Jianmu's guards are not strict.

Because people from the outside world cannot enter the forbidden zone in the sea at all, and whoever dares to eat the bear heart and leopards dare to come to build wood and spread wildly? The formless ability of the prisoner cow is not a joke. Even if the Pi Xiu, who has the lowest cultivation level, can trigger the ability of Jianmu, no one can get in the way.

For tens of thousands of years, Jianmu has been more peaceful than the Wandao Immortal Palace at that time, so the imprisoned bull will hold a concert.

However, the ethnic groups on the islands in the restricted area have some competition. For example, the Feather Man and the Siren have fought many games before, and the Clam tribes have also been arrested... There are quite a lot of similar ethnic groups, and the Dragon Sons have also found the pleasure of rule in mediation and other actions.

Sometimes when Qin Yi thinks about it, he feels that these dragons are quite sad.

It has been tens of thousands of years since it has been shrinking into the forbidden area and cannot go out. It has been so strong that it has shrunk all over the ground. It is known as the forbidden area and is self-consistent with the so-called rule of the hundreds of races, but does not seek pioneering or enterprising. It is no wonder that most dragon sons practice the same thing.

It was originally strange that they had practiced for tens of thousands of years on Jianmu and were still practicing this little bit, but they were actually relying on Jianmu to save their lives. It was very difficult to understand. Now it is not surprising to think about it. All the seemingly incomprehensible results have a cause.

Of course, it can also be said that because they rely on building wood to save lives and cannot be easily gone, this is a state of sedation, and it is difficult to distinguish between causal and effect.

In any case, Qin Yi had no time to worry about Longzi. He flew to the top of Jianmu with the clam girls, where the ox was imprisoned.

On the top of the treetops and the crown of the tree are lush and green. Qin Yi saw this main leaf and realized that the idea of ​​changing the tree leaf for Qingcha was so unreliable.

Because each leaf is several meters old, several people are not crowded when they lie on it.

If you really want to change the tea, the tea will not change into a giant tea. Isn’t that a tank?

If you really want to change it, it is better to change the branch of the Feather Man, at least the size of the leaves looks relatively normal... Of course, the best solution should be to change the juice, similar to the animal-like demon cultivator's blood exchange.

I was thinking of changing the bloodline of Qingcha, and I saw a huge palace hidden under the leaves.

Any tree branch is a huge empty square. Building a palace on the empty square is of course very simple for the financial resources in the sea. In theory, this is also considered a dragon palace... but it is different from Qin Yi's conceptual Dragon Palace. It is not on the bottom of the sea, but on the tree...

The palace should be the center of Jianmu. There are already a crowd of hundreds of tribes in the square outside the hall. There are guards outside the hall, and the main guards are the giants. They all look about ten feet tall, and there are not many people, but each one is very strong.

People of all ethnic groups entered the palace one after another, and the scene was very quiet. Not everyone could enter, and the guards who escorted the musicians on the way were not allowed to enter. The concert also had regulations, just like the clam girl, who had submitted a list long ago, and only An An and Qin Yi could enter.

After all, it was just for the king's songs. How could anyone enter the vegetable market like the one in it?

The giant guard looked at An An and Qin Yi and laughed: "Princess An An, won't he roll back again this time, right?"

An An's face was red and he said with his neck stammering: "I'm here to play the song this time!"

The giant looked at Qin Yi: "Is this the musician you hired?"

An An said seriously: "Mr. Sir is very skilled."

The giants didn't comment. They were not tasteless under the influence of prisoners for a long time. What senior musicians have never seen? Their questions seemed to be family-related, but in fact they were checking their identities. An An had been here before and everyone knew her. She said that this was the musician she hired, so that would be enough. If there were any problems, she would be responsible for herself.

The so-called guard is so relaxed.

The ones that are really reliable are Qin Yi’s feathers.

When he walked into the outer palace, he saw the feathered man guarding the key roads around the edge of the hall, standing upright like a gun, his eyes were like lightning, staring at everyone entering and leaving, and his attitude was much more reliable than the lazy giant outside.

He knew that in such a place, in a place where the bull prisoners would not dare to cause trouble, nor would it happen. The giants didn't care, but the feathers were so serious.

It is indeed the most reliable guard. Being a climax with such a tribe is really something that only idiots would do.

Just as they were thinking about this, the feathers had already seen Qin Yi, their sharp eyes changed, they all became gentle, and then they were about to kneel down in an orderly manner.

