'm not interested." ”

"But...... But what if I don't go up yet?" Sister Hua asked again.

"If you can't pay it yet, then use someone to pay off the debt. Yang Xuan laughed and said jokingly.

In fact, money is really useless to him, let alone 10 billion, even if it is 100 billion, it is just a number, and it has no actual value.

He was joking, but Sister Hua had a solemn face.

She stood up and said solemnly: "I will definitely pay you back the money, don't worry." ”

Yang Xuan smiled, waved his hand directly, and turned to leave.

After he left, Sister Hua in the room held the card tightly in her hand, and looked at the direction of Yang Xuan's departure, and did not move for a long time.

Leaving Sister Hua's place, Yang Xuan has nowhere to go for the time being.

The Cloud God Festival had not yet been held, and he didn't want to stir it up in advance with the idea of finding out.

Xue Fei and Sain had already gone out and didn't know where they went.

However, looking at Xue Fei's sloppy appearance before leaving, Yang Xuan guessed that it was definitely not a good place.

There is nothing to do left and right, it is better to go out for a stroll, and it can be regarded as seeing the customs and customs of the Black Cloud Clan, and it is not in vain to come here.

The location of Sister Hua's shop is not a prosperous place in this city, and Yang Xuan has no purpose after going out, so he wanders around the street with confidence.

Maybe because of the Cloud God Festival, there are still a lot of people on the street, and all kinds of vendors and stalls have come up with a twelve-point solution to attract business.

Yang Xuan pursed his lips, this looked no different from the kind of bazaar of the human race.

Regardless of whether it is a pit or not, he spent dozens of alliance coins at a vendor to buy a doll-like doll, and swayed it in his hand at will.

It's not that he likes the doll, but simply to experience what it's like to shop on a planet.

To be honest, it feels like that, compared with the feeling of shopping on the street with Xiaojing in Lanxing and buying a sugar gourd for a long time, it is much worse.

Thinking of Xiaojing, he inexplicably missed a trace in his heart.

Thinking of Xiaojing's madness before leaving, a smile appeared in the corner of Yang Xuan's eyes.

I just don't know how his plan to give birth to a baby is going.

There were already a lot of pedestrians on the street, and when he thought about it, his mind was a little distracted, and he didn't even notice that he bumped into someone.