The boat sprang out of the river and landed into a lake and a half size.

The terrain here is no longer as cramped and gloomy as in the river, and when the originally sandwiched mountain wall merges here, it seems to have been removed from the corner.

The surrounding mountain wall is in the form of a semi-circular bowl upside down, but the bottom of the bowl is empty.

The moonlight spills unscrupulously into the lake, illuminating the lake water sparkling.

The light of the water reflects on the mountain wall, shining with dots of luster, forming a beautiful scene.

The mountain wall is surrounded by different outlets, like springs, which slowly pour into the lake, forming a unique scene.

A cold smoke rises above the surface of the lake, forming a green smoke that looks like fog but not fog, coiling above the lake, forming a unique cloud layer that envelops the lake and makes people feel like they are in a fairyland.

It's just that the sudden swing of the boat broke the peace of this fairyland, making the water ripple endlessly, making a 'whooshing' wave sound, and holding the boat to gently shake like a cradle.

No one thought that after experiencing the eerie river at the bottom of the mountain, they would come to such a place, and their eyes suddenly opened up, as if they had entered the legendary peach paradise.

"This—" An exhausted young man was dumbfounded, looked around, opened his mouth, and let out an exclamation of disbelief.

His voice resounded in the mountain wall, magnified to dozens of times, and alarmed the surrounding mist, causing the mist to rise and fall, as if a living thing was wriggling.

"Is this the legendary Yulun Realm?" After someone opened his mouth, when the other person spoke again, he subconsciously lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that he would wake up the immortals living in the fairyland because of his loud voice.

Half of Uncle Xiang's eerie and terrifying face was shrouded in shadows, but the other half of his face was facing everyone, showing a bit of color mixed with contempt, as if showing off, faintly reprimanding:

"Ignorant boy."

After seeing this kind of 'fairyland', everyone admired Uncle Xiang who often traveled back and forth to the fairyland and mastered the secret path in and out of the 'Xianfan'.

"This is just the entrance, the real Yulun Wonderland, it's inside."

He said this, and stretched out his hand.

A few people looked in the direction of his finger and saw the place where the fog was condensing.

This is the place where the fog cocoon sensed by Song Qingxiao's previous divine sense is located, and at this time, an unbreakable shadow is formed, dividing the lake into two, isolating the so-called Yulun Void Realm.

Song Qingxiao sat on the side of the boat string, and at this time, he leaned to the side of his body, and one arm leaned out of the boat string.

Because the river channel of Jiulong Cave is narrow, in order to facilitate the passage of ships, and Uncle Xiang is old and decrepit, his ship is not large, at this time the ship is loaded with a large number of supplies and five people, the draft is extremely deep, she poked her hand out, and most of the palm sank into the water.

As soon as the water touched her fingers, a tingling sensation surged up, as if she had been pricked by a needle, and then a cold chill to the bones rushed into her sea of consciousness through her fingertips, and the yin qi in the water that was dozens of times thicker than in the Nine Dragon Caves tried to invade her arm along her palm.

Song Qing's small palm shook his spiritual power, and he immediately blocked this yin qi back.

This water is extremely cold, and that chill not only comes from the coldness of the body, but also from the soul and the bottom of the heart.

Her expression remained unchanged, but she looked down and saw that a piece of light scales had appeared on the back of her hand sunk in the water, and with the rotation of spiritual power, the light scales gradually disappeared.

There's something weird about this lake.

Now Song Qingxiao's body is very strong, and the yin qi contained in the water can provoke her body to appear automatic defense at the first time she touches it, which shows the depth of the demonic energy in the lake.

But as her spiritual power surged, the yin qi was blocked, making the lake not a threat to her.

She swiped her hand twice, making a 'bang' sound, which alarmed Uncle Xiang who was talking.

The one-eyed old man turned his face, and when he saw Song Qingxiao's actions, a trace of shock flashed in his only remaining eye, and his eyes widened, as if his eyeballs were about to come out of his body.

The water here is not the same color as the water of the Heishui River outside the Nine Dragon Caves, the water quality is much clearer, and even under the starlight, the blue of the bottom of the water shines through the water, like a crystal clear gradient blue jade, which looks clean and transparent.

"Wow." Song Qingxiao's actions were not only seen by Uncle Xiang, but after the other three saw it, they all instinctively turned their heads to look at the water.

I don't know whether it is the reflection of rocks, special soil or the shadow of light under the water, so that the real depth of the water cannot be seen, but the upper layer is very clear, which is delightful to see.

Without waiting for Uncle Xiang to speak, the young man who had been talking to Song Qing before couldn't help but let out a cheer when he saw her leisurely paddle water.

The girl's wrists are slender and snow-white, half of which sinks into the water, making her fingertips more and more slender and delicate, and the contrast with the ice blue lake is even more pleasing to the eye.

After experiencing the Heishui River and staying in the dark Nine Dragon Cave River for more than ten hours, the young man was already tired, hungry and thirsty, and when he saw such a scene, after cheering at the moment, he instinctively stretched out his arm and wanted to reach into the water.

