With the call of Qiantu Qiantu, I finally heard Xue Qiantu's response that was still in a state of confusion, "This door is here—huh?" When did you wake up. ”

"Still sleeping! It's all burning eyebrows! Bai Wei dragged him into the door, and Mo Qingye glanced at Xue Qiantu coldly, "In the eyes of the Snow Gate Lord, as long as it has nothing to do with money, it is not a big deal." ”

"What, you ......" Xue Qiantu didn't realize that something was wrong, scratched his hair, and blinked his eyes, "Virtuous nephew, why don't you all look good." ”

"Alas! My brother is really convinced. Du Yuanyuan patted Xue Qiantu's shoulder and pointed outside, "Haven't you seen it yet?" ”

Xue Qiantu looked at it, and immediately opened his mouth and was stunned, the excessive shock made his tongue roll for a while, "This, this, not last night......"

"We're in." Du Yuanyuan sighed, now that he has calmed down a lot, the matter has come to this, and it is useless to be anxious, "I have become someone's plaything." ”

"Isn't it!" Xue Qiantu rushed out, and after determining the surrounding situation, he said slowly, "God, this door is greedy for some money, so it won't be so bad." ”

"That's it! The chatter goes on and on. Mo Qingye stood up, looked at them and said, "Is there anyone else here?" ”

"Yes." Du Yuanyuan nodded his chin at Tingzi, "They." ”

"Evil obstacles! When I was blind? Mo Qingye flicked his sleeves angrily, and pointed at Du Yuanyuan, "If you say such stupid things knowingly, don't blame me for not sparing you." ”

"I just don't say it, you don't spare me." Du Yuanyuan muttered, and returned to the truth, "So far, except for the two people who play chess, I have only seen a woman in white. After a pause, she touched her chin, "I don't know who the owner of the village in her mouth is." ”

As soon as Xiao Du's words fell, he heard a soft voice with a smile at the door: "Young sons can know." It was the girl in white who entered with the voice, and she owed a thousand blessings slightly, "A few distinguished guests, the owner of the village is invited." ”

It's really a strange place, outside this puppet world, the apricot girl called them distinguished guests, and when she entered this doll realm, Yaoyao in front of her also called them distinguished guests, but where are they valuable......

The four of them looked at each other, but they didn't speak, and now they can only take one step at a time, and they are in this situation, unbelievable, ridiculous, and foggy. Everything is unknown. The girl in white led the way with a lantern in front of her, her clothes fluttering and elegant, leading them to a two-story palace due east, and at the same time, the door of the room that was quietly lit opened silently, and several figures flashed out of the room sneakily, and they came together to whisper something.

Walking to the front of the second floor, looking up, I saw three vigorous characters on the door plaque: Furong Village.

Judging from the penmanship of these three words, the owner of this village is quite heroic.

But there is femininity in the arrogance, otherwise how can you use the word hibiscus.

In front of a heavy wooden door, Yaoyao stopped and said, "The owner of the village is inside, a few sons, please." With that, he withdrew.

Listening through the door panel, the room was quiet, not like a banquet, Mo Qingye tore open Du Yuanyuan, who was sticking to the door, and kicked the door open with a bang......

A faint aroma of wine greeted him, and he saw three people sitting at the table full of delicacies. The one sitting in the right position should be the owner of this Furong Village. He was dressed in a dark blue brocade robe, with a gold trim on the neckline of the placket, and a pattern embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs, which was very gorgeous, and his hair was loosely tied into a ponytail with black silk thread and fell from the left shoulder to his chest. The farmer's expression was calm, his eyebrows were clear, and the person sitting on either side of him was rougher in comparison, and the man on the left had a broad face, his sword eyebrows were upside down, and his figure was more fierce than that of the farmer, and he looked a little fierce. The person on the right is in stark contrast to him, short in stature, thin and thin, with a melon seed face almost as thin as a triangle, a pointed chin that can shave onions, but a pair of small eyes are shining.

At the moment when Mo Qingye broke into the door, the three of them all looked over in a daze, and the wine glass in their hands stopped in mid-air.

Immediately, Mo Qingye's eyes widened suddenly, and his body shook slightly, as if he was suddenly shocked by something, and blurted out in a low voice, "It's you!" ”

"Ink, ink green night!" The owner was also very shocked, got up from the chair, walked to Qingye in a few steps, looked him up and down as if he couldn't believe it, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he said with a suffocation, "How can you ...... Alas! ”

Du Yuan was confused, and his heart was not in this ghost place, but he could also meet his old acquaintance in another place. The owner shook his head and sighed, "Qingye, how did you give birth to a shrewd person, how could you run into here for no reason!" ”

"Don't talk about me yet, what's the matter with you." Mo Qingye stared at the owner, "Didn't you die in that melee thirty thousand years ago?" ”

"Where am I an immortal, but I am trapped in this magic realm, and I am trapped for tens of thousands of years." The owner's tone was sad and helpless, "It's not just me, but also them." ”

The owner's gaze also glanced at the two people with the same regret, and the strong man got up and arched his hand, "Under Han Li." ”

Then the thin man also got up and arched his hand, "Under Yu Feng." ”

Du Yuanyuan and the three of them also introduced themselves one after another, but Mo Qingye did not, he just glanced at Han Li and Yu Feng with a little coldness, and then looked at the owner of the village, as if all his attention was on him, and asked eagerly, "Then how did you end up in such a field." ”

The owner sighed again, shook his head and said, "It's hard to believe it, a few friends sat down first, and we talked while drinking." ”

After that, the people moved in a few chairs, and after Du Yuan and a few people sat down one after another, the subordinates closed the door tightly, and the owner poured a glass of wine for the green night, and said slowly in a distant tone, "More than 30,000 years ago, I led my subordinates to fight with the ghost clan, and I didn't want to be seriously injured and was escorted to the ghost world, I wanted to find a chance to escape, but I didn't want to strayed into this place, and when I woke up, I was imprisoned in this doll world!" Tens of thousands of years have passed in a flash, and now in retrospect, it seems like a world away. ”

"Original." Mo Qingye took a sip of wine, put down the wine bottle and said angrily, "Several of us are also physically and mentally exhausted and want to stay here, I don't know what was laid down by that evil animal*, and we were here when we woke up." After a pause, he said with a puzzled expression, "Brother Furong has been trapped here for tens of thousands of years, haven't you ever thought of escaping?" ”

"Run? Where to escape. The owner of Furong smiled bitterly, "If there is a glimmer of life, can the three of us borrow wine here every day to eliminate our sorrows." ”

In one sentence, the hearts of the three of them sank.