The Yulun Void Realm, which had experienced a night of revelry, was a little quiet at this time, as if every household was making preparations before the sacrifice.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and several people could see that there were black and red silk bands hanging on the left and right sides of the door of every house, and the whole Yulun Realm exuded a feeling of depressing and strange atmosphere.

The lake in the distance was shrouded in fog, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

As he took two steps, he felt creepy as he heard his own breathing, heartbeat, and footsteps.

Last night it was extremely noisy and noisy, and now it is very quiet, as if the entire Yulun Realm is asleep.

The doors of every house were not closed, but Pinluo always felt like he had returned to the moment when he and Song Qingxiao stepped into the Yulun Realm on the first day, and he felt as if many pairs of eyes were looking through the corners of the house, secretly observing the 'guests' walking in this dead village.

"Didn't you say sacrifice?"

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

Maybe it was so quiet that he could even feel the echo all around him when he spoke.

"Why nothing?" Except for the silk belts hanging on the doors of these people, Pinro did not see any animals, tribute fruits, etc., which was very different from what he had imagined.

A few people walked around 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.

Xiang Si was about to step forward and tear off one, but before his hand touched it, he heard a voice shouting:

"Girl, don't move."

I don't know when, an old woman with a rickety body appeared not far from everyone, with gray hair, hands in wide cuffs, looking at Xiangsi, squinting with a smile, revealing toothless gums:

"This thing can't be touched."

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

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

"Why can't you touch it?"

"After the dragon king sacrifice, there will be unjust souls, this is the magic weapon to suppress evil spirits, which is hung by the distinguished guests themselves, and there will be trouble after touching it."

When she heard Xiang Si's words, she answered with a smile, and her voice was hoarse, like something stuck in her throat, which made people frown when they heard it.

"What about the people in the Yulun Realm? Why is it that when the dragon king is sacrificed, no one can see it? ”

It may be that Song Qingxiao and Xiangsi are there, although Pinluo feels that the old woman who appears here is a little weird, but he still has the courage to ask questions.

"Huh."

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

She meaningfully set her eyes on Xiang Si and Song Qingxiao, and after glancing at these two people, she seemed to be extremely patient:

"It's still early."

After saying this, she explained again:

"It's still early at this time, everyone is preparing, the afternoon is the time for the Dragon King Festival, a few people might as well go back for the time being, the lively time is still to come."

Song Qingxiao and Xiang Si looked at each other, and they both had their own thoughts in their hearts.

Anyway, it's already at this time, so it's better to go back and wait for a while, and see what kind of medicine these people are selling in their gourds.

After returning to the house, the two sides separated, and as soon as Song Qingxiao entered the house, he meditated cross-legged, leaving Pinluo alone, and he felt that it was quiet and difficult, and time seemed to pass very slowly.

He looked at Song Qingxiao, who was sitting cross-legged and with his eyes closed, several times, and for some reason, he didn't dare to disturb her.

Time passed little by little, and after about two or three hours, suddenly in the direction of Yichang's residence, another horn sounded!

This horn was like a signal, and the entire quiet Yulun Realm heard the sound of the horn, and immediately seemed to 'wake up' from its slumber.

The silence was broken by the sound of people talking and the sound of walking and moving, and then someone began to sing loudly.

"Woo Mi Oh ......"

It sounded like a chorus of people, with strange tones and jerky words, and the voice was subdued and suffocated, rising and falling with the sound of a thick horn, like a war song.

After Song Qingxiao was awakened by the sound of the horn, he listened to it for a long time, but he couldn't hear the reason.

She turned to Pinro:

"Is this your local language?"

Since the clothes worn by Yichang and others are somewhat similar to the clothes worn by Tusi when he was buried here thousands of years ago, then they should have a great connection with this place, and the lyrics and phrases hummed at this time should also be related to the local language.

How do you know that Pinluo listened for a long time, but shook his head blankly:

"I don't understand either."

