In Yu Qingqian's eyes, Qingling was like a trick, from a small white face with an uncertain face to an elegant son with a little coldness in the gentleness.

She rubbed her eyes uncertainly, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Actor!"

She is ashamed of herself as a three-golden-footed actor.

"Say, who are you, what are you doing pretending to be Qingling!"

Yu Qingqian pointed at Qingling, suddenly lowered his face, and asked sharply.

Qing Ling sighed helplessly in her heart, and cautiously spoke: "Shallow... It's me. I'm Qingling, and no one pretends to be me."

She looked at the person in front of her, half-convinced.

The loose coarse cloth clothes were stained with sporadic dirt chips, and the white neck was exposed, and the slightly bulging green tendons on it revealed the emotions of the owner.

Hey, don't say it, I have that sense of déjà vu again.

The color of his hair slowly turned silvery white in the moonlight, and the few strands blown by the breeze tickled people's hearts.

"Didn't you have short hair before? Why did you grow again?" Yu Qingqian was tentative.

"Alas~ Qingqian, you know, it's been a year since we last met. It's enough for my hair to grow." Qingling patiently explained.

She agrees.

"Besides, hasn't Qingshallow changed a lot this year?"

The refreshing young voice was filled with a little sigh, which successfully dispelled Yu Qingqian's suspicions.

Temporary.

Yu Qingqian withdrew his sword, no longer asked aggressively, and pulled the topic back to the current situation.

"You're not the village chief, but what about the village chief? What are you doing here?" The tone of the question hadn't changed, and perhaps she felt a little inappropriate, so she slowed down and asked again, "Maybe you can tell me why you posted this quest?"

Qingling looked at the villagers who had already woken up most of them in the distance, and were being teased by Jian Bailime's tricks, and said with a smile in her eyes, "I'm here to investigate things. As for the mission, it's just to make it easier for me to investigate."

"What's going on with the village sacrifices?"

"That's what I'm here for. I learned that the living demons they worship can help people gain eternal life through sacrificial sacrifices."

"Eternal life? If it's a soul master, it's not a short time to live, right? Everyone in this village is a soul master, right?" Yu Qingqian thought about the children in the village, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

Sensing Yu Qingqian's thoughts, Qingling did not hide from her: "As far as I know, those children in the village are the failures of immortality, and they seem to be constantly experimenting."

"Experiment?" She muttered and repeated, thinking in her heart.

So many children who seem to be rejuvenated, how many people have to be sacrificed? And where is the real village chief?

"Where's the village chief?"

"Follow me."

Qingling took Yu Qingqian and walked towards Jian Bailime.

After dozens of steps, Qingling stopped, pointed to the black ball in Jian Bailing's hand and said in a deep voice, "It's it."

"It? Chief? Don't tease me."

She waved her hand, as if she didn't believe it.

"It's hard to believe, but when I went to the village chief's house, I saw him go from being a man to what he was like. I took the opportunity to replace him."

Qing Ling spoke at a slow pace, and said what she wanted to explain very clearly.

Jian Bailing stood up with the black dumpling that was already in place, and handed it to Yu Qingqian: "Look at it, this dumpling is quite smart, just now I was chatting with that bearded uncle, this guy's eyes are rolling, for fear that others don't know what he is doing."

"Oh?" Yu Qingqian took the black dumpling.

There didn't seem to be any wound where the Bilian Sword had stabbed it, not even a trace of blood, as if it had healed in the blink of an eye.

"Eternal life? Didn't they really make this thing?"

Yu Qingqian muttered, but heard the voice of the Snow Emperor ring in his head.

"I don't know what you humans think, live

It's been too long to make any sense at all. In order to chase the goal of cultivation, even if it is done, this is all from a human being to an ugly thing, I really don't know what to do."

Yu Qingqian nodded in agreement.

Human beings are already more favored by the Heavenly Dao in terms of cultivation, and it is still possible to become a god if they work hard.

"Strive hard" is a very spiritual word.

"Is this crooked way worth it?"

She shook her head and handed the black dumplings to Jane Lime.

This is, Hei Tuanzi suddenly said, "What do you know? Living as a human being is the most painful thing in my life. Do you understand what purgatory on earth is? It's not that the world becomes purgatory, but that the world is purgatory."

I don't know what this village chief went through before he became a black ball, which made him such an advanced mental state.

Although they didn't expect this black dumpling to still be able to speak human words, it didn't surprise them much.

"Purgatory on Earth?" Qing Ling opened her mouth coldly, and reached out to grab Hei Tuanzi's hair, "You have paid a considerable price for becoming like this, and you have returned purgatory to the world. If you are disgusted with the world, you will go to the dunghill and stay there."

Yu Qingqian was taken aback, good guy, is this a serious person scolding? It's so stylish.

"You care about me, do whatever I want, if I die, I will die, I am just helping them get out of this purgatory, they should thank me."

"Yes, yes." Qingling laughed angrily, "Then I'll send you to death too, don't thank me."

Dare to use the Shadow Lark clan in their soul beasts as a carrier for this Raushzi immortal sacrifice, killing it is cheap.

Humans really don't have a good thing.

Qingling thought indignantly, and was about to strangle the ugly thing in front of her, but was stopped by Yu Qingqian.

"Don't yet, maybe we can ask something else, and when we ask later, we'll put it in the oil pan and fry it, we can't cheap him."

True, Living Hades, Yu Qingqian.

Qingling was interrupted by Yu Qingqian, and the thoughts in her mind immediately changed: No, no, Qingqian is a good person, hehe.

Qingling: Second Personality: Speechless.

Jian Bailing glanced at Yu Qingqian's words, "It doesn't seem to be impossible, look at what it tastes like."

......

The three of them had a ride like this, and they came with nonsense without a match, and the eyes of the villagers in the soil gradually frightened one by one.

Mommy takes them home, there's a pervert here!

Yu Qingqian pulled out the rags from the mouths of the villagers on the ground one by one, and asked angrily, "What? Do you know this is your village chief?"

The villagers looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, there was a scramble of justification.

"Sister! We don't know! What a wrong!" The older ones say.

"What about you?" She set her eyes on the children.

"I don't know! I don't know!" The heads shook fiercer than the other, and the rattles didn't shake as much as they would.

......

"Huh?"

"Yikes! I don't want to be like that! At least let me be a person." An abrupt voice sounded in the noisy justification, mixed with a bit of inexplicable grievance.

The three of them looked at the voice, roaring, bearded uncle, crying a handful of snot and tears, and began to tell their sad history of being deceived.