It is a miracle that the Feathers have not been brought into the pit by this saint for so many years.

Qin Yi had no time to complain about them at this moment, as if his situation was even more embarrassing.

The hostage is gone...

I haven't fallen into the worst situation of being blocked and beaten up at someone's house, but I can't do anything at the moment. It seems that the only solution is to turn around and run away?

Otherwise, it would be a tragedy if this saint said "take this thief down"...

Qin Yi quietly took half a step back, and turned his weight and was about to run away.

But the Saint Maiden spoke: "I've come here, don't you come in and sit in?"

Qin Yi: "..."

Several girls from both sides looked at Qin Yi quietly and asked in a low voice: "Saint, who is he?"

Yu Shang pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say that the enemy could not speak, and that the guests could not speak. Finally, she simply said: "If you love, don't come. Let's go."

Qin Yi looked at her proud back with a little dumbfounded glance, and sent a voice: "Great, do you think if you'll get five hundred knives and axe players come out and chop us into meat paste?"

Liusu said angrily: "If you want to make meat paste, it's you."

"You are the one who insults her."

"Is there any difference?" Liusu said: "I think I can go in. If she really wants to cheat you, it's not like this."

That's true...

Qin Yi thought about it and chased after him: "That, your thing has fallen."

Yu Shang turned her head and saw Qin Yi chasing her with her forehead: "Your Yida."

Yu Shang twitched the corner of her mouth. She couldn't understand Qin Yi's casual meme, but it could be seen that Qin Yi was a little nervous at this time.

Sure enough, he has sought out the feathers.

Seeing that he had become a little coquettish from bullying, Yu Shang's mood suddenly became good, so he looked up slightly, looked at him with a cold look, reached out to take the forehead, and turned around without saying a word.

This set of fluttering pussy smell seems to be used to doing it every day. The girls on the left and right feathers feel no incongruity, and they are just curious why the saint's precious forehead decoration will be lost...

In the ring, the dog was chatting with Bangzi: "She looks very much like you."

Fangzi said lightly: "I lost my craftsmanship."

Dog: "..."

Qin Yi, with a lot of MMPs, followed silently into the city gate.

The so-called city gate is just a tree hole, which is still open in the air. Mortals who cannot fly cannot enter at all.

The tree hole in the city gate alone is several feet thick, as if passing through a passage. There are guards on the left and right sides of the tree hole, and other birds guarding the outside. When they pass through the passage, two feathered girls stand on the left and right. When they see Yu Shang bringing people in, they all bow and salute: "Saint."

Yu Shang nodded slightly and asked, "Can the priest be there?"

Qin Yi secretly paid attention to her words - priests, priests. At a glance, they are all people who serve priests, but they use priests to be on duty, and priests are positions. Their main ethnic group is not here, but in the sea, that is, here is just a person who carries priests, and the political leader of the ethnic group seems to be Yu Shang himself.

Sure enough, the Feather Girl replied respectfully: "Saint Bing, the second priest is at the ancestral altar."

Yu Shang nodded, turned his head to glance at Qin Yi: "Come with me."

Qin Yi felt that life was too speechless.

This guy is not only a leader, but also the biggest in this area! Whether she can take people to the sea center is completely her words!

Qin Yi touched his forehead.

The mace in the ring bent a thorn to touch the forehead.

The dog holds his forehead with both hands.

If I had known this, wouldn't it be enough to take her straight to the center of the sea? Why would I come to the other person's territory and fall into the trap?

Now there are all her people around her, and you can feel that the feathered people are very strong, most of them are Tengyun, one or two even in the early stage of Huiyang.

In addition to the feathers, there are many other races, including birds, humans with beaks that look like birds. There are even those who look similar to ordinary people, wearing a wide hat covering the back of their heads.

These people are very strong... but they respect Yu Shang very much. Many people avoided the road and bowed to salute.

Yu Shang nodded slightly along the way, without saying a word.

This is a core city where all ethnic groups live together. The Feathers seem to be the management clan of this wood-seeking city. This Feathers are not only the saint of the Feathers, but perhaps the lord of the city, but at least the "leader of the parliament of various ethnic groups"...

Now here... I am so weak and pitiful and helpless. Once I turn against you, it is really hard to break through.