When he said this, he scratched his head, "But according to legend, the descendants of the Yellow Emperor are called the Divine Family, and there is a language of the gods that has great power. ”

Since the people of the Yulun Realm are called 'descendants of God', perhaps the song they sang at this time is the rumored 'language of God'.

However, Pinluo used to yearn for such a beautiful legend, but after really seeing the horror of the Yulun Realm, he no longer thought that this was the existence of a 'god', and naturally lacked a sense of awe for the people and things here.

In addition, Uncle Xiang was not there, so he simply said:

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

But he couldn't say the specifics.

The two of them went out of the room at this time, but found that Xiangsi also heard the horn and rushed out.

At this time, the Yulun Realm was already lively, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going, as if all the people who were usually hiding in the house were all dispatched.

All around are people dressed similarly, giggling and laughing, like a garden festival.

The three of them went to the dock and saw that the pavilion was already crowded with people.

There were several sharp gazes that fell on Song Qingxiao's body accurately from a long distance.

She instinctively raised her head, followed her gaze, and saw that on the second floor of the pavilion, the three of them stood in a row, looking at the two trialists who appeared, as if a hunter had seen his prey, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, revealing a bloodthirsty hideous look.

"Sure enough, it's them."

Xiang Si sighed and transmitted the sound with his divine sense.

Although the two of them had already guessed this scene, the moment they saw the bad premonition come true, Xiang Si still felt very helpless.

On the dock dock, headed by Yichang, stood in a row of black pressure.

The moment a few people stepped onto the verandah, a 'howling' wind blew in, and the wind contained a large amount of water, yin and cold air, which made Pinluo shiver from the cold.

He was thinly dressed, and at this moment he was attacked by yin qi, and when he was excited, the cold air drilled into his body along the pores, freezing his bones as if they were hurting.

"Strange."

He folded his hands around his shoulders and shrunk his head:

"There has been no wind, rain or sun here for two days, and the fog today is strangely big, and the temperature seems to have dropped to 0 degrees."

I knew that he would bring a few more thick clothes.

When I went out, the temperature of the outside world was suitable, and Uncle Xiang was thinly dressed, so I didn't know that in the end they would be intercepted here, and the people here were weird, and the temperature was strange.

Song Qingxiao naturally also noticed what Pinluo said.

As Uncle Xiang said, the Yulun Void Realm is beyond the Three Realms, not controlled by heaven and earth, and has become a small world of reincarnation, so the wind, rain, light snow, sunlight, sunrise, and sunset in the outside world have nothing to do with this place, and are blocked by a layer of mist.

That thick layer of mist was like a prohibition, separating the Yulun Realm from the outside world.

But today's Dragon King Sacrifice, the prohibition seemed to be broken, and the dense fog dispersed into the territory of Yulun Void, and even the natural phenomena such as wind and rain that were blocked seeped in.

In other words, today's Yulun Realm is all open and connected to the outside world.

Song Qingxiao's gaze fell on the surface of the lake below him, the lake water was still clear, but under the bottom of the lake there was a strange blue, which was the same as the nine springs outside.

It seems that the demonic qi that was blocked by the fog prohibition also infiltrated after the prohibition was broken.

Before Pinro realized this, he was shivering with cold, and his face turned white after a short time under the yin qi.

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

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

Her words were clueless, but Pinluo's heart was stretched into a string stretched to the extreme at this time, and it was natural that she would say whatever she said at the moment, nodded without hesitation, and followed her closely.

At this time, there was a wooden corpse by the river, and I don't know when it was prepared, and two people from the Yulun Realm were standing on it.

There was also something firmly wrapped in black cloth and carried by several people, standing at the water's edge.

After the three of them came over, Yichang's gaze swept over Xiang Si, then stopped at Song Qingxiao for a moment, nodded at her, and then turned his face away.

He didn't speak, and the others didn't say anything, as if they didn't have much of an opinion about these outsiders watching the Dragon King Sacrifice.

After a while, someone whispered to remind him:

"Lord Yichang, the time has come."

