Qingluo world.

Cheng Han and his fiancée walked side by side in a city full of lush greenery, or rather, a giant tree.

The name of the giant tree is - Tianta Qingluo.

Just like the "tower" in the name, the shape of the pagoda resembles a giant tower.

It is more than twenty kilometers high, nearly ten kilometers in diameter at the lowest end, and no less than three kilometers in diameter at the top of the tower.

The indigenous races of the Qingluo world built a variety of buildings around the Tianta Qingluo, thus forming the city.

In this small world.

Every tower is equivalent to a city.

The difference lies in the size of the population and the degree of prosperity.

Therefore.

This world has the name of "Qingluo World".

At this time.

Qian Qingqing was wearing a beautiful green basket hat, that is, a hat made from the materials of the Tianta Green Basket, and was listening to her fiancé's words.

"Every autumn, the Tianta Qingluo will bloom on a large scale, and a giant tree will bloom hundreds of millions of flowers.

"At that time, the whole city will be transformed into a sea of flowers, and the air will be filled with sweet smells, and it will look extraordinary."

Cheng Han changed his words, and his tone was a little regretful: "It's a pity that we didn't come at the right time, it's only the end of spring, and it's still early to bloom!" ”

Qian Qingqing blinked: "How can I have a feeling that you seem to have been in the Qingqing world for a while." ”

After the two of them left the Void Wind Realm, they needed to make a transfer in the Qingluo Realm.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cheng Han took his fiancée and took a good look in a city.

Qian Qingqing found that her fiancé was very familiar with all kinds of situations in the Qingluo world, and it was not at all like the first time he entered this world.

on this.

Cheng Han smiled slightly: "I am the deputy palace master, and I have read some information in advance. ”

Qian Qingqing was skeptical: "Really? ”

She felt in her heart that even if she had read the relevant materials, it would be difficult to reach the level of her fiancé.

After all, the difference between the words you read in a book and the pictures you see with your eyes is too great.

Cheng Han nodded heavily: "Of course!" ”

This is, of course, a lie.

Truth be told, a modification of the previous Fire Eagle, the "Bird Hunter Eagle", was sent to the Sea of Celestials for testing.

He took the opportunity to release a ghost and stayed in the Qingluo Realm for a few days, so he had a certain understanding of this realm.

Cheng Han changed the topic at the right time: "Walking too slowly, call an ox cart." ”

Qian Qingqing is as good as flowing: "Good! ”

Because the city was built on trees, the roads in the city were almost all winding roads, and the indigenous people widely used ox carts as a means of transportation.

But.

This cow is not another cow.

Rather, it is an animal called "snail cow", and the horns on their foreheads are spiral-shaped.

The snail cow has a docile personality and is very strong, and can easily drag several tons of things.

The two waited on the side of the road for a while, and then saw a snail ox cart coming.

"Boom! Boom! ”

Cow hooves make a rhythmic sound as they trample on the gravel road.

Cheng Han immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Dart! ”

This is not Wan Hao.

Rather, it is the local indigenous language.

When Qian Qingqing heard this, she glanced at her fiancé again.

The ox cart immediately slowed down and approached this way.

The driver of the car had a slightly darker complexion and strange double pupil features in his eyes.

He glanced at the two of them, jumped out of the car, and said respectfully, "Master Wan Hao, please get in the car." ”

The coachman looked at the other indigenous passengers in the carriage again, and his attitude was not so good: "Hurry up and make room for Master Wan Hao." ”

The natives immediately moved and gave way to the first row, honestly squeezing into the second to fifth rows.

Cheng Han was the first to board the carriage, and Qian Qingqing followed.

Each row of seats in the bullock cart can seat four to five passengers, but now it only seats two, which is very spacious.

The back row was all packed with natives, and the third row was even packed with six natives.

Qian Qingqing noticed this scene, and her expression was quite subtle.

Fools can see that Wan Hao people's status in this world is very high.

"Pull! Pull! ”

The driver climbed into the car and screamed.

It's a shout at the animals.

The two snail cows shook their heads and pulled the carriage forward.

"Whew!"

The breeze is blowing.

Qian Qingqing's green silk floated up.

