The war in the outside world has reached a fever pitch. Many forces in the Niyue Palace are retreating steadily. Among them, the army of the Second Palace Master is in a precarious position and has suffered heavy casualties.

Therefore, Tian Nanzi, as the master of the fourth hall, planned to take people out to reinforce the master of the second hall.

Even though he was relatively safe in the Kusheng Mountains, Tian Nanzi could not sit back and watch the misery of the outside world.

"I am the Fourth Hall Master of the Niyue Palace. I have my creed and responsibility to resist the Red Moon and protect my homeland. I cannot and do not want to avoid this matter."

"Someone needs to stand up... I'm an old man, so what's the point of regretting my life at this time?"

"If I can't come back, my shattered soul will be with Niyue Palace!"

When Tian Nanzi said these words, his expression was filled with determination, and his vicissitudes of life also revealed his calmness towards death.

After saying goodbye, Xu Qing stared at his leaving figure, and vaguely, the figure of the old palace master of the Sword Holding Palace appeared in his heart again.

"They are all the same kind of people."

The red moon is closer.

The color of the sky became more and more intense, and the entire Moon Festival area was filled with blood.

This is especially the case near the bank of the Siyin River. Looking at it, you can see that the long river, which was originally blood-colored, is now extremely red, and the smell of blood and rot is extremely strong.

During this period of time, ships from the outer realms rarely appeared. After all, the merchants and traders from outside knew that the Moon Sacrifice Spirit Circle was about to be harvested by the gods.

But at this moment, on this roiling long river, a tattered boat gradually appeared in the distance. The direction it came from was the area where the Shenglan tribe was located.

After a short time, the boat became clearer and clearer. It could be seen that there were many repairs on it, and it seemed that it could collapse at any time. It was speeding towards the shore, breaking through the river surface, swaying, and finally landing on the shore.

A figure quickly rushed out from inside, and the moment it stepped onto the bank of the bloody river, the boat could not support itself, collapsed suddenly, and sank under the river water.

The figure looked back, sighed, and then stamped his foot hard.

"You little thief, you kidnapped my Ling'er for so long and haven't come back. It turns out that he is in such a ungrateful place!"

"My Ling'er must not have enough to eat or sleep well, and is suffering from hunger and cold. She is frightened by him every day, and faces life and death crises all the time. Maybe she is still being hunted, and she doesn't even have anyone to protect her. She shouldn't be called every day.

"

"That oily-headed, pink-faced Xu Xiaothief looks unreliable at first glance!"

"You little thief, just wait for me, I will go find you!"

The red skylight fell on this figure, revealing its vicissitudes of life. This person was the old man of the inn.

After he complained, his face was full of exhaustion, he looked up at the distant world and sighed.

"Where can I find such a large domain?"

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Chapter completed!