At this time, after Pinluo sorted out the time, when he looked at everything in the Yulun Realm, he felt that it was indescribably eerie.

After a person's mentality changes, when they look at the surrounding environment, they feel that something is not quite right.

The light mist that shrouded the lake, the houses, and the mountains that was difficult to disperse was originally lined with dust, making people feel like they were in a fairyland, but at this moment, in Pinluo's eyes, it became a gray haze, blocking the sunlight, which was not very comfortable.

And the rows of antique houses in the distance, the quiet environment, seemed to him to reveal a sense of evil.

Standing under the pavilion entrance, quietly waiting for the boat to arrive, the 'immortals' in the Yulun Realm were originally the ones that Pin Luo was most looking forward to seeing after entering the Nine Dragons Cave.

But after discovering that something was wrong at this time, he looked at these so-called 'immortals' again, as if he had seen a ghost hooking the soul, swallowed his saliva, and wanted to squeeze in the direction of Song Qingxiao.

"What, what to do?"

He asked in a low voice, his eyes looked in the direction of Uncle Xiang and the two accomplices, and he stopped talking.

Uncle Xiang has been going back and forth here for many years, I don't know if he didn't notice that the time here was wrong, or if he had already discovered it, but he probably understood the reason, in short, he didn't take the problem of time difference to heart, and his uninjured face was full of smiles.

The folds of his face stretched out at this time, and the whole person looked a little more popular and less gloomy than before.

In his extreme excitement, his face even flushed, and from time to time he lowered his head and talked to the two young juniors, as if he was pointing out something that needed to be paid attention to.

When Pinluo's gaze fell on him, he seemed to be aware of it, raised his head, and after his gaze collided with Pinluo, he immediately glanced at Song Qingxiao who was not far from him, and then the corners of his mouth hooked coldly, and then he stepped down, and then turned his head away.

Obviously, because of Pinluo's closeness to Song Qingxiao, he has kicked Pinluo out of his 'team'.

The old man's indifferent attitude made Pin Luo feel like someone had been poured cold water on his head, and his original hesitation to tell Uncle Xiang about this discovery was suddenly stopped, and he subconsciously shrank his legs and moved closer to Song Qingxiao's side.

"What do we do now?"

At this moment, he had already classified himself as a fellow soldier with Song Qingxiao in his heart, and turned his head to stare at her as he spoke, wanting to see her decision from the look on her face.

After entering the Nine Dragon Caves, Song Qingxiao's calmness and composure, as well as his previous actions to save his life, made Pinluo faintly regard her as the leader at this time, completely forgetting that he had sworn before that he would protect her.

"Don't do it."

Song Qingxiao lowered his gaze to the lake, and while speaking, Song Qingxiao bent down to hold the water.

Her actions frightened the young man sitting beside her, her cheek muscles twitched, and she was about to stop it, but she was a step too late, only to hear the sound of 'plopping' water, Song Qingxiao's hand had already sunk into the water, and she played twice, and there was a slight sound when the water waves were scratched.

The young man didn't hear the expected scream, and after realizing it, Song Qing seemed to be resistant to the lake.

His tense nerves loosened, and his body fell to the strings of the boat, gasping for breath of fear.

Song Qingxiao's voice sounded in his ears:

"I just want to see where the Dragon King is hiding in this Yulun Void Realm, which is suppressed by the Dragon King's qi."

It wasn't the first time she said that she was here for the Dragon King, but the first time she said it, Pinro only took her joking and didn't take her words to heart.

And when she mentioned it again, Pinro vaguely felt that she was not joking.

Fairyland, Dragon King, these obviously belong to the legend, should be an ethereal existence, at this time into the ears of young people, it is a little incredible, but because of Song Qingxiao's several mentions, he is worried.

After Song Qing finished speaking, she didn't say anything, she plucked the water twice, then pulled out her hand again, and put it on the string of the boat to think carefully.

The lake here is clear and clean, obviously connected to the Nine Springs, and there is only a thick fog in the middle, but she found that the water flow demon qi here has been much lighter, and even the yin qi is very light.

But the breath of living creatures still can't be felt in the water, it's really weird, I don't know what the principle is.

The existence of the dense fog divided the water flow of a lake into two, maybe her initial guess was wrong, those dense fogs were not to block the exploration of the outside world, but more likely to prevent the yin qi from eroding into the Yulun Realm.

Who has the ability to lay down such a ban?

Does the legendary dragon king have anything to do with the dragon king she needs to kill in this trial?

Between thoughts, the boat was getting closer and closer to the dock, and the faint fragrance of peach blossoms came, and Uncle Xiang, who was talking to the two young people, couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart at this time and stood up.

The people standing here on the dock could already see clearly, and they were standing in a very strange way.

There was one person standing in the front, two in the second row, three in the third row, and five in the fourth row.

These people are particular about the direction in which they stand, there is a certain distance between people, and the gap between the front row and the back row is also very obvious, forming a strange triangular position, as if some kind of mysterious magic circle.

