Qing Yazhi holds the human head in his left hand and pulls the vine in his right hand.

The head was attached to the mouth of his heart.

The vines are extremely long and hang down to the bottom of the fruit house.

His eight braids are neatly split into two sides.

Qing Qishu didn't seem to deal with him well, so he greeted him with a straight face.

But Qing Bazhi gave in lightly, bypassed him, and said happily: "Qinghua, are you here to greet me?"

"Eight branches!" Before the Blue Saintess could speak, Qing Qishu had already turned back with a straight face and stopped in front of him: "What are you talking about the Dragon God Messenger?"

Qing Bazhi probe stared at Qinghua, Qishu was not as tall as him, but he padded his feet, and then moved left and right, always occupying his sight.

"Seven trees, I really underestimated you. Qing Bazhi finally couldn't ignore him anymore: "You hunt with Jiuye, it's actually you who came back alive?"

Of course, it is inconvenient for Qingqishu to delve into this topic.

"Don't talk about these useless things, you said you found the Dragon God Emissary?"

"Then there can be a vacation? After finishing the hunt, I thought about going hunting by the way...... He stopped abruptly and glanced at Qing Qishu contemptuously: "Why am I telling you this!"

One hurriedly shook off the seven trees, and he smiled brightly at the blue and white: "The priest is still waiting for me, I'll go in first." ”

Qinghua nodded, and as if he had won a great victory, he raised his head and strode inside.

From beginning to end, Jiang Wang was treated as a transparent person, and he could even hear the sound of Qing Qishu grinding his teeth in anger.

In fact, Bazhi's eyes only had the Holy Maiden Qinghua, if it weren't for the green seven trees squeezing in front of him, he probably wouldn't even be able to see the green seven trees.

"Go in, go in, let's go in too!" shouted Qing Qishu.

Qinghua also followed inside.

Jiang Wang deliberately took two quick steps and entered the room where the priest was meditating, blocking the sight of the little girl with his body and preventing her from seeing the head in Bazhi's hand.

He didn't have any other thoughts, but if An An was here, he would also cover An An's eyes to prevent children from seeing the bloody side of the world too early.

Children still lack understanding of the world, and seeing these too early can easily bring a lifetime shadow and even distort their personality.

"Lord Priest!" As soon as Qing Bazhi entered the room, he walked up to the white-haired old woman, half-knelt down, and lifted the human head attached to his heart to her with one hand.

"Hunting...... Yachieda is done!"

The white-haired old woman had a sacred expression, held the head with both hands, and prayed: "May the gods never die." ”

In the room, Qing Qishu, Qing Jiuye, and even the round-faced little girl who was blocked by Jiang Wang all prayed at the same time. "May God be immortal. ”

The priest folded his hands and held the head in his arms, and then said, "Foreign boy, I know you have good intentions. But for the Holy Clan, the severed head in the hunt is not a bloody thing, but our beauty and honor. Xiaoguo can see these, and should also watch them. ”

From these words, it can be judged that the priest and the old woman may have some understanding of the outside world. Otherwise, she wouldn't have said something like, "I know you mean well." If she had been living in the Land of Divine Shade and had never been in contact with the outside world, the morality of the Holy Clan should occupy all of her, and she would not have thought that Jiang Wang's starting point was good intentions.

Jiang Wang didn't agree in his heart, but he still turned his body away slightly. The world is different, and he can't measure everything by his own standards, which is what his father taught him at a very young age.

Especially in such an unfamiliar Senhai source realm.

But unexpectedly, a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The little girl with her pigtails hid behind him and didn't want to come out.

She would also pray to the gods, but the little girl was obviously frightened by the word "head" she heard.

It seems that no matter what kind of environment we are born in, we always have something in common. Jiang Wang thought.

The white-haired old woman paused slightly, but didn't say anything about it after all.

And at this time, the eight branches who got up noticed Qing Jiuye standing in the room.

His face turned gloomy: "Why are you and Seven Trees back?"

Qing Jiuye obviously felt that he was at a loss, and his voice was soft and weak: "Before we decided the victory, we found the Dragon God Messenger...... So it was decided to suspend the hunt first. ”

Even Qing Qishu was silent at this time. In the final analysis, they did turn their backs on the tradition, because of his fear of pain and Qing Jiuye's soft-heartedness.

Although there is such a reason as the dragon god messenger, the dragon god envoy is something that cannot be determined after all. Especially at this time, with the three dragon god messengers, it is even more ethereal.

They suspended hunting and temporarily exempted life and death.

Is this fair for the execution of the traditional Qingyachi?

Qing Bazhi staggered his teeth: "Is that so?"

Without letting them continue the confrontation, the priest said at this time, "Yachizhi, what about the dragon god messenger you invited?"

Qing Bazhi tugged hard with his right hand, and the vine he was holding in his hand quickly recovered.

The vine was too long, and this one was in his hand, and the other was hanging outside the fruit house.

Qing Bazhi pulled for a while......

Bang!

Two figures fell into the room.

One is of medium height, lying on his back facing the sky, with messy hair, dazed eyes, and a slightly vicissitudes of life.

The other was thin, smashing down face to the ground, with his hair in a bun inserted in a hairpin, but still kept neat, lying on the ground, unable to see clearly.

It's just that they are all tightly bound by vines, and they can't move.

It seems that these two "Dragon God Messengers" were captured by Qing Bazhi, and then tied up with this vine and dragged all the way back to the land of divine shade. No wonder this lying on his back has no love......

Compared with Jiang Wang's treatment, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

But what made Jiang Wang's eyes light up was that he should have seen these two people!

The clothes on their bodies are typical Qi people's clothing.

The one lying on his back, although he was born with an unknown surname, should have seen it in the Valley of the Seven Stars.

Before the opening of the Seven Star Tower's secret realm, Jiang Wang had observed all the participants and had some impressions of this person.

In other words, he didn't come to the Senhai Source Realm alone.

Although he is a competitor, he will inevitably be kind at this time.

The priest was silent for a while: "Yachizhi, you just invited the dragon god messenger?"

Qing Bazhi still had a straight face: "As soon as they see me, they run away, and I can't help it." ”

In addition to wrinkles, the years brought to the priest were patience: "Then how do you judge that they are the messengers of the dragon god?"

"I was hiding in a hidden cloak at the time, and I happened to meet them fighting with the forest bears, and I heard what they said about 'this world' and 'connecting the starlight', and I contacted the records of the clan, and I understood that they might be the envoys of the dragon god. ”

"Then why did they run away when they saw you?"

"I don't know. Qing Bazhi was a little helpless: "I also rushed out to save them, and I was about to speak, but when I turned my head, they all ran away!"

"So you tied them back?"

"Then I'm going to let them go with me, and they won't listen!"

At this moment, Wu Quji, who was tightly bound, was broken in his heart.

Such a ferocious bear, we joined forces and fought for a long time, you don't know where to suddenly jump out, slaughtered it with a javelin, and dressed so strangely, like a wild man!

Can we not be afraid, can we not run?