These people carried lanterns in their hands, led by Yichang, and lined up neatly.

Song Qingxiao was stopped by Yichang, but he didn't dodge, and he didn't even mean to come down from mid-air, his eyes fell on the surface of the water, as if he wanted to rediscover the ghost of Qinglu through the water.

Yichang was ignored by her, and before he could make a sound, he turned his head as if he sensed something, and there seemed to be a rapid sound of bells striking in the distance.

An afterimage was speeding towards the direction of the Yulun Void under the night, and in a short time, the shadow stood beside Song Qingxiao, and once Xiang Si appeared, he asked urgently:

"Where's Qinglu?"

Song Qingxiao didn't make a sound, slowly withdrew his gaze from the water, and looked in the direction of the pavilion.

Xiang Si's eyes kept falling on her, and when he saw her movements, he noticed Yichang and the others carrying lanterns in the pavilion.

She came too quickly, and before she focused on chasing Qinglu's whereabouts and looking for the Dragon King, she didn't notice the existence of the clansmen in the Yulun Void Realm for the first time, and when she saw these people at this moment, she immediately remembered the strange black cloth wrapped around Qinglu that appeared before, as well as those weird songs.

As soon as he saw Yichang at this time, he naturally knew that it was this group of people who were making trouble, and he immediately became angry, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the killing machine poured out, and he hated to kill these bad people on the spot.

"Why are you here?" Song Qingxiao looked at Yichang coldly, holding Zhutian in his hand, and asked unceremoniously.

Her attitude immediately angered the people of Yulun Realm, at this time she did not have the slightest consciousness in other people's territory, ignored Yichang's greetings, and was arrogant and rude, and at the same time there was a kind of anti-customer-oriented, forcing Yichang's posture.

This move not only angered the person in the black skirt, but even the smile on Yichang's face faded.

She asked condescending questions, with a casual attitude, and she didn't have the slightest respect for the people in the Yulun Realm.

The people in the Yulun Realm seemed to be greatly offended, and Qi Qi raised his head and stared at her and Xiangsi with an unkind face.

Xiang Si sensed this hostility, thinking of the black cloth and singing that suddenly appeared before, and forcibly robbed Qinglu when Song Qingxiao was about to ask about the whereabouts of the Dragon King, making the task of the two fail again, and he felt both angry and vigilant at the moment.

These people are indeed strange, those black cloths are woven with demonic energy, and they can't be cut endlessly, and they are constantly cut, and it is really difficult to deal with.

In addition, the singing voice has a strong spiritual power to suppress, I don't know what kind of magic these people have cultivated, which makes those singing voices so powerful.

At this time, seeing their fierce expressions, they couldn't help pinching their handprints at the moment, looking like they were ready to do it at any time.

The atmosphere was suddenly tense, and there was a faint murderous intent between the two sides, which was on the verge of breaking out.

Yichang's gaze was opposite to Song Qingxiao, losing his previous gentleness, and his expression was a little depressed.

The people of the Yulun Void Realm were eager to try, as if they were just waiting for Yichang's order and were ready to make a move at any time.

These two 'guests' have no good intentions and are offensive to Yichang.

After today's 'Dragon King Sacrifice', these two people probably felt that something was wrong, and they almost robbed Qinglu's Yin Soul tonight.

And several distinguished guests invited by Yulun Void Realm lost their hands, not only did they not trap Qinglu, but they suffered a big loss in Song Qingxiao's hands, and at this time they either died or fled, and they had already dispersed as birds and beasts.

Song Qingxiao chased after her with a long sword in her hand, as if she had no intention of hiding her strength, I don't know if there was a calculation that she wanted to tear her face with the people of Yulun Void and take the opportunity to fight and escape.

Yichang looked at her for a long time, as if he was measuring her strength and evaluating the gains and losses after the shot.

After a long time, to the surprise of the clansmen behind him, he did not get angry, but laughed out loud.

With this smile, he broke the deadlock and lightened the atmosphere a lot.

"Come out and do the usual finishing touches of the 'Dragon King Festival'."

He spoke gently, hiding all his emotions in his eerily dark eyes:

"Every year after the 'Dragon King Festival', there is always a ghost haunting the spirit, so every three years, there will be a finishing ceremony." He explained gently, as if he didn't feel the indignation of the clansmen behind him, but said calmly:

"Chu Rong should have mentioned this to Miss Song. Originally, we invited three guests to come over to do this work, but for some reason, the guests were a little negligent tonight, so they disturbed the two. ”

He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and his appearance was extraordinary, and he spoke softly and behaved in a gentle manner, which should have been very pleasing to people.

