Shiniang looked at the longevity noodle in her hand with emotion, and solemnly swore: "Master, I promise you that I will never leave the mountain until I learn all your martial arts routines. Please search () to see the most complete list! The fastest updated one

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After saying that, she held up the longevity noodles with the fragrant green onion flavor in her hands. She took a bite, and her son took a bite. Even though they were full from the dinner just now, the mother and son still gnawed it down because this was noodles made by Wu Jue himself.

"Shi Niang, one day, you will still have to go down the mountain, but now, it is not the time..." Wu Jue let out a long breath. If the time comes, it should be the time when the world is in the most chaos...

Late at night, Shiniang quietly left the room after putting Shuai Shuai to sleep. She couldn't sleep and wanted to come out for some air.

When they opened the door of the house, Zaizai and Nannan who were guarding the door were disturbed by the sound of the door opening. They raised their heads at the same time, saw Shiniang, and immediately got up from the ground, intending to follow Shiniang.

"You guys continue to stay here, I want to walk around alone." Shi Niang has visited this Zhiyao Mountain countless times, and she is actually tired of it.

When the two white tigers heard Shiniang's words, they did not dare to disobey the order and lay down on the ground again.

Shiniang jumped onto the branch, and her figure quickly shuttled through the mountain forest. She really wanted to enjoy this speed, as if she had melted into the wind, and the wind was embracing her.

Tonight is the first night of the Lunar New Year, and there is no bright full moon to be seen, but there are bright stars shining in the dark night, which will not make the night too lonely.

Shi Niang's lonely and proud back seemed to complement the night in the dark night.

Is there someone on the other side who has the same insomnia as her?

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"Master, there is a letter from Hongfeng Temple." Yue knelt on the ground. She had just returned from Mancheng to report the letter to her master.

Tianying, the master of the Hades Palace, stood in front of the main hall of the capital branch and looked up at the night. He wore a skull mask on his face. He lowered his head slightly and glanced at Yue, "Bring it here."

"Master, this is a letter written by Master Tai." Yue handed the letter in his hand to his master.

After Zhai Xiying took it, he opened the envelope gracefully and slowly, and the letter was flattened by him.

'Ying'er, Master is going to put Zhi'er in your house. Zhi'er has already set off from Huangcheng.'

"Zhi'er?" Jianmei frowned under the mask. He had no impression of the 'Zhi'er' in the letter.

Yue heard her master's confused tone and explained: "Master, Huang Yuzhi is the granddaughter of Master Tai..."

"Her granddaughter?" Zhai Xiying remembered. However, he didn't have many fragments of Huang Yuzhi in his mind.

"Master, do you want to reply to Master Tai?"

Zhai Xiying shook her head, "I'm afraid she has set off and can't find her. I just don't know if she can find Master Wu Jue if she takes action."

"Don't worry, Master. With the relationship between Master Tai and Master Wu Jue, we will definitely be able to contact him!" Yue comforted.

"Perhaps, you can retreat." Zhai Xiying turned the letter in her hand into ashes and drifted away with the cold wind.

After the moon receded, Zhai Xiying left the Pluto Palace and the Capital Altar and flew to Xin Mountain, which was not far from the country.

Under the night, his figure was as fast as lightning, and his shadow blended into the night to a point where it could not be captured by the naked eye.

Arriving at the upper reaches of the Xinshan River, the newly built 'church' stood in front of Zhai Xiying. The tall spiers on both sides of the front of the church seemed to absorb the power of the night, turning it into a holy soft light and shining on him.

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"It's your birthday again, and this is another surprise for you." Her thin lips opened slightly, and her right hand habitually touched the two rings on her left hand.

Slowly approaching the church, she once briefly described the appearance of the church. I wonder if this 'church' designed by him would suit her needs?

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