Qin Yi was so scared that he didn't let out a cold sweat, and quickly sent a message: "Don't!"

The feathers blinked and heard Qin Yi say, "If you play like this in front of the prison bull, as long as it is a little stingy, there will be big problems. Be good and stand up straight."

The feathers stood up unwillingly, as if they still felt that it was a bad thing not to salute their own messengers. Why should we kneel down and imprison the cows?

Qin Yi glanced at An An's smirk, and stroked his forehead speechlessly.

As soon as they were said to be reliable, they immediately showed something unreliable... No one is perfect... Qin Yi sighed sadly.

After looking around, Yu Feiling and Yu Shang were not seen. Their status must not be outside, they should be protecting internal order. Yu Lan was guarding the door of the inner hall. Qin Yi stood in front of her and joked: "Do you want to check if you carry contraband?"

Yu Lan had a serious face: "Search."

Qin Yi raised his slap, Yu Lan hugged her head and shrank.

Qin Yi handed a lollipop.

Yu Lan looked around and snatched the lollipop and hid it, and then continued to be a guard as if nothing had happened.

In the ring, the dog looked down at the empty palm and looked out: "Qin Yi, you can grab my candy to curry favor with the girl, I will fight with you!"

"You have a bow on your head now, so please call yourself my mother next time."

Dog: "..."

"Isn't there any difference between men and women? This is unbreakable. I think you can't recover from formlessness."

Dog: “…………”

While complaining, Qin Yi and An An had already entered the hall.

A hundred tribes gathered in the hall, but the scene was empty. After all, there were not many people from each tribe, and the most were only a dozen orchestra. The huge scene looked sparse, and each tribe sat down under the leadership of some dwarves and waited for the king to come out.

There is a throne in front of the hall, and there are no other seats on and off the stage. It seems that Yuniu is enjoying himself in the concert and has no intention of having fun with his brothers. In fact, no one else is interested.

Behind the throne is a leaf barrier, and after that, it should be the palace area where the prison bull lives. I don’t know if it will be luxurious or a memorial type. From the outside, it is not luxurious, but there are a lot of musical instruments, and there are very heavy chimes in the middle of the hall, a large row of human palace music.

Qin Yi suddenly realized a problem as he looked at it and said, "I'm sorry."

The history of this chime is at most thousands of years. It is obvious that this prick cow has been to the human kingdom in the past few thousand years. It can be seen that it has never heard of the ancient music of human beings. How many characteristics can it have in its own flute music?

It's over.

When An An arrived at the big scene, he looked at the solemn people of all ethnic groups in the hall, and he also nervously pulled Qin Yi's sleeve: "First, sir, okay, can you?"

Qin Yi cut his teeth: "Men can't say no!"

Just as he was talking nonsense, a figure like a dragon and a snake suddenly flashed on it, and then sat cross-legged on it like a piece of that.

At that moment, Qin Yi thought he had seen Ye Ling.

I looked carefully and wasn't right. This was... the dragon head, the chubby snake body was wrapped around...

There was already a lot of worship around him: "See the Great King!"

Big King... This is the Prisoner.

It turns out that Guiniu is not a bull? It is obviously a snake body, so why is it called Guiniu? Qin Yi couldn't help but touch his chin. Could it be that he actually refers to Niu Zi?

His divergent thinking is actually avoiding a problem.

Everyone else kneeled, including An An.

But he didn't want to kneel.

In my life... I have never been kneeling, never.

Even when I first started my cottage, I didn’t kneel when I met Qingjun’s father. I have never kneeled until today. I knew that everyone would kneel at this time, and it would be very eye-catching and alternative when standing by myself, but my knees were straight and I couldn’t bend down.

It was so eye-catching that in an instant, all the eyes in the hall fell on him in one go.

The other person who was not kneeling was the Yuren who stood by the palace as a guard. Yu Feiling and Yu Shang stood by the prison bull, and all his beautiful eyes were staring at his handsome body, radiantly colorful. An An also looked up at his husband, as if he was looking at a god.

A trace of surprise flashed through the dragon eyes of the prison bull, but he was not angry, and said lightly: "Who is this? Why don't you kneel?"

Qin Yi took a deep breath and replied calmly: "The people of China only kneel on the heaven, earth, the king and the king. After practicing Taoism, the king will not kneel down."

The hall was silent.

In the silence, Qin Yi seemed to hear a very slight female voice. He "ah" in surprise, and quickly covered his mouth.

Um?
Chapter completed!