As soon as he arrived on the floating island, Ji Yao was let down.
As soon as she stood firm, she started muttering to herself.
But since there were outsiders around, it was difficult to show too much on my face.
Her charming almond-shaped eyes were rolling around, and she was paying close attention to the movements on the floating island.
At first glance, she found that the floating island was much larger than she had imagined.
The entire floating island is as large as five football fields.
The regional divisions on the floating island are also not clear.
With the huge green palace in the middle as the core, there are many houses with unique characteristics scattered around it.
And most of the residents on the island have long green curly hair...
Seeing this, Ji Yao felt a little disappointed.
She was indeed not the descendant of the Shenmu clan who was left behind.
Because her hair is long, straight, jet black.
In just a short while, many thoughts flashed through Ji Yao's mind.
But when she felt movement at the back of her collar, she subconsciously stepped back to avoid it.
See Ji Yao's panic movements.
Bo Song smiled and reached out to straighten the back of her collar, then said with a suppressed smile:
"There's no need to panic. The stupid dragon's behavior has nothing to do with the Shenmu clan."
Ji Yao was so surprised by her easy-going appearance that he waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, it's my fault..."
Having said that, she looked up at Bo Song, and after thinking about it, she decided to ask a question.
"Well, is your young master really lost?"
Ji Yao always felt that the reaction of the Shenmu clan was not right.
Especially the woman in front of me.
Since she appeared in front of the two of them, she has been calm and composed.
Even when he heard Meng Jin talking about the young master, his emotions didn't fluctuate much.
He even tricked Meng Jin into throwing her in to verify her identity.
The woman in front of me is so good at controlling her emotions.
No wonder Meng Jin was so angry at her words.
After hearing Ji Yao's question, Bai Song did not answer immediately, but looked at her with a smile.
"What do you think?"
Seeing that she threw the question back like a ball, Ji Yao laughed and said:
"To be honest, I don't think I dare to feel..."
"Hahahaha—you're quite funny."
Bai Song said this with a smile, glancing at Ji Yao out of the corner of his eye.
Seeing the expression on her face that had nothing to do with me, I continued:
"But since you can safely pass the test of the barrier, you are recognized by the Wood God. Come with me."
Hearing Bai Song's words, Ji Yao was flattered, but also confused.
Who exactly is this Wood God?
However, no matter how many doubts Ji Yao had now, it was not convenient for him to ask.
I can only take the opportunity to observe slowly.
Anyway, she is barefoot and not afraid of those who wear shoes.
If there really was something strange on this floating island, she could just hide in space for tens of thousands of years before coming out again...
Seeing that Bai Song had already taken a step forward, Ji Yao hurried to follow.
Following behind Bosong like a transparent person.
I saw many floating island residents greeting Bai Song.
Originally, Ji Yao didn’t care at all until she heard a sentence that instantly brought her back to her senses.
"The clan leader told you to go directly to the ancestral hall."
Bai Song turned his head to look at Ji Yao, then nodded thoughtfully.
Seeing that Bo Song still didn't ask her to leave, Ji Yao had no choice but to speak tentatively:
"Well, if you go to the ancestral hall, I don't need to go with you, after all..."
After all, I am an outsider.
Ji Yao's implication was very clear.
But unexpectedly, Bo Song said nonchalantly:
"Anyone who can come in can't be an outsider, let's go and take a look together."
Having said this, Ji Yao could no longer refuse, so he followed with a gloomy face.
For some reason, she had a bad feeling in her heart.
The two came to the green dome palace in the middle that looked like a European-style building.
The palace is surrounded by a garden covering an area of about two acres.
However, the garden does not plant colorful flowers, but rather emerald green herbs.
Ji Yao raised his eyes and looked carefully.
Good job.
Are the high-level spiritual medicinal materials of the Shenmu clan only suitable for use as green plants?
what to do?
My hands are itching, I really want to grab some and send them back to Master in Dongyuan Continent...
"I don't know what to call you?"
Ji Yao's attention was all on this area of high-grade spiritual herbs.
Hearing this, he blurted out: "Marilyn Mengyao."
When he came back to his senses and saw Bo Song's strange expression, Ji Yao hurriedly said:
"This is my Taoist name in the underworld. Just call me Mengyao."
The first rule when navigating the underworld is never to reveal your real name easily.
Moreover, it is convenient to use multiple aliases to blackmail others.
Bai Song seemed quite interested in the underworld that Ji Yao mentioned, but seeing that she didn't want to talk about it more, he stopped talking.
The two of them walked silently onto the bluestone path in the garden and headed towards the palace gate.
Bo Song raised his hand and pushed open the tightly closed door, and the conversation between the people inside came to an abrupt end.
Ji Yao frowned and looked at the environment of the palace. The more he looked, the more incredible it seemed to him.
In such a huge ancestral hall, there was only a huge hanging portrait.
In the portrait, a woman with a cold temperament is half lying on a thick branch with her clothes on, holding a pot of wine in her hand and about to drink it.
The pair of eyes, half-closed, looked lazily at the tree, with a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.
The expression was so vivid, as if it was about to jump off the statue in the next second...
Ji Yao was startled and quickly looked away.
There are two lines of small, scrawled characters in the lower left corner of the portrait: A great cause for eternity is not as good as a good drunken bliss.
The rest of the place is bare, without a single decoration.
By chance, a few rays of sunlight came through the windows, interspersed with beams of light, making the hall seem even more empty.
Moving my eyes downwards, I saw several energetic old men sitting on the ground.
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