Chapter 390 (2/2)

So it is.

She also knows that snake man has liked her for a long time. He has a strong attachment to her from the beginning, but now, how long has she been holding hands with a stranger? Who doesn't get angry.

I know this clearly in my heart, but being held by Zhang Jin has a warm feeling in my heart. The snake girl has no good intention to let Zhang Jin go. In this way, it is a default that the relationship with Zhang Jin is somewhat ambiguous.

”What's his name? I didn't provoke him. It seems that he wants to kill me.”

Zhang Jin looked innocent. If he was seen by the snake man, he might think about it. It's estimated that they all want to rush over and waste Zhang Jin now.

”His name is Anan. He is a distant cousin of mine. His cultivation is so high that he can use some dark spells. But don't worry. He doesn't dare to do anything. He has a bad mouth. Don't be afraid. I'll be there. When you go out, I'll take you home. I'll be back.”

”It's very kind of you!”

Qing'er, with a ruddy face, felt the temperature of Zhang Jin's two hands pulling her two little hands. Even this guy's hands kept teasing her palms with his fingers, which made her careful liver itch. There was an unspeakable feeling.

”All right, let's go.”

”Yes.”

Zhang Jin smiled. Only then did he have time to see the world behind the barrier.

It turned out that there was a border similar to the area of the tree demon grandmother, but here, it had the same form as some old cities in ancient times. Whether it was architectural scale or some styles, it would basically give people a feeling of returning to ancient times.

It's just that there are people doing business here, which is the most frightening thing for Zhang Jin.

How is it possible for people and snake people to coexist peacefully?

But Zhang Jin was relieved when he thought about some plots in the legend of the new white lady. Moreover, these snake demons didn't seem to want to eat people, and they were suppressed by Bai Suzhen. Therefore, even if someone was here, he didn't dare to do anything, so he had to be obedient.

”Is there anyone else here?”

Zhang Jin followed qinger in surprise and went to the small town below. The scale of the town is not too large, that is, the scale of more than 2000 people.

”Yes, it's at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. It's the territory covered by my master. These people have followed from the great song dynasty. Until now, they have been passed on by their children and grandchildren. However, my master restricted the fertility of these people, so it didn't cause a significant increase in population.”

”That's right.”

Zhang Jin nodded. After the implementation of family planning, the population growth of China was indeed much less.

”Well, well, my master is fine. From the beginning to now, these people have been in good weather. The makers have had a good harvest for many years. Moreover, they have brought a lot of good things from the outside. Therefore, the people here are actually no different from those outside. They have always lived very, very well.”

”Your master looks so powerful!”

”Of course.”

Qing'er didn't know the purpose of Zhang Jin's coming this time. When she mentioned the master, her eyes were almost bright, even shining.

”Let's go and take you to my master.”

Qing'er pulled Zhang Jin's hand and didn't stay in this small town, because this is a point where ancient and modern times integrate with each other. Therefore, the people here are actually no different from those outside, but they rarely go out.

Just passing by, Zhang Jin even saw the wind power station with a good foundation, the towering head, the long fan blades, my darling, it's really not simple here.

However, the life style here is very simple. It's nearly late. Walking along the road, Zhang Jin suddenly found a strange phenomenon. Here, it's almost never closed at night and there are no leftovers on the road. The control effect under the white lady's rule is really not generally good.

It seems that after I come here this time, I must focus on receiving.

”Qing'er!”

Just as the two men strode through the town and walked towards a high mountain not far away, there was an elderly woman who walked over unhappily when she saw Zhang Jin holding hands with Qing'er, especially when Qing'er's face was crimson.