"How many wisps of sword intent can you add to your forehead?"

Hearing Tang Hao's words, Qing He was stunned for a moment, but she immediately reacted, and said with some surprise: "Is it a Tongtian Sage?" ”

"Who else?"

Tang Hao smiled, took the initiative to take her little hand, and then his body began to rise into the air, "Let's go, there are still a few people waiting for you, Mr. and me." ”

"Make a few more friends, there is more to this world than your Xuanming sister."

Is there anyone waiting for Mr.?

Because of Tang Hao's promise and Tongtian's name, Qing He's reluctance to leave suddenly because of Xuan Ming was diluted, and he instantly thought of the two sect interception disciples who came to the ancient city with Tang Hao before.

"Sir, your current identity seems to have been completely exposed, what should I call those two now?"

I don't know why Qing He suddenly thought of this question, and let her body be dragged by Tang Hao towards the central area of the ancient city, she raised her head and asked with some curiosity.

When Xuan Ming left before, she also deliberately told her that no matter who she gets along with, she should not lower her posture.

Because, she is the mount of the heavens.

Now that Tang Hao's identity has been exposed, needless to say, Su Wanwan's cultivation is lower than herself, and Ao Li'er is only in the realm of Xuan Xian's consummation, not much higher than herself.

It's just that because Tang Hao called the two of them junior sister and senior sister before, Qing He didn't know how to call the two for a while.

"This..."Hearing Qing He's inquiry, Tang Hao, who was rushing towards the A-shaped area wholeheartedly, was stunned, he wanted to introduce a few more friends to Qing He, but he really didn't think about this problem.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Tang Hao thought about it, and said with some uncertainty: "You just call the two of them Taoist friends." ”

"When you get acquainted, then discuss what to call yourself."

The speed of the mind movement was so fast that even Qing He had not yet reacted, and the figures of the two had already appeared in the A-shaped area in the center of the ancient city.

Completely different from the previous Kwai and Yin areas, the A area has no topography, and at a glance, it is all squares and streets paved with pale cyan stone slabs.

And on both sides of these squares and streets, there are palaces of all sizes.

Different from the golden ques in those immortal resorts, these palaces cast by the human race are not magnificent or splendid.

Yes, only the mottled and solemn left by the years!

At that time, the sun had not completely set, and the wisps of the remnant sun fell on those temples, adding a few inexplicable tragic breaths to them.

The palace is standing tall and the sun is sparkling, which is the most central area of the Shennong clan who have lived on the bank of the Luoshui River for countless thousands of years.

Bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, Tang Hao took Qinghe and slowly landed in the center of the A-shaped area.

Here, there stands an old palace that is half a cut taller than all the surrounding buildings.

As if to get closer to the legendary heavens, the palace was built on a huge blue-gray pedestal, with nine hundred and ninety-nine steps alone.

It's hard to imagine how those Shennong Terrans completed such a huge project at the beginning.

At the foot of the steps, there is a very large square, and on the square, there is also a huge disc carved from bluestone.

The disc is engraved with several circles of hieroglyphs, which look ancient and mysterious, and in its center, there is something like an iron rod inserted.

Tang Hao, who landed on the square, recognized at a glance that this disc was the sundial used by the ancients to record time in the real world!

Raising his head slightly, Tang Hao looked at the top of the staircase, which was like a ladder.

There, four figures were standing.

Seeing Tang Hao and Qinghe falling, these figures did not stop, and came towards the square one after another.

In today's flood famine, it is estimated that no one dares to stand on a high place and look down on Tang Hao.

"Sir, it's like... One more person. ”

The sun was shining on the square, Qing He squinted her big eyes and looked at the four figures coming towards her, and suddenly she continued in a somewhat uncertain voice: "How do you feel... It's like Sister Xuanming! ”

A wisp of cyan flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, the one in the middle of the four figures gradually became clear, and with it, the sense of familiarity disappeared.

"No... Sister Xuanming doesn't seem to be so charming. ”

Qinghe's small mouth grew up, as if he had seen some amazing scenery.

Tang Hao stood beside Qing He, his expression did not change at all.

Even if there was a gaze that seemed to encompass the most bewitching things in the world and looked straight at him, he was still calm and light.

As I said to Bi Wei before, everything in the box now is just a mayfly for Tang Hao.

The sky is vast, how can you have mood swings because of the gaze of the ants under your feet?

Whoosh!

Four figures, one in front of the other, and three in the back, fell under the stone steps.

Looking at Tang Hao and Qinghe in front of him, Su Daji, who was the leader, did not hesitate, directly bowed and bent down, and bowed deeply, "Su Daji of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, I have seen an adult!" ”

Standing behind Su Daji were the Shennong clan, Ao Li'er and Su Wanwan.

Looking at Tang Hao, who was more and more detached in temperament compared to before, several people actually forgot to salute for a while.

And the magnet Tang Hao looked at the strange woman who was bent down ninety degrees in front of him, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although he had just entered the box and came to Qinghe before, he vaguely guessed that Qingqiu might have sent someone to Luoshui.

However, Tang Hao never expected that the person who came would have the same name as the legendary Su Daji, who charmed the emperor and poured the country and the people!

When he first met Su Wanwan, he jokingly guessed whether Su Daji would also be a member of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

But a joke is a joke after all, and in memory, Su Daji is a mortal daughter.

Now, not long after the Lich War, and the cultivation fluctuations on Su Daji's body in front of him have obviously surpassed Da Luo.

This kind of existence is obviously not connected with the femme fatale who ruined Yin Shang's luck in his memory.

Tang Hao, who was deep in thought because of the name Su Daji, did not speak immediately, he didn't speak, so Su Daji kept bending over and didn't dare to get up.

The sunlight moved slowly, and with it, there was also the shadow behind Tang Hao.

Because Tang Hao didn't speak for a long time, everyone suddenly inexplicably felt a sense of oppression from the depths of their souls!

As if being indifferently watched by a high god, even if this sense of oppression was not deliberately emitted by Tang Hao, everyone still subconsciously palpitated!

The next moment, as if the gods in the sky had fluctuated the time hand that had stopped, making the years flow again, a calm voice sounded in the ears of several people, "Qingqiu Fox Clan? ”

Hearing that Tang Hao finally spoke, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

For some reason, as time went by, Tang Hao's indifferent temperament seemed to become more and more obvious.

I didn't feel anything when I was outside the Shennong Hall just now, but now that I was standing at the same height as Tang Hao, this feeling was obvious.

Obviously, they are all standing on the square, but whether it is Su Daji or the Shennong family, there is an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.

That is Tang Hao, who is standing in front of them with his hands in his hands at this time, just like the sky above his head, high above, not to be looked at for a long time!

Su Daji slowly straightened up, facing Tang Hao's gaze that was so calm that she couldn't see any emotional fluctuations, a trace of nervousness actually rose in her heart!

"That's right, sir!"

"Me and your... Like the Holy Maiden, I am from the Qingqiu Fox Clan! ”

The lazy temperament of teasing Su Wanwan in the Shennong Palace before has long since dissipated, and Su Daji at this moment is more like a mortal woman who is about to talk to the immortals!