Qin Yi looked up at the sky, but fortunately this was not a closed wood. Part of it was cut off from above, and the whole sky was bright.

If you want to run away, it seems that there is no chance. It is better than a closed place...

Qin Yi suddenly felt that the cut crosswood on it looked like an uncovered coffin... Is it not shabby for these people to live in it?

But it’s nothing to think about. This huge tree of thousands of miles is something that most people can’t imagine if they live in it… In fact, the spiritual energy in this wood city is extremely rich and it is a good place for cultivation. No wonder the overall strength here is very strong.

"Do you really want to run?" Yu Shang suddenly asked.

"Well……"

"If your dragon power is really a normal inheritance, then you don't have to run away, and you will still be our guest of honor."

Qin Yi sighed: "I'm afraid you won't be able to identify it."

"It's the dragon slaying that has its own resentment, and the inheritance brings peace and is easy to distinguish."

"What if that's a resentful dragon in itself?"

Yu Shang was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have never considered this aspect. After thinking about it, he said: "There are differences in resentment, and the priest should be able to judge. I am not a major in this way, and I will wait for her to make a decision."

Qin Yi said: "What if she speculated that this was a dragon slaying?"

Yu Shang didn't say anything, and a white jade-like hall had appeared in front of him. The walls were carved with wing-shaped reliefs, and at the top of the hall were dragons and phoenixes.

There are both dragons and phoenixes, not only dragons...

Yu Shang said, "This is our altar. Are you... sure you want to enter?"

This question was strange, as if she was not sure whether she wanted to let Qin Yi identify it, and gave all her initiative to Qin Yi herself.

Qin Yi looked up at the dragon and phoenix carvings and smiled slightly: "If you don't do bad things in your life, why don't you dare to enter?"

Before he finished speaking, the old woman's voice came from the hall: "Long Wei? Why didn't the saint kill this person?"

Qin Yi: "..."

Well, maybe it’s really no wonder that Yu Shang is, the entire Yu Ren tribe is like a silly person.

Yu Shang said, "This person seems special. I came here to ask the priest to identify one or two. Should I bring it back to my clan?"

"No, this is not a very difficult identification..." The old woman said: "Since the saint feels special, then bring him in."

Yu Shang stepped into the door, and Qin Yi followed in.

At first glance, I saw two rows of feathered girls kneeling on the ground, six on the left and right, twelve of them, praying together. The twelve pairs of white wings were closed, and the whole atmosphere was holy and solemn, like an angel.

Including the feathered shanger that slowly walked in at this time, it also brought a bit more holy, and it was more like an angel.

However, at this time, all the feathered girls opened their eyes, staring at Qin Yi with sharp eyes as lightning.

Qin Yi was awkward.

All the twelve girls are very beautiful. It should be said that the feathers I saw when I entered the city are not ugly. Among them, these twelve are the most beautiful. However, they are not the ones in the KTV line asking you if you are satisfied, but they are going to kill you with disagreement...

In the middle is an old feathered man kneeling in the center of the altar. On the altar are sculptures of their feathered man’s ancestors, as well as dragons and phoenixes.

Qin Yi was sure that they could not receive any instructors from the Dragon God and the Phoenix God. This thing was purely a ritual, but they did it meticulously, as if they believed in it.

Having faith is a very strong power, and the monks in China don’t have this thing, or the common belief of the monks in China is called "Tao". Some of the Wushen Sects are in line with this place, but they are not so much faith, but rather pursuing the power of the ancient times.

The old woman of feather opened her eyes and looked at Qin Yi. Her originally sharp eyes slowly became surprised: "It has dragon blood, but it does not affect bloodline transformation, nor does it affect the attributes of cultivation. It is just that it simply possesses the power of a divine dragon, which is unheard of."

Qin Yi said: "Dragon made it himself. I only had the Cloud at that time, so I didn't understand how it was done."

The old woman refused to comment and said with a stern face: "It's useless to say it."

As he said that, he handed a jade bowl: "A drop of blood will be here, and you will know it."

Qin Yi looked over and saw that the bowl was engraved with the shape of a divine dragon, which was vivid and vivid, as if a living thing was wandering.

Qin Yi stretched out a finger.
Chapter completed!