It seems that there is a reason for the existence of the Wanhao people, no native speaks, and there is silence in the carriage.

After a while.

Qian Qing used the secret technique of sound transmission and said: "This world is so strange. ”

That's a bit vague.

But Cheng Han fully understood the meaning of his words.

The fiancée is lamenting the Qinghao people in the Qinghao world, they are too deferential, and their attitude towards the Wanhao family is from the bottom of their hearts.

Compared with.

The descendants of the Sartre people in the Void Wind Realm are generally hostile to the Wanhao people, and for tens of thousands of years, all kinds of rebellions have emerged one after another.

Cheng Han pointed out the core problem in one sentence: "The Qingluo people have no gods. ”

Qian Qingqing was a little strange: "Why?" ”

In her conception.

Every intelligent race must have a god-level powerhouse.

For example, the Sartre clan has three different gods, as well as the many sea clans in the Youmiao realm, as well as the sea gods of their own clan, and then the Wan Hao clan, there are many god-level powerhouses.

Cheng Han smiled and explained, "The vast majority of small worlds, as well as the vast majority of races, do not have god-level powerhouses.

"Maybe for our Wanhao clan, if we have excellent talent and enough good luck, it is not unthinkable to ascend to the god throne.

"But for other races, it is actually too difficult and too difficult to create a path to the Divine Pass without experience to refer to!"

Qian Qingqing suddenly realized: "Xuanyin! ”

Cheng Han bowed his head and said: "The countless ancestors of the Wanhao clan, the mysterious seals that they have worked hard to find are the foundation for our clan to become a strong and prosperous clan. ”

Take himself, for example.

If you are unfortunate enough to be reincarnated into a weak race, even if you have a magical skill such as the omniscient eye, you can only sigh with admiration.

Because there isn't so much knowledge to parse.

It is absolutely impossible for his strength to surpass the Xuandu level in a short period of time.

One word.

He stepped on the shoulders of countless Wan Hao's predecessors in order to grow up quickly.

Soon.

A passerby stood on the side of the road, waving to try to stop the car.

This time it's the darker-skinned natives.

The driver stopped the car and sat motionless in his seat, his tone a little impatient: "Open the door yourself, hurry up!" ”

The natives did so honestly.

When this person got into the car, he saw two Wan Hao people sitting in the first row, he was stunned for a moment, and consciously walked to the back row.

Qian Qingqing noticed this detail, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

A moment later.

When she looked at the scenery on the side of the road, she saw a different shot.

I saw an ugly-looking Wan Hao man, holding an indigenous woman in his left and right hands, walking out of a mansion.

The two women are quite outstanding, and the only flaw is that their skin is dark.

Qian Qingqing couldn't help but "spit": "It's like this in broad daylight, it's too unsophisticated!" ”

She sighed again: "A race without gods is destined to be inferior. ”

Cheng Han laughed: "From the standpoint of my own clan, this kind of behavior is very worthy of encouragement. ”

Qian Qingqing thought for a while, and said, "It makes sense." ”

From the perspective of the archon, she talked about her understanding: "If the Wanhao clan wants to firmly rule the Qingluo realm, the population of their own clan should be as large as possible, and the population of foreign races should be as small as possible.

"Allowing Wanhao men to marry more wives can objectively reduce the opportunities for marriage and childbearing for Qinghao men, so as to slowly increase the proportion of their own population."

Cheng Han smiled and nodded: "That's right!" ”

He casually mentioned the policy of the Wanhao people in this world: "A series of preferential treatment will be given to Qingluo women who marry the Wanhao people.

"For the mixed-race descendants born to Qingluo women, we will give more generous benefits, from housing to education to medical care and employment."

Cheng Han paused for a moment and concluded: "In the final analysis, it is to quietly deprive some Qingluo men of their reproductive rights through differential policies.

"If it continues from generation to generation, eventually the Qingluo people will become a minority, and the Wanhao people will completely occupy this realm."

He pointed to the back of the coachman and said, "In this city, the coachman is a good profession, and the income is relatively secure.

"If my guess is correct, the coachman should have a female relative who is married to Wan Hao, otherwise he would not have been able to get such a position."

This is not really a "guess".

It's the result of the performance.