Yichang nodded, and as soon as he made a statement, the people standing behind him sang in unison again, and in the thick and ancient singing, the few people carrying the black cloth lifted the cloth and walked towards the woodcut.

Strange to say, as soon as the song sounded, suddenly a bubble rolled up under the water.

The originally calm water began to turbulent, and layers of dark blue demonic energy rolled up from the water.

When Xiang Si saw this scene, his expression couldn't help but change.

Song Qingxiao released his divine sense and spied down.

But she found that the voices of the people in the Yulun Realm were strange.

These voices seemed to contain some kind of powerful spiritual power suppression, at first it was a chorus of several people, and then as if infected by this atmosphere, both men and women, old and young, in the Yulun Realm, also began to join the chorus.

The sound formed a powerful divine sense prohibition, blocking her divine sense from spying, and her divine sense poked down twenty meters, and was hindered by an extremely thick demonic qi.

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

'Gollum, Gollum! ’

The surface of the water was like a stream of boiling water, and a large stream of rich demonic qi surged, dyeing the water almost black.

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

The water rushed against the wood, swinging it like a swing, and the people on the wood were almost swept down, and the water waves swelled up, hitting the corners of the skirts of the feet of several people, and the faces of those who had originally looked blank showed a look of horror.

"Woohoo! Woohoo! ”

Yichang said a few words gently, and several people couldn't understand the meaning of these two words, but they could see that his attitude was kind, as if he was gently comforting something.

His short two sentences seemed to have extremely powerful magic, and the water that was originally surging eagerly calmed down again with his words.

The rolling of the water gradually subsided, and the logging that had been violently shaken by the waves calmed down again.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the water surface was slightly relaxed, Yichang couldn't help but show a smile, glanced at Song Qingxiao out of the corner of his eye, and then gave orders.

As soon as he finished speaking, the interrupted ritual continued.

The black cloth was uncovered, revealing the dew of the red wedding dress inside.

Since Song Qingxiao arrived in the Yulun Realm, he has heard of this woman from Chu Rong and Pinluo, but he has never had the opportunity to see her.

At this time, I saw that she was wearing a complicated palace dress as red as blood, layered on top of each other, and her hair was high and coiled.

To Song Qingxiao's surprise, she heard Pinluo say that this person was fed black blood by the people of Yulun Realm, and thought that Qinglu perineum evil had entered the body, and her face was as ugly as Na Ah Xin.

But at this time, her skin was as white as snow, her eyebrows and eyes were black, her lips were red and purple, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a strange smile.

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

Facing the fiddling of the people in the Yulun Void Realm, she may have accepted her fate, she neither struggled nor shouted angrily, like a puppet doll, her eyes just calmly swept over every person in the jubilant Yulun Realm, and kept it firmly in her heart.

Several people lifted the cloth, and she folded her hands on her chest, as if lying calmly on a soft bed, letting the people of the Yulun Realm carry her up to the wood.

"This is murder, this is murder......"

Pinro's lips trembled, and he wanted to shout loudly, but his voice was as thin as a mosquito, and he was quickly drowned out by the sounds of 'grunt, whimper, woo-la'.

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

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

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

With each shout, the sound of the 'grunt' on the surface of the water became louder, as if it was gradually becoming a little restless.

Several people carrying the dew shouted as they put the girl into the water.

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

Qinglu was getting closer and closer to the water, and the water waves rolled up with a 'whoosh', as if they were about to lick her body.

Song Qingxiao and Xiang Si and the two of them concentrated on the water, staring at the water, wanting to see if there would really be a 'dragon king' inside.

At this moment, Pinluo, who was standing beside the two of them, finally couldn't help it, and out of nowhere, he had the courage to shout loudly:

"You are killing people, let her go, let her go!"

His voice was extremely loud, and several people who were carrying the dew seemed to be interrupted by his cold shouting, and as soon as the hand holding the cloth was released, the dew carried on it fell into the water with a 'poof'.

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