"Don't touch ......"

"Don't touch it!"

Uncle Xiang and Song Qingxiao's voices sounded at the same time, and at the same time, Song Qingxiao's movements were as fast as lightning, and he stretched out his other hand to accurately grab the young man's wrist.

She looked tall and thin, not strong, but her strength was amazing, and when the young man was caught by her, no matter how hard she tried, she could not shake her.

At the same time, the other two young people were unstoppable, and at the same time as Uncle Xiang spoke, someone had already reached into the water, and it was too late to stop it.

The moment his fingertips touched the lake, one of the young men let out a heart-rending cry:

"Ahh

He pulled his hand out of the water like an electric shock, and the crystal droplets of water slipped from his fingertips, starting from the tips of his fingers, and a terrible red mark stained his fingers red, spreading halfway to the palm of his hand.

The red marks began to swell at a visible rate, like a rapidly fermented steamed bun, then turned red to purple, and finally to blue.

The water droplets on it also quickly froze, turning into a faint layer of frost and knotting on the palm of his hand.

"Ah...... It hurts...... Uncle Xiang......"

The young man screamed, trembling in pain, and his face changed color.

This sudden change caused the other two young people to change their expressions, and the other young man, who had not yet touched the water source, moved his hand back as fast as lightning, as if he was afraid that if he slowed down for a moment, he would also encounter the consequences of youth.

The young man who was grabbed by Song Qingxiao's wrist widened his eyes, and looked at one of his accomplices' palms that instantly swollen like a huge bear paw, with a look of horror.

"My aunt, hey, this is too fucking scary!"

He trembled, his brain seemed to have not reacted, and he forgot that he was still caught by Song Qingxiao.

"I don't know what to live or die!"

Uncle Xiang scolded and scolded, with an unhappy look.

"Uncle Xiang......" The young man held his palm, and at this time, the ice was firmly condensed on his palm, and after a moment's effort, the palm was already swollen several times the size, and it was blue and purple, which was very terrifying.

The falling ice crystals pulled a piece of rotting, thin flesh down, revealing the bruises and purples within.

The flesh looked like a half-rotten flesh, and the scalp was numb to the eye.

The blood had been frozen and turned into yellow water, but after a while, it turned into ice crystals and sealed the wound.

He had snot and tears flowing together, he hadn't eaten, drunk or slept for more than ten hours in a row, and he was psychologically tortured.

At this time, the miserable situation of his hand was not only painful to the bone, but what was even more terrifying was that he was worried that his palm would be abolished from now on, so he cried loudly and called Uncle Xiang.

"What's howling?" Uncle Xiang was extremely irritable and scolded loudly: "Didn't Lao Tzu tell you not to touch it?" ”

Uncle Xiang was upset by the noise and endured his anger:

"Stop arguing, hurry up into the Yulun Realm and find someone to rescue."

When he said this, he glanced at Song Qingxiao again, her hand still sinking in the water.

The power of this water, he has traveled back and forth between the Yulun Void Realm and the outside world for decades, and he naturally knows the terrifying evil of this water.

It is rumored that even if a real person with strong yang energy enters here, the true fire of samadhi on his body will be extinguished.

But Song Qingxiao stretched out his hand to scoop up the water at this time, and his expression was leisurely, as if he was not affected by the water at all.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a ready-made example of comparison right in front of him, Uncle Xiang would probably have to wonder if the power in the water had disappeared.

The young man was scolded by him, and he didn't dare to cry anymore at the moment, but just endured the severe pain.

But the pain was extraordinary, and he gritted his teeth, and in a short time his face was black, and his whole body trembled, and tears flowed from his eyes.

"Xiang, Uncle Xiang, this water, in the end, what is it......" The young man who was caught by Song Qingxiao opened his mouth with difficulty, but before he finished speaking, it turned into a 'click' sound with his teeth chattering.

Uncle Xiang didn't speak, and Song Qing urinated:

"It's nothing, it's underwater." She withdrew her hand that was sinking in the water, and in such an environment, her calm attitude undoubtedly made several people who had no master suddenly seem to have found the backbone of the main body, and their eyes were focused on her.

Droplets of water dripped from her fingertips, and under the starlight, the water light refracted a crystal bright luster, flowing down the back of her white hand and fingertips.

It's also strange to say, obviously they all touched the same water, swollen into pig's trotters in an instant, and cried hysterically; One of them seems to have nothing to do, but it is like washing his hands in clean water, which is really strange.

But she said that the water was not strange, but the others did not believe it, and the young man also looked suspicious.

Song Qingxiao just smiled when she saw his expression, grabbed his wrist and flipped it.

The young man was like a child under her palm, and he didn't have any resistance at all, and at the moment his palm was facing up, and his palm was slightly divided, and she moved her hand that was still dripping, and this move suddenly frightened the young man and began to yell heartbreakingly:

"Ah...... Don't......"