Qian Qingqing couldn't help but sigh: "The competition between races is indeed too cruel. ”

Cheng Han laughed: "Actually, this is just a relatively mild method. ”

He changed his words: "Our clan's transformation methods of the Void Wind Realm can be regarded as cruel. ”

Qian Qingqing let out an "oh" and asked, "What do you say?" ”

Cheng Han thought about it and felt that some secrets could be told to his fiancée, so he spoke: "After the defeat of the Sartyr tribe, many Sartyrs survived.

"His Royal Highness the Divine Monarch, who is in charge of this realm, ordered the use of the Xuan Array to carry out a large-scale forced transformation of the Sartre race.

The power of the Xuan Array turned their hair color black, their pupils black, and the characteristics of the Sartre race were erased.

"Due to the minor damage to the body caused by the transformation, almost one-tenth of the Sartre ethnic group died in the interior of the country in the following years."

Qian Qingqing listened to the narration, and her pretty face showed a look of horror.

Cheng Han recounted the past: "In addition, the transformation of the Xuan Array is not stable, and many descendants born to the Sartyrs still have obvious Sartre characteristics.

"The official forcibly took these children away, sent them to other small worlds in batches, and trained them into a servant legion, which was consumed on the battlefield.

"This process lasted for more than 5,000 years before it came to an end temporarily, because the number of people with dominant Sartre traits had been greatly reduced."

Qian Qingqing took over the conversation: "So, the later policy became a systematic crackdown and deprived Sartre of male reproductive rights?" ”

Cheng Han affirmed: "That's right! ”

Qian Qingqing sighed leisurely: "I didn't understand these back then, and I felt that the school had gone too far, and it turned out that there was such a mind behind it." ”

Cheng Han asked with a smile, "Do you think you should do this?" ”

Qian Qingqing nodded without hesitation: "It should be!" ”

She added: "The interests of the Wanhao clan are above all else!" ”

Whether it's the Void Wind Realm, or other small worlds.

The archcons of every city, when they received the appointment of the Xuan Pavilion, would see these bold words at the end of the appointment letter.

Cheng Han was the archon of Anhua City when he was inaugurated, and he saw this sentence.

Qian Qingqing, who had previously served as the Grand Archon of Eagle Strike City, had also seen this sentence.

At this time.

Cheng Han said in a low voice: "The Xuan Seal created by Wan Hao's ancestors should not be given to outsiders. ”

Qian Qingqing thought so: "It should be so." ”

Precisely because of this.

In the official system, the Sartre ethnic group can only go as far as a warrior, and can never reach the threshold of the Xuanshi.

Just as the two of them were chatting.

No one else dared to speak.

Even the sound of the coachman shouting at the snail cow did not dare to be too loud, lest it disturb the nobles.

Although they don't have great power, they are not stupid, and it can be seen from all the details that the identity of the couple is not simple.

Not much.

The coachman "pulled" a few times.

Luo Niu suddenly slowed down and dragged the carriage to a stop on the side of the road.

The driver jumped out of the car, took the initiative to open the door, and smiled all over his face: "Please get out of the car." ”

Cheng Han bowed his head and popped out a silver coin with his fingers.

"Ding!"

The silver coin flew in an arc towards the coachman.

The coachman grabbed the silver coin, glanced at it quickly, and instantly smiled: "Master Xie Wanhao rewarded." ”

This silver coin has far exceeded the fare.

Cheng Han didn't take care of the driver anymore, and took his fiancée away by himself.

Behind him.

The coachman wiped the silver coin and said with emotion from the bottom of his heart: "Master Wan Hao is not only generous, but also more polite and more particular. ”

He snorted again, scolded and scolded: "The Qingluo people are too cunning, and they actually take fake money to take the car, and Cao Treada horse will not die well." ”

Between this person's words, he has the attitude of "half Wanhao people, disdainful of being with Qingluo people".

The others in the carriage pretended not to hear.

And that's not all.

The two Qingluo women even nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with this.

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The other side.

Qian Qingqing took her fiancé's hand and asked, "You deliberately gave more money, right?" ”

Cheng Han said with a smile: "Properly showing the superiority of Wanhao people will help deprive Qingluo men of their reproductive rights faster." ”

(End of chapter)