Under the guidance of the tall and thin Taoist priest, the young boys and girls paid a visit to the three village chiefs.
The leader of the village is Xiao Jiuchen.
The second leader of the village is Shi Weikai.
The third leader was Zhu Chuanming, the tall and thin Taoist who led them into the mountains.
Luo Qingqing followed the crowd and bowed three times.
"Meet the chief!"
"Meet the Second Chief!"
"Meet the Third Village Master!"
The loud voices of young boys and girls echoed in Jiuyou Hall.
This is the fresh blood of the copycat.
This is an exciting new force.
Shi Wei Kai burst into laughter, and his loud voice almost shook the roof of Jiuyou Hall off.
Zhu Chuanming stroked his beard with a gentle smile.
Amidst the two voices, a clear voice stood out. "Entering the village is like entering the underworld. All past events will be forgotten. From now on, you will be a villager in life and a ghost in death. As long as you abide by the village's rules, I, Xiao, will never treat you unfairly."
Everyone nodded in response.
Many brave people looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a young man sitting on the main seat of Jiuyou Hall.
He has high eyebrows, deep eyes, a nose as straight as a mountain, and thin lips that reveal a cold look.
His deep eyes are like the deep sea, like the summer sky, deep as ink, and cannot be desecrated at will.
One of his long legs was resting on the wooden chair, with his slender arm resting casually on it.
He sat crookedly on the wooden chair, like a crouching dragon ready to strike.
He looked lazy and casual, but he had an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
Luo Qingqing raised her eyes and took a look, her heart pounding.
This man's aura is even more powerful than that of the current emperor.
This man hates women, and it is indeed not an easy thing for her to give birth to a child for such a man.
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