The lesson of the little friend's past is still in front of him, how dare he take the palm of his bare hand to pick up this evil thing, and he is struggling desperately at the moment, wanting to shrink his palm back.

But his little strength was like a mayfly shaking a tree in front of Song Qingxiao, even if he used his strength to feed, his cheeks turned red with struggle, and the hull of the boat shook violently due to his vigorous kicking, but he still couldn't escape from Song Qingxiao's hands.

The young man's face turned from red to white, and then to purple, and in despair, he couldn't even make a sound.

'Tick'!

The drops of water fell on the palm of his hand, only to cool his palm, and then it turned into a damp overflow.

"Ah......h ”

The moment the droplets touched his skin, it didn't happen like his accomplices, but soon the coolness was evaporated by his body temperature, leaving only a trace of that cold touch.

As soon as Song Qing's hand was released, the young man hurriedly took his hand back and raised it in front of him to take a closer look.

“…… I'm fine. He burst into tears of joy and laughed as he rubbed his palm with his other finger.

It is true that there is no broken skin, no rot and freezing, and there is still only a slight soft touch after wet water remains in the palm, and there is no pain.

After confirming that he was not injured, he collapsed his shoulder, experienced the ups and downs of the mood of great fuss, he was paralyzed for a moment, and after reacting, he sat up straight with a 'whoosh', and glanced at Song Qingxiao, as if he wanted to speak, but he only saved himself before thinking of others.

If she hadn't pulled herself at the critical moment, I'm afraid he would have reached into the water like the young man.

Later, although she took a drop of water to startle him, it was nothing compared to the kindness of pulling in time.

It's just that his previous screams were too unmanly, and in front of Song Qingxiao, his companions and Uncle Xiang, he was so frightened that tears flowed out, which was really embarrassing.

Thinking of this, the young man's cheeks were slightly red, his lips moved for a moment, and only after a while did he whisper:

"Thank you."

He can also tell the good from the bad, Song Qingxiao nodded and accepted his affection.

"The water is fine, it's the place that's the problem." She shook the water in her hand twice, the water droplets splashed randomly, although it had been confirmed that the water would not cause harm to people, Song Qingxiao also said it twice, but the tragic example of the injured young man was still in front of her, when she shook her hand, several other people subconsciously turned their heads to dodge, even the two people on the opposite side and the farthest uncle Xiang, knowing that the water might not splash on their bodies, also involuntarily shrunk their necks.

"What's under the water?" Song Qingxiao casually wiped his hands dry, and then his eyes fell on the shrunken Uncle Xiang, and asked him lightly.

Uncle Xiang was looked at by her, and his heart was beating wildly.

This girl had already put a lot of pressure on him when he was on the boat before, and when those eyes looked at him again, it was obviously not fierce, but it made Uncle Xiang feel his scalp tingle, and a shiver jumped up from his spine, and the hairs on his back quickly stood up, resisting his underwear.

Facing Song Qingxiao's gaze, Uncle Xiang felt that his scalp was numb, and those small plans in his heart seemed to be spread out under the sun under her gaze, and there was nothing to hide.

He didn't know it was called coercion, but he stiffened and wanted to turn his head to avoid her gaze, but his body was stiff and abnormal, and he didn't listen to his command.

After a while, Uncle Xiang's forehead was dripping with beads of sweat, and finally he couldn't bear this pressure, and reluctantly spoke:

"What, what's there?"

As soon as Uncle Xiang finished speaking, seeing that Song Qingxiao was silent, he obviously didn't believe his words, and then said:

"There's really nothing."

This is called brine point tofu, one thing drops one thing.

Several young men were held by him, and they were so cold in front of him that they didn't dare to make a sound.

But he was in front of Song Qingxiao, but he was treated by her several times, and he was the first to panic.

His one-eyed gaze flickered, and he didn't dare to look at Song Qingxiao's eyes:

"I've been back and forth here for an unknown number of times, and I've never seen anything, but I just know that I can't reach out and touch this water, and I'm going to suffer a big loss." He explained a few sentences in a row, and then seemed to persuade Song Qingxiao:

"It is said that the water here is turned into water by the snow on Yulun Mountain, and it flows down from the top of the mountain, which is very freezing."

Song Qingxiao didn't say a word, but the momentum did not decrease by half, Uncle Xiang panicked, and continued:

"It is said that the water contains the resentment of the dragon king, and it will hurt the living......"

When he said this, he suddenly screamed to himself, realizing that he had said something that he shouldn't have said.

It's a pity that his mind was lost in a panic, and the words had already been spoken, and there was no room for regret at this time.

Sure enough, the next moment he heard Song Qing ask with a smile:

"Oh? Dragon King? She looked like she was smiling, rubbing the moisture on her fingertips, and asked lightly:

"Didn't you say that the dragon king here is just a rural legend and can't be trusted?"

When she said this, she raised her eyelids, and stared at Uncle Xiang's eyes.

The two are more in one~~

Four thousand words~~~

(End of chapter)