The eleven people were all wearing the same clothes, all of them were dark blue wide-sleeved blouses with oblique tops, and the waist was wrapped with embroidered dark fabrics to wrap layer after layer of skirts, and finally the outermost layer was hung on the waist with a special silver hook, which looked both complicated and very ceremonial.

Because everyone is dressed and dressed, and even their breath and expressions are similar, when they look at the past, they are vaguely unable to distinguish who is who, as if the people standing in front of them are brothers born to compatriots.

But as the boat approached, several young people realized that it was just a psychological illusion, and that the 'people' standing here were not of the same age, some old and some young.

The person standing at the front looked very young, only in his twenties, I don't know if it was because he had been hiding from the world all the year round, living in the Yulun Realm, his skin was pale without a trace of blood, but it was extremely thin and tender, like a freshly peeled eggshell, without half a scar or mole, and his skin was amazingly good.

He was very young, and wore a strange black hat, with two black forged bands as wide as two fingers on either side of the brim, which hung down to the sides of his chest, and made his skin more and more white as jade.

This person is beautiful in appearance and looks handsome and extraordinary, compared with the few wrinkled old men behind him, he looks dusty, and he is completely no different from the immortals imagined by several young people.

Although he is young, his momentum is extraordinary, and when he looks at people, he feels great pressure.

Seeing the ship approaching, he just smiled slightly, took the first step forward, and broke the perfect triangular formation before, but the others who stayed behind him did not move, still maintaining the respectful posture of standing with their hands in front of him before, and did not make a sound.

As soon as Uncle Xiang saw this young man, his single eye burst out like a bright light like a small sun, and he couldn't even wait for the boat to get completely close to the dock before he jumped up.

The old man was no longer young, but he was still very vigorous, and when he came ashore, he was not in a hurry to pull the boat to the dock, but walked quickly towards the young black-robed man who was the leader, and before he got close to his side, he seemed not to dare to molest this man, and immediately knelt down, and bowed step by step, moving his body and crawling towards the young man.

"Lord Yichang." He muttered to himself, kissing the ground as if he had so much respect for the young man that he did not even dare to touch the tips of his shoes, for fear of defiling him.

Judging from Uncle Xiang's performance, this is the adult he called Yichang, and in the Yulun Realm, his identity is extraordinary, and he is probably the leader of this trip to welcome Uncle Xiang!

Song Qingxiao's eyes looked at the young man with a crown of jade, and there was Uncle Xiang kneeling in front of him, but the young man's gaze did not fall on Uncle Xiang, but crossed over Uncle Xiang, and he also happened to be looking at the people on the boat.

After his gaze swept over the two young men who supported each other and looked as excited as Uncle Xiang, he then glanced at Pin Luo lightly, and finally fell on Song Qingxiao.

His gaze paused for a moment on her still wet hand, and then moved to her face, and then made a slight contact with her gaze, and then fixed for a moment.

The two looked at each other, as if they were secretly probing each other's reality and reality.

Song Qingxiao's previous move to pour water must have been seen by this young man, so he was not surprised at this time, but seemed to have only seen a trivial matter.

And Song Qingxiao didn't mean to hide it, Uncle Xiang was treacherous and very thoughtful, and he didn't know what kind of transaction there was between him and the people in the Yulun Realm, and his performance on the road, I am afraid that he would take the initiative to confess one by one without this young man asking.

Therefore, she also looked at this young man calmly, and her gaze was direct to almost presumptuousness.

Compared with several other uncles and young people who are either pious, restless, or apprehensive, her performance is nothing less than extremely noticeable.

The young man didn't seem to care about her presumptuous gaze, and after staring at her for a long time, he finally spoke slowly with the honorific title of Uncle Xiang who was kneeling on the ground:

"I didn't expect such a remote place to have guests today."

Extremely inconsistent with his youthful and handsome appearance was his voice.

His voice was clear and clear, but his tone was steady and kind, as if it was like old wine that had been precipitated for many years, with a long-standing atmosphere, as if he had seen through many things in the world, with a strange feeling of time rings.

The handsome young man's words stunned Uncle Xiang and the three young men on the boat, according to Uncle Xiang, he came every month, and traveled back and forth countless times in the past few decades.

What's more, it can be seen from the way he treats the boy that he respects the boy like a heavenly man, and the boy treats him ordinarily, lukewarm, not like a guest, but more like a slave.

The guest mentioned in the young man's mouth will naturally not be Uncle Xiang.

When he spoke, his eyes were on Song Qingxiao, and he didn't pay attention to the other three, as if those young people were insignificant and not worthy of being looked at by him, so the guests he thought were naturally not these three people.

Uncle Xiang stood upright, his hideous and terrifying face showed a hint of surprise, obviously he didn't expect that the girl who had given him an abnormal headache all the way would be respected as a guest by this young man after coming at this time.

After just a moment of gaffe, Uncle Xiang fell to the ground again, maintaining his previous respectful and unusual kneeling posture.

After the handsome young man said this, he withdrew his gaze with a smile and glanced at Uncle Xiang in front of him:

"Thank you, each other."

His words were like a supreme reward for Uncle Xiang, and he trembled with excitement at the moment, nodded his forehead to the ground, and cried loudly in a gaffe voice, as if he couldn't make a sound.