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Four hundred and twentieth chapters female (four)

The situation in front of her finally began to balance. Old Mrs. Zheng, whose skin was as black as stone, no longer showed any expression, and she no longer tried to attack. After being silent for a long time, she waved her hand, and the demon beside her

The women no longer ran around, but all sank underground and disappeared into the black masonry underground.

The marauding girls who were trapped in the barrier by Chen Zhi no longer cried and howled. They lay down on the barrier together and looked at Old Mrs. Zheng in the corner, like wild beasts tied to a cage waiting to die.

Waiting for Mrs. Zheng to come and rescue them.

"you're right……"

Mrs. Zheng said in extremely skilled ancient divine words,

"I was once a human being, just a humble slave of the gods. That was a long, long time ago. At that time, everything in the world was completely different from what it is now. I was left here to die alive.

, I have a low status and have no idea what the ghost wood you are talking about is. Even if there is indeed a ghost wood here, how could a slave like me know about it.

In fact, my daughters were once human beings, but their fellow humans turned them into marauders. Their experiences in previous lives were very pitiful. Since you have human blood, use your human heart to pity these daughters of mine.

, let these marauders go! Their pasts are far more tragic than you imagine, and they are all the most miserable women in the world."

After Mrs. Zheng finished speaking, her dark eyes looked at the martyrs in the barrier with pity, then turned to look at Chen Zhi.

"I have no interest in you or these harem girls. Your past has nothing to do with me. All I care about now is Guimu. If you don't tell me where Guimu is? I will turn them into minced meat now."

Chen Zhi had no reaction at all to what Old Mrs. Zheng said just now. His eyes were blood red, and the veins on his head popped out. He clenched his teeth to activate the airflow, and the barrier quickly became smaller, squeezing the nearly a hundred marauders inside tightly.

Together. For a moment, the slave girls howled miserably in the barrier. The bodies of some slave girls had been squeezed and deformed, their limbs were crushed like flesh, blood flowed out, and screams spread in the air.

The scene was horrific.

Old Mrs. Zheng's dark eyes had been looking calmly at the tragic scene in front of her, silently. After a long time, she finally uttered a sentence,

"It seems that the cruelest ones are ultimately you humans! Let them go. I know where Guimu is."

When Chen Zhi heard these words, he let go, and the barrier opened instantly. Those marauders who were almost crushed to pieces all fell to the ground. Their bodies were covered with the blood and flesh of their companions, and they were horrified.

Wandering around on the ground like ants.

"Say it! Don't try to play tricks in front of me..."

Chen Zhi's voice was cold, colder than the black rocks here. Without even looking at the tragic situation in the barrier, he pressed Mrs. Zheng again.

Mrs. Zheng's eyes flickered as she looked at the marauders crawling around in fear in the barrier. Her face was full of unbearability. After hesitating for a moment, she finally said,

"There were indeed many ghost trees here. The Fusang Sacred Tree is the essence of heaven and earth. It can reach the sky and the earth, transcending all restrictions and boundaries. It was an era when colorful spirits filled the sky, and there were miracles everywhere that are unimaginable now. I

I once had the honor to see the Fusang Sacred Tree, which is a majestic and beautiful sacred tree.

But after that war, our god’s sky-burning divine fire burned all of this great sacred tree. From then on, everything in the world changed. At that time, the roots of the fuso sacred tree were tangled in the ground.

It is intricate and spread all over the underground areas, but it was all reduced to ashes under my god’s heavenly fire. As far as I know, there is nothing left now.”

"Smelly old woman, didn't you just say you know where the ghost tree is? Stop playing tricks with us, the roots of the tree have been burned away, you still know shit, stop talking about those useless things,

If you know anything, just say it quickly, if you continue to talk nonsense, your ghost daughters will be crushed to pieces..."

Fat Wei was still very angry about how Mrs. Zheng had treated him like a soft persimmon and dragged him underground, and asked loudly.

But Mrs. Zheng didn't react at all to Fat Wei's scolding. Her voice was as dull and hoarse as a broken bell. She was silent for a long time again and continued,

"My God will never forgive me for today's sin. In fact, there are indeed no roots of the Fusang Sacred Tree left underground, but as far as I know, materials were used here when the coffin of my God was being built.

The roots of the Fusang sacred tree were used. But my status was low, I was just a slave who was buried, and I don’t know the specific situation at that time."

"Is the god you speak of the female drought goddess in the mural?"

Chen Zhi stared at Old Mrs. Zheng in front of him and asked,

"The God of Drought is just a name it once had",

Mrs. Zheng replied in a hoarse voice,

"It has many names, some of which are so old that I can't remember them. It was a long, long time ago. The stone door you see now is our holy place. We dare not enter, not because of the

I won’t go, but because after this river, there is the entrance to the tomb of my god.”

"As expected",

Chen Zhi was thinking rapidly in his mind and continued to ask,

"When we cross this river, it's the cemetery of the God of Drought. Is there the coffin we want there?"

"Yes! But I have never seen what's behind this river. Don't forget, I'm just a humble slave of God! I will never be qualified to step into the sacred tomb of God. But I know that there is only destruction there. If

If you insist on going your own way and must go in to find the ghost wood, then go ahead, you will eventually be like those people and never come out again."

"Are you saying that before we came, someone had already gone in to look for ghost trees? Who were they and when did they go in?"

Chen Zhi asked hastily. He didn't expect the ANBU people to move before them and so fast.

"They came a few days ago, they are the same people as him",

Mrs. Zheng pointed to the ghost knife next to her,

"These people came in from the entrance of the cellar late at night. They were very powerful and moved very quickly, but most of them have been killed by us. The two best people crossed the river behind you and entered

He fell into the tomb of my god and never came out again.”

"Then how did they get past this line of defense?"

Chen Zhi remembered that they had a hard time opening the stone door just now, and immediately felt strange and continued to ask Mrs. Zheng.

"have no idea!"

Mrs. Zheng replied calmly,

"These people came well prepared. They crossed this stone gate in their own way, but they failed to come out in the end. Your final result is the same. After crossing this river, you went to another world where there is no time.

, there is only nothingness, everything is reduced to ashes, and you will eventually be buried in the fire of my god."

"What do you mean?",

When Chen Zhi heard this, he immediately asked,

"You mean the Drought God is still alive?"


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