Chapter 1043: Sacrifice (1)
Churongâs gaze followed the goateed old manâs words and turned to see the two young men who had come with uncle Xiang and the others supporting each other.
One of them held his wrist. The palm on the wrist had turned from purple to rotten brown. The back of the originally swollen hand had begun to wither, like a piece of rotten wood, and was bent at an abnormal angle.
He took a look and his expression did not change, as if he was not surprised by the young manâs injury. He just instructed the old man with a normal expression, â
âBring him down for treatment.â
It was as if he was used to this kind of situation and it was nothing strange.
Song qingxiao saw this and asked, â
âWhat is hidden at the bottom of the lake?â
As soon as she asked, churong smiled slightly. She was not as flustered as uncle Xiang. Instead, she quietly instructed the old man with the goatee to bring the two young people to treat their injuries. Then, she slowly tidied her clothes and said with a smile, â
to tell you the truth, the lake is called the nine Springs. he paused, his action of pulling his sleeve paused. He turned his face and asked with his chin raised, â
âWhat do you think is in the netherworld?â
He paused for a moment before saying, â
âHell!â
After churong said this, she turned to the side and made a polite âpleaseâ gesture, indicating for song qingxiao to go first in the direction of the veranda.
Pinluo was a little scared and didnât dare to go in rashly, but song qingxiao looked normal.
Her cultivation level was high, and she had come for the Dragon King. Even if this place was a dragonâs pool or a Tigerâs den, she was naturally not afraid.
Therefore, when churong made a hand gesture, she took the lead and stepped forward. Pinluo followed closely behind. Churong frowned and also followed song Qing. However, she stayed half a step behind. She was not far away, but not too close either, which made her feel wary.
This person was very observant and had a good standard in treating people. He was experienced and ruthless in handling matters. He really did not look like someone who lived in seclusion and did not come out.
itâs said that the nine Springs is connected to the netherworld underground, so the yin Qi there is extremely dense. Ordinary peopleâs bodies are fragile and canât withstand the impact of that force.
Hearing this, pinluo couldnât help but interrupt, â
âCan his hand still be cured?â
After he finished speaking, he looked a little nervous. It was obvious that he remembered the scene of Yi Chang turning around and leaving after he had spoken.
The people here were all arrogant and did not look like ordinary people from the outside world. From Yi Changâs attitude towards uncle Xiang, it could be seen that this group of people was not welcome.
But for some reason, these people treated song qingxiao especially well, even treating her as an important guest.
Although pinluo knew that his interruption might anger this man named churong, he was concerned about his companionâs health. After asking this question, he mustered up his courage and glanced at churongâs face, as if he was worried that churong would fly into a rage and leave.
Fortunately, churong seemed to be more patient than Yi Chang. After pinluo spoke, churong frowned but didnât get angry. Instead, she replied calmly,
âI canât keep my hands, I can only keep my life.â
After he said this, he turned to look at song qingxiao, as if to explain to her, â
the yin Qi entered his hand and almost cut off the life force in his hand. Those who can enter the nine Springs canât escape unscathed except for those who have the opportunity of the great Dao. churong gave song qingxiao a meaningful look.
âItâs a blessing to be able to keep your life.â
Pinluo looked at song qingxiao with a strange expression, but he didnât say anything.
He didnât know what the people here were planning, but compared to uncle Xiangâs vague attitude, the people here were much more straightforward. They spoke without hesitation.
âHow many people are there in your Yu Lun void realm?â Song qingxiao asked again.
âNot many, only 147 people.â When churong heard her question, she gently reported a number, â
âIncluding the few of you, thatâs 152 people in total.â
âSuch accurate calculations?â Song Qing chuckled and said casually.
Churong said with a good temper, â
yes, we donât have a lot of space here, and the population is small. It has always been fixed.
âFixed?â When song qingxiao heard this, she was moved. âIs there no change in the number of people?â
âYes, thereâs almost no change,â
As soon as churong finished speaking, pinluo couldnât help but laugh.
âHow is that possible? Everyone will grow old, get sick, and die. How can the number of people not change?â
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