But at this time, when he spoke, it was indescribably creepy, like a demon in human skin, obviously malicious, but still pretending, which made people even more vigilant.

"But now it's all settled." Yichang smiled and looked gentle, but I don't know if the situation was special tonight, Song Qingxiao had just experienced the battle with Qinglu, and was robbed by Yichang's group of people at a critical moment, and always felt that when Yichang said this, malice overflowed from his eyes:

"She has been ambushed, pulled into the spring, her body turned into a calming qi, and she has merged with the nine springs, and there will never be a moment to disturb the two of you again."

In the dim light, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and this smile seemed to mock Song Qingxiao and Xiang Si tonight as if they were busy tonight:

"So you don't have to worry anymore, you can go back and rest peacefully tonight."

"Merge with Nine Springs?"

Song Qingxiao raised her eyebrows when she heard what he said.

Yichang nodded:

"Yes." He tilted his head and tucked his hands into his wide sleeves.

Under the pavilion next to the riverbank, he was long and jade, with a high crown and bundled hair, a face that was white and shining, and he looked handsome.

The peach blossoms planted on both sides bloomed just right, and after the prohibition of the Yulun Realm was opened tonight, the wind and starlight could enter this small world independent of the Three Realms, and the 'woo' night wind blew up the peach blossoms all over the trees and destroyed them.

As Qinglu 'died', the yin mist shrouded in the sky above the Yulun Void Realm seemed to be inhaled by her, gradually dissipating.

The scenes that were originally hidden in the fog were slowly revealed.

Under the rain of peach blossoms flying in the sky on the shore of the lake, Yichang's figure looks extraordinary and extraordinary.

It's just that this kind of picture should be out of the dust, but because of the existence of the people in the Yulun Realm, it makes this place have a weird feeling.

Such a contradictory scene is probably difficult to depict even for the master of Danqing's wonderful pen.

Yichang smiled slightly, and the crown bands hanging on both sides of his chest were blown by the wind, making a 'whoosh' rubbing sound, and he said:

"Presumably Miss Song has also heard that the Yellow Emperor killed the evil dragon for the people back then, benefiting the people, but at the same time, it also left hidden dangers."

The same legend feels different from when he talks about it and when Uncle Xiang mentions it.

For some reason, when he told the legend, the tone was a little wrong, as if there was some resentment mixed in it, neither Pinluo's business nor Uncle Xiang's vigilance, which was particularly weird.

"What's the hidden danger?"

When Song Qingxiao heard this, he asked.

On the side, Xiang Si glanced at her in surprise, and at this time, Yichang and the others were obviously wrong, first conspired with Fan Wu and others, and then robbed Qinglu, which ruined the two of them.

At this time, Yichang said this to her, maybe it was just to delay time and want Qinglu to get out.

Song Qingxiao accosted him, I am afraid that he is playing tricks.

"After the death of the dragon, the soul of the evil dragon will not be extinguished, and a grudge will be formed." Yichang smiled faintly, and then said:

"In order to appease the resentment of the evil dragon's yin soul, the Yellow Emperor built this Yulun Realm back then, and left a group of men and horses as a messenger to suppress the evil dragon's soul for generations."

His voice was low, and he raised his head to look at Song Qingxiao, who stopped in mid-air:

"Those who have been sent here by him have been sent here in disguise, trapped here for generations, infested by the soul of the evil dragon, and never allowed to go out, called the Soul Suppressor, and they are really-" Yichang said this, and paused:

"—the prisoner is no different."

As soon as his voice fell, the first appearance behind him and the others all showed dissatisfaction, resentment, and resentment, and their expressions were extremely excited.

"Such a group of people did not make mistakes, they used to be warriors who followed the Yellow Emperor and slayed the dragon with him, they should have been praised, rewarded for meritorious deeds, and had their own garden, but because of the order of the Yellow Emperor back then, they could not go back forever, as if they were cursed by the evil dragon, they could only watch the clansmen gradually decrease, but because of the oath of the year, this clan could not leave this place, and the soul and body were eroded by the dragon soul, and they were not allowed to be reincarnated."

Yichang asked Song Qingxiao with a smile:

"Miss Song, do you think this is fair?"

