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The appearance of the strong man in Tianshu blocked the pursuit of the holy palace. Luoshui and wood were completely far away.

The killing lasted two hours before it began to subside.

As for Duan Yuya's murder, it has been spread throughout most of the holy cities. There are different opinions on the murderer's guess.

Wen Yuqing returned to the bamboo fence yard. Soon after, the woman in black also came back here. She whispered, "young master is safe."

Wen Yuqing nodded: "safety is good." What was different was that she had calmed down.

The woman in black was surprised, but she didn't ask much.

About half an hour or so, a young man in cloth came to the door. He led an old yellow cow, and his face was full of smiles. He said to the man outside the door, "can I see your lady?"

There are two middle-aged men who are strong and tall. They are full of the breath of divine power. They are two powerful people in the spirit hiding state.

After sweeping the clothes of teenagers and the old cattle, a man said in a cold voice, "go and get out of here."

The young man in cloth blinked: "is it OK to pass on a message?"

The man is a little impatient, in his mind, is the goddess of our family ordinary people can see? He just wanted to refuse, but the one next to him said, "what do you want to say?"

The young man said, "a page of dry paper."

Yeah?

The man frowned: "is that it?"

The young man in cloth nodded: "yes, four words, please. If your lady still refuses to see me, I will go. If she wants to see me Well, all in all, trouble

The man did not know whether the young man really knew the goddess. If both sides knew each other and he refused, it would be a big deal. Therefore, he still made a choice. If it was just a message, it would not be a big deal.

Just two minutes later, the man went back and forth. There was a layer of awe in the look of the young man in cloth clothes. He said respectfully, "Miss, please."

The young man in cloth grinned: "OK, thank you very much." He didn't bring the old ox in. It was not suitable.

In the bamboo fence courtyard, Wen Yuqing was excited. When she saw the young man in cloth, she saluted immediately: "see the elder."

She did not know the name, identity, and origin of the young man in cloth, but she knew that he had shown his great strength when she was still in the imperial city of the Shang state a hundred years ago.

Not only that, at that time, he also pointed her out and sent out a piece of dry paper.

Now, meet again, the youth is still a teenager, there has been no trace of years, her heart filled with emotion.

The young man in cloth smiles: "the little girl in the past has grown up, very good, graceful."

Wen Yuqing said with a smile, "master, I'll see you."

The young man in cloth put up his smile and said in a flat tone: "I come here for the promise you made in those years."

Wen Yuqing was stunned and gradually silent.

At that time, the young man in cloth gave her advice and let her survive from her illness and gave her a piece of dry paper. When she was very excited, she made a promise. If the elder had something to do, she could give her orders as long as she didn't violate morality and humanity

A hundred years later, she almost forgot that if it was not for the young man in cloth to come here.

The young man in cloth looked at her: "it doesn't violate morality and human nature, nor will it let you do anything harmful to the family, let alone let you die. My request is actually very simple."

Wen Yuqing said, "please speak, master."

The young man said with a smile: "inherit my everything, as well as my mission."

Wen Yuqing opened his eyes wide: "what's everything about the elder?"

He smiles and doesn't speak any more. With a wave of his big hand, the whole world changes rapidly. She and he come to a high altitude. From here, we can see the prosperity.

In the center of prosperity, there is an ancient palace, which is the entrance of the holy palace.

Then, he waved again, and they came to the top of the holy palace. Looking at the misty world of immortality, Wen Yuqing was a little distracted. Suddenly, she thought of something. She was staring at the young man in cloth: "master?"

The youth vomited out two words: "Mo Zi."

Yeah?

Wen Yuqing suddenly opened his pupils and stopped breathing. Even his heart stopped beating at this moment, Mo Zi? Which Mo Zi? After tens of thousands of years, there seems to be only one person named Mozi, who is the master of the holy palace.

And the Lord of the holy palace, it seems, has not appeared for hundreds of years.

She looked at the boy in cloth.

Mo Zi shrugged his shoulders and said in a slow voice, "you are the last God's residence in the temple of the setting sun. Now, the reincarnation in your body has been suppressed. Then the divine power will slowly wake up, and your memory will also appear."

What palace? What memory?

Wen Yuqing stares at him, his throat seems to be stuck, and even his heart is full of fear.Mozi then said, "this is your destiny."

Fate?

She said: "she was cold and dry for a minute

Mo Zi said: "if nine days Xuannu is also a little girl, then I'm afraid there will be no woman in this world."

Wen Yuqing opened his mouth slightly: "can I refuse? You can do anything you want me to do. "

Mo Zi turned his eyes and said with a smile, "what can you do? Then, kill the black swordsman

A warm rain and a clear earthquake.

Mo Zi turned the corner of his mouth: "you are the Supreme God, you should look down on the world, and protecting the land of gods and demons is your mission and responsibility, do you understand?"

She was a little unable to understand that it was the holy palace that destroyed all the people in the world. So, what does Mozi mean by this?

Mo Zi said, "do you know the immortal magic mountain?"

Wen Yuqing shakes his head.

Mozi said: "the place connected with hell in legend, but in fact, it is not a legend, but a real existence, that is to say, hell exists, it is a very terrible place."

In the deepest part of the undead mountain, there are a group of people, which can also be called the army of death. The most terrible thing is that the army will only listen to the orders of the black swordsmen.

Now, the swordsman is not dead.

After a few short words, Mo Zi no longer said, but Wen Yuqing's heart is set off a great disturbance.

The elder means, is the black swordsman going to send out the death Legion now?

What kind of existence is that?

Unfortunately, why did Li Yi do this?

No, no, no, she didn't believe that Li Yi she knew was not such a person at all. He could not be the source of the unrest.

Wen Yuqing is short of breath, pale, and shakes his head.

Mozi said again, "how about a bet?"

Wen Yuqing opened his mouth and looked at him.

Mozi said, "if the black swordsman brings out the death legion, then you will inherit all that I have and take charge of the holy palace, and promise me that you belong to the holy palace in any case, OK?"