What if I don't understand?

It's okay, there is something in this world that can be used for universal communication.

fist!

After Su Qing pounded all the local tribesmen on the city wall, they all obediently followed orders.

One by one, they knelt on the ground, their legs trembling, and kowtowed desperately: "My lord, spare our lives! My lord, spare our lives! We are willing to serve you!"

Su Qing didn't quite understand what they were saying, so she ignored them and turned to find the city lord.

Or perhaps it should be called a lord.

You can sense the simplicity of this city from the outside, but once you go inside, you'll find that the simplicity is even more pronounced inside.

Everywhere you look, there are makeshift stone houses, scattered haphazardly throughout the city. You'd hardly find a road wide enough for two carriages to drive side by side among them.

Even the slightly wider roads require many twists and turns.

However, while Su Qing was flying in the sky, these things, apart from making him uncomfortable, did not have any other impact.

Arriving at the center of the city, we came to a large stone house where a lively multi-person activity was taking place.

Three or four female indigenous people and one strong male indigenous person.

The male native was very strong, covered in fat, with a pair of black wings on his back and two sharp horns on his roof.

Judging purely from appearance, this male indigenous man is much better looking than the other indigenous men. It's also worth mentioning that these indigenous men share a common characteristic: they all have red eyes with triangular pupils.

Su Qing waited outside for more than half an hour until the local man finished his work before he went in and dragged him out.

Gibberish, gibberish!

Faced with the sudden appearance of the giant dragon, the male native appeared quite panicked, babbling in his native language.

Su Qing looked at the male native and slowly narrowed her eyes.

The guy he was pinning down was quite strong.

On the ground, this would be called a title, and in the center of the continent, it would qualify one to establish a kingdom. But here, he is merely the lord of a small town.

Su Qing originally thought that she was there to blew up the fishpond and reap a fortune along the way.

But now it seems that the depths of hell are not as shallow as I imagined.

Thinking about it, it makes sense. Three high-ranking evil gods have been operating for over a thousand years. Even though this place is barren, it's enough to cultivate a terrifying power.

I just don't know if those guys at the temple know about it.

Su Qing pondered.

The native being pinned under his claws was momentarily stunned.

Something about this dragon seems a little off.

There are also dragons in Hell. Some of the dragons that were banished in the past took root and multiplied in Hell.

However, it was also tainted by the destructive aura here, but the black dragon in front of them had a pure aura and did not have any destructive aura.

With a slight thought, the native suddenly spoke in a somewhat broken human language.

"My lord, are you perhaps a dragon from the land?"

Su Qing snapped out of her daze and looked at the native with some surprise. She hadn't expected that the native could speak a human language.

"You can speak a human language?"

Upon hearing the human's clear and distinct pronunciation of the word "dragon," the natives immediately became excited.

"Your Excellency, I have learned some human languages, but I am not very good at them."

Seeing that the native was very cooperative, Su Qing released his grip: "It's good that you can communicate with me. Tell me about the situation here."

The indigenous people were very cooperative and told them everything they knew in detail.

Finally, he looked at Su Qing with anticipation: "Sir, since you were able to come in, you can surely leave as well. Could you take me with you when you leave?"

After saying this, the indigenous man's heart was filled with trepidation again.

But this is his only chance, his only chance to leave this place.

Su Qing was somewhat surprised: "You want to leave here?"

The local nodded, then quickly explained, "Sir, you don't know, hell is filled with destructive forces."

Su Qing nodded; he had felt this ever since he entered Hell.

"Because of this power, our cultivation speed will increase, but our lifespan will also be shortened. Moreover, the longer we cultivate, the easier it is to lose control due to this destructive power."

"Sir, guess how old I am this year?"

Su Qing glanced at the local man; he had dark skin and was covered in fat. He must be at least forty or fifty years old.

The indigenous man gave a wry smile: "I'm only twenty years old this year!"

Su Qing was shocked. Twenty years old? You must be kidding me! I would believe you if you said your son was twenty.

"The average lifespan of ordinary people in hell is only forty years. Even with cultivation, their lifespan can only be extended to a hundred years at most."

"I am a title bestowed by the human race, and I have a lifespan of about seventy years."

"I want to leave here in order to prolong my life."

The natives' eyes began to light up, as long as they left hell and went outside.

"If I can leave this place full of destructive power, my lifespan will be greatly extended. If I can break through again, I might live to be three or five hundred years old."

The native stared intently at Su Qing with bright, sparkling eyes.

Su Qing was indeed deep in thought; he had indeed obtained a lot of useful information from this native.

In particular, the fact that the lifespan of beings in hell is only half or even less than normal is quite useful to him.

He could easily use this as an excuse to raise a banner and build his own power.

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