Small farmers dominate the desert island

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, such a delicious piece of meat, after the old woodcutter explained it, it instantly became a tasteless existence, which is also sad.

But thinking about it, the old woodcutter also ate for a lifetime to become like this, and they should be fine even if they ate for a few days, so they let go of their scruples and let go of their stomachs.

Later in the day, the old woodcutter's son came back from the town.

It wasn't until they saw his son that the three of them realized that his son was actually the captain of the guard in the city. This was such a coincidence that there was nowhere to be found, and it took no effort to get it.

Chapter 3147 Not two thousand five

For them now, such a powerful person is needed as a middleman.

And they also understood why the old woodcutter would be so eloquent about the situation in the town. It was so clear that whoever had such a son would be as knowledgeable as the old woodcutter.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that there were three more strangers in the house, this young man in armor burst out with arrogance, as if he would strike at the slightest disagreement.

"Xiaojian, don't be afraid, they are all good people."

The old woodcutter stood up quickly and stopped him, not letting him do anything.

"Good guy?"

The young man named Xiaojian looked over the old woodcutter's back, stared at the three of Chen Xiaoyu vigilantly and said, "How do I think they are all with the spies we caught in the town before?"

"It was just a misunderstanding."

Shen Hanzhou was shocked by the power that this young man erupted in an instant. Judging from the aura he displayed, he was in the realm of returning to the void. This young man is probably a master, so he should not be underestimated.

He unhurriedly took out the mirror, and through the mediation of the old woodcutter, he quickly proved their innocence.

"It turned out to be so, but it's also really unbelievable."

Xiao Jian scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "We are really too sensitive about this matter, you come with me, I will ask someone to release them."

Is it so crisp?

Chen Xiaoyu and Shen Hanzhou looked at each other, and they both felt that the people here seemed to be a little pure-hearted, and they were a little too easy to trust others.

"that would be great."

After a silence, Shen Hanzhou nodded. Although he didn't have much to do with those monks who were locked up, since they came here, they were considered to be in the same boat, and he didn't want to see any of them really being locked up. Festival flag.

As soon as they said they would leave, the three of them bid farewell to the old woodcutter immediately.

On the way, through communication, they learned that everyone in this city was surnamed Jiang.

The Jiang surname is an extremely old surname, but it also fits the identities of these people here, and the three of them take it for granted.

Chen Xiaoyu even thought of a question. Since this is a closed space, if these people get married, will they be suspected of being close relatives? After entering the city, will they see a large number of deformed people?

Just as he was thinking this way, he heard Shen Hanzhou ask: "Brother Jiang, I wonder how old you are now?"

Chen Xiaoyu immediately pricked up his ears. He felt that there must be a reason for Shen Hanzhou's sudden question.

"Six thousand three twenty nine."

Jiang Xiaojian answered, and then asked casually: "Brother Shen, how about you?"

Shen Hanzhou opened his mouth, as if he didn't know what to say, the answer was beyond his expectation.

Not only him, but also Chen Xiaoyu and Chi Lingyin fell into a state of shock.

More than 6000 years old!

This has completely surpassed the history recorded in several libraries of the Chen family!

With such a long time, it is really hard for them to imagine how the people here survived.

Facing Jiang Xiaojian's question, Shen Hanzhou said helplessly: "Not yet 25."

"You mean [-] years old?"

Jiang Xiaojian laughed, shook his head and said, "Then you are much younger than me."

"It's either two thousand five, or 25 years old."

Shen Hanzhou shook his head and corrected Jiang Xiaojian's misunderstanding.

"you……"

This time it was Jiang Xiaojian's turn to open his mouth wide, and he turned his attention to Chen Xiaoyu and Chi Lingyin: "You..."

"We are smaller!"

Chi Lingyin giggled, enjoying the feeling of shocking the other party in turn.

"Okay, now I completely believe that you are really not from the Li tribe."

Jiang Xiaojian shook his head in amazement, and said, "I think you must have extraordinary backgrounds. It is impossible for us to have such cultivation at your age."

"May I ask what state Brother Jiang is in now?"

Chen Xiaoyu took the opportunity to ask him.

"The peak of Void Return Realm." Jiang Xiaojian answered truthfully.

"I'm also surprised by this point. At your current age, Brother Jiang, you shouldn't be just doing this anyway, right?"

Shen Hanzhou frowned, the second layer of this secret realm was full of weirdness, it was simply unreasonable.

Jiang Xiaojian said: "The mayor said that although dragon meat can make us stronger, it also restricts our practice, and the monthly sacrificial activities will also swallow a lot of our profound strength, so sometimes the realm is not only not good enough, but it also limits our cultivation. It will increase, but it will decrease.”

"Then you can't stop eating dragon meat?"

Chi Lingyin frowned, thinking that everyone here is so idiotic.

"Dragon meat is a gift from God, if you don't eat it, you will be punished by God!"

Jiang Xiaojian stared wide-eyed, looking at Chi Lingyin in disbelief, as if what she said was the most outrageous thing in the world, he said proudly, "All this is for the great Dragon God!"

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

But at the same time, they made a decision that they would never eat the so-called dragon meat again.

In fact, for cultivation geniuses like them, the energy provided by dragon meat doesn't matter at all. If their cultivation base is restricted instead, they will really cry to death.

"Then is it the same for your mayor?"