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Chu Xiu got a lot of information from the silver-haired woman.

This Slaughter Palace has existed since the beginning of the "prehistoric times" and its era is extremely long.

From his original words, Chu Xiu learned that the master of the Killing Palace in front of him was not from the Sky Continent, but a human race born in a secret realm of the universe in the starry sky.

However, she herself didn't even remember which generation of palace master she was, because the time was so long ago.

The silver-haired woman raised her slender hand and pointed at the giant golden tower suspended in the sky a million miles away, "Everything you want is in there."

"As for the alien races and human races that exist in the secret realm..." After saying this, the silver-haired woman paused, with a half-smile on her pretty face, "When I took over the Slaughter Sect, there were only crows here besides me.

and rabbit, three creatures.”

: "I felt it was too deserted, so I used the power of the Killing Palace to teleport these disciples from the starry sky."

Chu Xiu remained silent, not commenting on the silver-haired woman's words.

The curls of tea smoke made his fair cheeks faintly visible.

: "A woman named Zhu Biyue, I want to know where she is now."

The silver-haired woman blinked and asked curiously: "Is there any old friend of Your Majesty here?"

Chu Xiu nodded.

"You must have felt her aura when you stepped here!" The silver-haired woman smiled, "I am in a state where it is inconvenient to go out. You can go find her in person. Here, you can travel without hindrance."

Hear the words.

Chu Xiu stood up, turned around and left. After walking out of the small courtyard, his voice reached the ears of the silver-haired woman from afar, "Thank you~"

The silver-haired woman's pale red eyes reflected Chu Xiu's back, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

: "Is he the destined person who bears the fate of the human race in this era?"

She murmured to herself, "I don't know who is stronger or weaker compared to the woman named Su Wanqiu from the previous era."

The silver-haired woman chuckled, stood up, walked slowly back to the bamboo house, and closed the door.

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After going down the mountain.

The crow and rabbit went nowhere and did not follow them.

Chu Xiu flew alone among the mountains.

Looking for Zhu Biyue's aura, it flashed quickly, too fast to be seen by the naked eye.

An hour later.

Five strange figures.

Led by crows and rabbits, we enter this blessed land.

It was none other than the Howling Moon Wolf King, King Kun and Centipede, and others.

They were seriously injured and miserable. It must have been an extremely difficult journey.

Compared with Chu Xiu's calm and calm attitude, they looked much more embarrassed.

: "If you go to that mountain peak, someone will naturally arrange it for you." On the shoulder of the rabbit, the crow looked high and pointed at the blood-colored mountain peak in the distance. His tone was calm and a little impatient, "Remember not to run around, otherwise you will be caught.

He was killed, but don’t blame us for not reminding him.”

After saying that, he left with the rabbit.

Compared with the respect with which Chu Xiu was received, the difference in attitude was as big as clouds and mud.

Xiaoyue Wolf King and others were not dissatisfied with Crow's attitude, and looked around excitedly.

It is indeed the blessed land of the Killing Shrine in the rumors. The vitality of heaven and earth is so strong that it is terrifying. Any weed on the roadside is of the level of treasure medicine.

Especially the gleaming golden Hongjun Tower in the sky, which blinded several people's titanium alloy eyes.

This breath.

This pressure.

This law fluctuates.

It is definitely not something that can be achieved by imperial weapons.

Several people looked at each other and saw excitement and greed in each other's eyes.

With a tacit understanding, they dispersed and each looked for opportunities.

the other side.

Chu Xiu came to the foot of a mountain peak full of peach blossoms.

Look up.

The source of Zhu Biyue's aura is here.

Under the surprised looks of a group of female disciples, Chu Xiu went up the mountain.

: "Who is he? He dares to break into Taoshan without permission. He will die."

: "The Lord of the Third Palace hates male cultivators entering Taoshan the most. He is miserable."

Some kind-hearted female disciples reminded him, but Chu Xiu was too fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Peach Mountain is much grander than the mountain where the silver-haired woman lives.

The palace on the top of the mountain is also magnificent.

Chu Xiu dodged a few times and came to stand in front of a side hall behind the palace complex.

Divine thoughts spread out.

Soon I felt a weak fluctuation of life.

Chu Xiu frowned slightly.

His figure flickered and disappeared from where he was.

Enter the side hall.

The quiet floral fragrance enters the nose.

The first thing that catches the eye is an extremely vast garden.

Peach blossoms are everywhere and the petals are flying.

A woman in a purple skirt squatted half-crouched under a peach tree with dense leaves and thick leaves, with graceful curves. She held a small hoe in her hand and was loosening the soil and weeding the peach tree.

Her long hair hangs down her ears, revealing half of her jade-like cheeks.

Chu Xiu looked at the serious-looking woman quietly.

It took a long time before he walked away.

Coming closer.

The woman in the purple skirt just woke up from a dream, and her delicate body trembled.

He hurriedly put down the hoe to loosen the soil and stood up, and lowered his head cautiously towards Chu Xiuzhan.

: "Lord of the Third Palace~"

There was no response, nor the usual scolding.

a long time.

A clear and slightly hoarse man's voice came to my ears.

: "Don't you even dare to take a look at me with your spiritual thoughts?"

Chu Xiu frowned, "It seems that you have not had a good life these past few years, and you have been bullied a lot."

The woman in purple skirt was startled, man?

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Chu Xiu.

Looking at his handsome, fair, and familiar face.

A trace of confusion and astonishment flashed across the jade-like oval face of the woman in the purple skirt.

Her muddy hands squeezed her thigh hard through the hem of her skirt.

It hurts.

There was a strange luster in Zhu Biyue's dim eyes. She raised her right hand and stretched it tremblingly towards Chu Xiu's face. When she was about to make contact, she shrank back like an electric shock. Her red lips trembled slightly, "Chu Xiu, is that you?"

, I’m dreaming again, how could you be here.”

Zhu Biyue laughed at herself.

Chu Xiu remained silent, looking at Zhu Biyue's dull eyes and the few strands of snow-white hair on her temples. There was a storm gathering in her calm eyes.

More than a hundred years have passed.
To be continued...