When Xiang Si heard this, he had already figured out some doorways.

It seems that the old monster who has been reincarnated for several lifetimes already knows that Song Qingxiao is powerful at this time, and he wants to have a showdown with her.

She didn't say anything immediately, and when she heard Yichang's question, she simply turned her head to look at Song Qingxiao, not knowing how she was going to answer Yichang's question.

"Huh."

Song Qingxiao heard this and chuckled twice:

"There is no such thing as absolute fairness in this world." She looked at Yichang, "Maybe it's just that this clan is destined to have this catastrophe." ”

Her demeanor was too cold, as if she didn't have the slightest emotion, which made the people in Yulun's virtual realm suddenly have anger on their faces, as if they were angered by her words, their bodies tensed, and their eyes became a little red, and they looked extremely excited.

Judging from the reactions of these people, coupled with what Yichang said with true feelings, it is not difficult to guess that the clansmen who were ordered to calm down the Yulun Realm and trapped here should be Yichang's clansmen.

Stimulated by Song Qingxiao's words, these people suddenly showed clues.

Yichang laughed angrily, he has lived for many years, he is old and fine, the city is very deep, and he should not be angered by Song Qingxiao anymore, but it was precisely because her words poked at his sore spot that he couldn't control himself for a while.

"These soul envoys are your people?"

Song Qingxiao saw his reaction, and even verified her inner guess, she asked, and Yichang said aloud:

"Yes!"

At such a point, he no longer seems to have the intention of concealing his identity with his clan:

"There were originally 15,967 people in our clan! At that time, the Yellow Emperor gave an order and moved his family here. ”

In the firelight, the deep features above his face were heavily shadowed, and at this moment, his sonorous and powerful voice made his handsome face show a bit of solemnity:

"When I came, there were 300 old people, more than 700 women and children, 271 children, and the rest were all in the prime of life, but they died one after another during the years of guarding the dragon soul!"

He folded his hands in his wide sleeves and lay flat on his chest:

"Until now, there are only 145 people left alive," he calmed the emotions in his heart, and after a long time, he said slowly:

"It's not even one percent of what it was back then."

Behind Yichang, someone let out a soft sob.

Song Qingxiao was unmoved and stood there.

A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, but then he disappeared again, and continued:

"Because of the order of the Yellow Emperor, we came here thousands of miles away to guard the dragon soul for generations, and suffered from the erosion of the evil dragon's resentment."

Even because this place is beyond the Three Realms and has a world of its own, even if people here die, they can't enter reincarnation and rebirth like normal people.

"Everyone who is corrupted by the soul of the evil dragon will eventually lose their wisdom and suffer endlessly, and it is not liberation after death, but another eternal torture, entangled by resentment, until it is wiped out."

Although Yichang's expression was calm, his words had already revealed the extreme imbalance in his heart:

"What is the result of our respect for the words of the Yellow Emperor? Our people have given so much, but outside the world, they praise the kindness of the Yellow Emperor and worship the kindness of the Yellow Emperor. He smiled and said:

"You ask the Xiang, you ask the kid who came with you, the local totem is actually the Black Dragon, and the temple worships the Yellow Emperor, and we-"

Yichang's face turned cold:

"Just a forgotten race."

When these trembling people have been fighting against the soul of the evil dragon for the order of the Yellow Emperor, as the guardian of mankind, they suddenly found one day that they have long been forgotten, no one thanks them for their efforts, and no one remembers their kindness.

Even with the passage of time, the people who had suffered from the evil dragon turned to worship the evil dragon, which was like a huge spiritual shock for these soul suppression messengers who had paid a huge price.

There is no point in their efforts!

Their faith collapsed in an instant!

In the protection of several generations, this tribe has long been eroded by the evil spirit of the evil dragon, and there is only one faith left in itself, but when this belief collapses, then these warriors who once slain the dragon will eventually merge with the terrifying evil dragon soul!

Song Qing sighed cautiously, what a tragedy!

"People don't remember our merits, our people used to be famous, they followed the Yellow Emperor back then, and they made a lot of achievements, they shouldn't have gone unheard of, and they died here, and no one knows."

There are no tombstones, no records, no praise and inheritance, which is a very heavy blow to the warriors who want to be heroes who want to be dragon-slaying and pay a huge price.

"Since that's the case, there's no need for us to hold on any longer." Yichang smiled faintly and collected his memories of the past.

Double more in one~!

(End of chapter)