After Miyagawa Xue disappeared, Ye Qingcheng struggled a few times at first, and found that the golden rope that bound him couldn't break free at all, so he gradually calmed down and recalled what she said. Obviously, the "he" in her mouth refers to the mysterious middle-aged man who chased and killed her at the beginning, that is, the mysterious Uncle Yu who later created the coat of arms for him.

"Could it be that Uncle Yu has something to do with the Yun Clan's legion?" Ye Qingcheng muttered. This, how many things he thinks of. However, one thing is certain, his master Gu Mu Clan has a friendship with the Yun Clan. After all, when Ying Long was killed by the members of the Yun Clan in the Luofeng Mountain Range, his master dug out the most important Ying Long's heart and replaced it in his body, which can be seen from this point.

Moreover, Miyagawa Yuki, a member of the dragon clan who has always despised humans, gave up the idea of poaching his heart on the hunting island, which is not to say that she is grateful, but she saw something he did not see, and she was shocked by a powerful force. The only thing that can deter the dragon herders on this continent is the Yun Clan's legion.

Ye Qingcheng keenly guessed one thing, and said to himself in horror: "Among the members of the Yun Clan, there is a person with the word 'Yu'...... Could it be that Uncle Yu is the Emperor of the Underworld-Qing Yu?!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingcheng was taken aback by himself, and then muttered: "If it is really him, why would he create a coat of arms for such a small boy as me? Master, who are you? Why do you have such a big face?"

"Hey!" At this time, under the huge bronze statue, there was a fat man with a bloated body, he looked up at Ye Qingcheng and said, "Do you want to help?"

Ye Qingcheng glanced down at him, this fat man was really a persistent guy, and then, he said helplessly: "Don't think about the gold coin, she is a very terrible character, and we can't afford to provoke her." You can't help me, you can't untie this golden rope. ”

"The rope that can't be untied?" said the fat man stubbornly, "Wait a minute, I'll go find the ladder." ”

............

The thunderstorm gradually stopped, and the sound of frogs echoed in the small town on the wet grassland.

Inside the east gate of the small city, there is a huge, swaying banyan tree. Its trunk is ten feet in diameter, the thickness of a building. Thousands of people gathered under the trees, all of whom could not afford to pay the appearance fee and could not help their curiosity, whispered or cheered to each other, creating a boiling atmosphere.

On top of the thick banyan tree, there is a wooden staircase, which leads to a three-zhang high position, where there is a peculiar tavern built on the tree. It's like a giant green fruit, round and cute. The door of the tavern is round, and on its door frame hangs a nameplate carved with several ancient elven characters with a quaint temperament. Few humans understand Elven language, but almost all elves understand human language. Because they live in this Yuntian Continent, humans are the masters, with the continuation of the elven incense inheritance, there are more and more hybrids between humans and elves, even if those people have a very ordinary status in the elf race, but human language has been quietly integrated into their lives.

On each side of the tavern hangs a quaint lantern that glows with a gorgeous orange glow.

A half-elf old man in a rattan green robe, with a kind smile, stood in front of the tavern door, looked at the boiling crowd below, and then coughed and said, "The hour has come." ”

With that, he turned his face and tried to walk back into the tavern.

"Wait!" At this moment, a very masculine and rough voice came, and Miyagawa Yuki, with two mustaches and a black blindfold, flew over the crowd and landed in front of the tavern on the old banyan tree.

When she appeared, she immediately caused an uproar below.

"Another Lingwu!"

"What a handsome jade-faced master!"

"It's a pity, it's a one-eyed dragon......"

The old elf glanced at Miyagawa Xue and said, "Welcome to Childe." ”

Miyagawa Xue raised her hand and handed a bag of gold coins to the old elf, showed a curious smile, and said, "Today I want to see how beautiful the elf beauty is." ”

The interior of the tavern is not large, but it is crowded with all kinds of people, about a hundred people. Among them, there are beast trainers with the breath of beasts, mysterious Gu masters, pharmacists with perverse personalities, rough and bold refiners, old-fashioned puppeteers, rich boys with polite manners, and more warriors who receive various bounty tasks all year round.

"Squeak-" The heavy wooden door of the tavern was pushed open, and Miyagawa Xue walked into the tavern. The old man who followed behind her closed the door of the tavern with his hand.

The air in the tavern was a bit turbid and smoky, and many people smoked fairy smoke. A pale red, misty, and dark glow filled the tavern, setting off an ambiguous anger. On the four walls of the tavern, dozens of red luminescent stones for lighting are inlayed, like eyes with affection.

Miyagawa Xue looked around and said with a secret smile: "I really didn't expect that elves are also learning the vulgar habits of humans. ”