Southern Xinjiang, inner city area, Shuiyuetian Hotel.

In a luxurious suite, Lin Xianbai, wearing a black robe as a magician, was sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing the practice of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It is cultivation and waiting.

Wait for Li Guanqi to come find him.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Lin Xianbai opened his eyes, frowned, and looked out the door.

Under his solemn gaze, the wooden brown door began to decay rapidly, turning into a piece of rotten wood powder and scattering in the blink of an eye.

Outside the door, two figures wearing black robes and hoods also appeared in Lin Xianbai's sight.

"..."

The two men in black robes said nothing, exuding a sinister aura, and raised their left hands almost simultaneously, showing the back of their left hand to Lin Xianbai.

insect.

Both have an identical black insect tattoo on the back of their left hand. The overall look is somewhat similar to a centipede, but it also has a scorpion tail hook.

"One of our own."

Lin Xianbai smiled lightly and raised his left hand.

On the back of his fair hand, a black insect tattoo began to slowly appear, which was exactly the same as the two men in black robes.

"It's a stranger."

One of the men in black robes made a hoarse voice.

"You have my Lord's insect-patterned holy power on your body, but your breath is not in the holy book."

Another man in black robe said coldly.

"Ha, then it's a long story."

Lin Xianbai smiled without changing his expression.

Difficult to do.

In World No. 2, he finally solved this identity problem, but when he arrived in World No. 1 where he was watching chess, he had to do it all over again.

By the way, I don’t know if circumstances in this world allow him to lie...

These guys from the Gu God Ancestral Temple are really difficult to deal with.

"Or die."

Outside the door, a man in black robe said coldly.

"Either come back with us and accept the investigation."

The other man in black robes had a hoarse voice.

"I will definitely go back."

Lin Xianbai smiled and got out of bed, took a coat from the hanger and walked towards them.

"Speaking of it, I haven't been back for a long time because of the mission assigned by the high priest. It's time to pay homage to the holy face of our Lord again. Let's go without further delay."

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"Here we are, this is my home!"

Ayabel Prairie, the territory of the Centaur royal family.

The sun rises in the east.

A streak of fish belly white appears on the horizon, but because the clouds have not dispersed, the morning light is vague.

On the grassland on the ground, Alan Chiron seemed to be very excited. He spread his horse's hooves like a wild horse and ran towards the farm full of crops in front of him.

Behind her, Li Guanqi, Yang Qingmeng, and hundreds of women wearing coarse linen clothes, orc women, all had slightly subtle expressions on their faces.

"Her surname is Chiron, shouldn't she be at the level of a royal relative?"

Li Guanqi looked at the medium-sized farm and the manor that looked very mediocre and simple as a whole. He couldn't help but look at Yang Qingmeng with some surprise, "Do relatives of the emperor live here? They look like ordinary rich people."

"Well, actually there are levels."

Yang Qingmeng looked strange, "The Chiron clan is also divided into high-level royal families and marginalized groups. Maybe Ailan's family is a marginalized group in the Chiron royal clan, but this is too marginal... They all live directly in the city of the royal family.

Are you out there, or is it a personal hobby?"

"The king's leader..."

Hearing this, Li Guanqi couldn't help but look around.

Although it still looks like a grassland with no difference at all, according to Ailan, this area is already considered the royal territory of the Centaur clan, referred to as the Centaur Royal Territory.

But the centaur clan’s royal city is still further away.

"Everyone, come quickly!"

At this time, Ailan, who had already run into the farm, looked at Li Guanqi and others and waved excitedly.

And from the manor of the farm, many centaurs dressed as servants and in different colors also came out, as well as a few white centaurs with luxurious clothes, green hair and green eyes.

The status and class of ordinary centaur servants and king-blood centaur landowners are clearly shown in their appearance.

"Alan, you are finally back!"

At this time, a centaur who looked like a middle-aged woman ran up to Ailan, holding her shoulders tightly with tears in her eyes, "Where have you been for more than half a month?! Mom heard that your friend's Reiner

The tribe has been crushed by the tauren, so you, you..."

"It's a long story."

Ailan scratched his head, then smiled, "Anyway, I've come back well, and I brought a lot of friends with me, parents, look, it's them!"

With that said, she turned and pointed at Li Guanqi and others.

At this time, Li Guanqi slowly arrived at the manor with Yang Qingmeng and hundreds of others.

"..."

A middle-aged centaur looked at everyone, his green eyes slightly narrowed.

Soon, his eyes turned to Li Guanqi.

The reason is simple.

He could see the cultivation level of the Liuhe-level female human carrying a bow and arrow, but only this white-haired male human in black clothes, with his seven-star level, could not see through the details at all, and he was obviously not to be underestimated.

.

While the centaur was sizing up Li Guanqi, Li Guanqi was also sizing him up.

[Seven-star centaur warrior]

This level of cultivation is barely enough to qualify for the status of the centaur royal family.

"My Lord, Carl Chiron, is Aylan's father. I wonder what I call this human gentleman?"

Suddenly, the middle-aged centaur smiled and asked Li Guanqi.

"Just call me Li Guanqi."

Li Guanqi said calmly.

"It turns out to be Mr. Li."

The middle-aged centaur Karl nodded slightly, then looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Since you are Ailan's friend, then come in. The small place is not spacious enough, but we can set up a few tables outside and have a meal with Arlin.

'."

"Um?"

Li Guanqi blinked.

"Feast to welcome the wind."

When Yang Qingmeng next to him saw this, he immediately understood and explained to him through soul transmission: "That 'Arlin' is the reception feast of the Centaur clan. Although it is not appropriate, it can be understood in this way. Anyway, it is used to receive people and wash away the dust.

For one meal, three specific centaur delicacies should be made, which means to wash away the 'bad' things on the road and only bring the 'good things' from the outside world back home."

In her original weird world, after leaving southern Xinjiang, she had been wandering around in the grasslands and knew the customs of the grassland tribes very well.

"What will happen if I don't eat?"

Li Guanqi asked back using soul transmission.

"It won't happen at all."

Yang Qingmeng quickly replied: "Although this is a traditional custom of the Centaur clan, it is not strict. Even for the Centaur itself, it is a small custom that you abide by when the mood comes and forget about it if you are not in the mood.

."

"Excuse me, Mr. Carl."
To be continued...