Chapter 311 Luoxia Village, Old Friend's Bloodline

Although the girl in red is trapped in the abyss, she is still more clear about the world.

The fourth agreement is to give the dragon-shaped blood jade to the people of the Chang family.

"I'm just given a general place, and I have to find the rest slowly by myself."

On a huge star, there are as many people whose surnames are common.

Changjia, it's hard to find!

Chen Qingyuan was not in a hurry and walked forward slowly.

It is relatively remote and lags behind the location of Xuanqing Sect.

Reiki is thin and resources are scarce.

The sect stationed here is not very strong, and at most only the monks who have just stepped into the period of disaster sit in the town.

If you want to inquire about the information, go directly to the larger chamber of commerce here.

It cost a lot of spiritual stones, and Chen Qingyuan learned something.

Most of the people with Chang surnames are gathered in the north of Qiongyu Star. Two Chang families are more famous and have been passed down for many years.

If you have a direction, keep going.

The next day, Chen Qingyuan appeared near a Chang family, looked down at the dragon-shaped blood jade in the palm of his hand, and did not react at all.

"Did I find the wrong one?"

Chen Qingyuan frowned and muttered.

You can't act carelessly. You can't just lurk in the Chang family, and even find a chance to get a drop of the blood of the Chang family.

Unfortunately, I have tried all kinds of methods, and they are all useless.

"Definitly not."

Chen Qingyuan is determined.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan's behavior was relatively low-key, and he had a jade bracelet to cover his breath. He was not found by the master of the Chang family and left quietly.

Then, Chen Qingyuan went to another Chang's house.

It took a few days, and the result was the same.

"No clue."

With no direction for the time being, Chen Qingyuan found a secluded place to settle down.

Green mountains and green water, the breeze blows on the face.

Chen Qingyuan casually raised a thatched hut, lay on a rocking chair outside the house, gently closed his eyes, emptyed his mind, and had a proper rest.

Obviously, it's for business, but it seems that it's a holiday now.

Anyway, it's not urgent. Take your time to inquire!

"There is a fate in everything."

Chen Qingyuan lives a comfortable life.

In this way, I stayed for more than half a month and set off again.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Chen Qingyuan traveled many places of Qiongyu Star, but he did not find any change in the shape of the dragon.

"Is this thing broken?"

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan carefully looked at the blood jade engraved with ancient Taoist lines, and he had a trace of suspicion about it.

After studying for a long time, I didn't see anything.

Just as Chen Qingyuan was about to put away the dragon-shaped blood jade, suddenly the blood jade burst into a faint light.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Chen Qingyuan came to his spirit.

He was sure that he had read it wrong and kept staring at it.

After a few breaths, the dragon-shaped blood jade flashed slightly again.

"There is a reaction!"

Chen Qingyuan was overjoyed and walked forward with the blood jade.

The more forward it is, the faster the light flashes.

After speeding up his pace, Chen Qingyuan came to a mountain village.

" Luoxia Village."

Outside the village stands a simple wooden card with mud and dust on it, which looks like it has been for a long time.

As soon as I entered the village, there were many eyes staring at me.

"People from other villages."

"Go and tell the village head that a foreigner is here."

"Second girl, don't go and play. It's dangerous."

The village is full of simple people, and there are no aura fluctuations on their bodies.

Will the blood of the girl in red be here?

Chen Qingyuan glanced at it casually and found nothing strange. Then, he sensed a trace of cultivation and immediately explored it.

Some familiar.

Do you have any acquaintances here?

Chen Qingyuan was puzzled and stared at the depths of the village to see who it was.

A moment later, a young man in cloth came out.

Looking at the young man in cloth, Chen Qingyuan's expression suddenly changed: "It's you!"

"Why are you here?"

The young man in cloth frowned and asked in surprise.

"The village head ancestor is this foreigner."

An old man in his sixties said to the young man in cloth.

This sense of picture is very strange.

The young man in cloth seems to be young, but in fact, he has lived for more than 400 years. He is the old village head of Luoxia Village and the protector.

A long time ago, the previous village head of Luoxia Village picked up the young man in cloth and raised him.

The previous village head had a little cultivation, all of which were taught to the young man in cloth. In just one year, the strength of the young man in cloth is far above that of the previous village head, and his talent is extremely high.

Later, the previous village elder died and entrusted Luoxia Village to the young man in cloth.

The young man in cloth regards this place as his home and has been guarding it all the time, and does not allow any thieves and monks to harm the people here.

"This is my friend. Don't worry, let's all go!"

The young man in cloth said to the crowd.

"Oh, it turned out to be a friend of the village head. That's all right."

Everyone is no longer worried and is busy.

It is difficult to have peace in this world. In the past, there were many bandits around Luoxia Village, who came to the village to plunder things every once in a while. The matter was not solved until the village head came forward.

The village head often goes out, and he has been there for many years. Therefore, there is also a deputy village head in the village who handles the big and small affairs of the village.

Many people spent their lives in peace without even seeing the face of the village head.

Several warm-hearted villagers invited Chen Qingyuan to visit their home and drink a cup of coarse tea.

Chen Qingyuan refused with a smile on his face.

"Come with me."

The young man in cloth stared deeply at Chen Qingyuan and walked ahead.

A simple bamboo house with wooden tables and chairs in the courtyard, planted with some flowers and plants.

"Please sit down."

The young man in cloth pointed to the empty seat in front of him and poured a cup of tea for Chen Qingyuan.

"Chang Ziqiu, is this your home?"

Chen Qingyuan was very surprised.

"Nonsense."

This man is Chang Ziqiu, one of the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness. At the beginning, he shined brilliantly in the Baimai feast.

"Wait, your surname is Chang..."

At the moment when Chang Ziqiu's name was called out, Chen Qingyuan sensed the reaction of the jade pendant in his arms, and suddenly had a guess that there should not be any mistake.

"What do you want to say?" Chang Ziqiu was dressed in a simple dress, his long hair was tied with a strip of cloth, and his expression was cold: "And, why are you here?"

"I said I'd pass by, do you believe it?"

Chen Qingyuan asked.

"This place is so remote. If you come here for no purpose, do you think I will believe it?"

Chang Ziqiu and Chen Qingyuan had a photo, but they were not familiar with each other.

To be precise, he was beaten by Chen Qingyuan.

In order to complete the agreement of crushing the Northern Wilderness, Chen Qingyuan can only do so.

"So, I'm really in business." Chen Qingyuan took a sip of the tea on the table and said seriously, "For you."

"Me?"

How strange this sounded. Chang Ziqiu's body tilted slightly back and instinctively distanced himself from Chen Qingyuan. He didn't have any hobbies.

"Don't think nonsense." Chen Qingyuan saw the strangeness in Chang Ziqiu's eyes and quickly explained, "I'm not interested in you. I have something to do with you."

"What's the matter?"

Chang Ziqiu remained a little vigilant.