"Egret, what did the saint say? Why did the house where the saint lived suddenly disappear?" Uncle Liu frowned and looked at Egret, with a puzzled look on his face.

The rest of the people were also full of doubts. This saint had stayed in Xuxiang Town for so long, how could she disappear so quickly?

Bailu half-closed her eyes, and the electric light flashed fiercely in her eyes. She opened her eyes, curled her lips and smiled coldly, "The saint...she went to another place..." There is a place where the devil is.

Naturally, the latter sentence was silent, but when he thought of that inexplicable devil, the egret's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and his hands were clenched tightly.

On the road to becoming a strong person, she is constantly struggling. In the struggle, she also knows that she will meet more and more powerful people who are getting stronger and stronger in the future...

Bailu doesn't know who the devil is who made the contract with Huang and Qingcheng, but she believes that one day, she will rescue Qingcheng and Huang.

Not for anything else, just for the bond that has been entangled for thousands of years.

"You have lived in Xuxiang Town for thousands of years?"

Bailu looked at the people in Xuxiang Town. Most of these people had gray hair, only Han Ningning and Qiuyue Qingkong were the youngest.

Qiuyue Qingkong sat on the rockery nearby with a jug of wine. He supported the rockery with one hand and raised the wine jug with the other. The black kimono on his body was slowly fluttering, and the wooden sword hanging on his waist was extremely heavy.

He slightly narrowed his deep peach blossom eyes and glanced meaningfully at the egret...

"It seems that the saint has made everything clear to you."

Uncle Liu glanced at Bailu complicatedly, and suddenly sighed, "Some of us are from the weapon-refining clan who were saved by the Saint, and some of us are from the Venerable Space thousands of years ago who were saved by Empress Fengqi.

Soldiers..."

Bailu narrowed her eyes slightly, and then she said: "It is said that the weapon-refining clan had a battle a thousand years ago, is that true?"

"Of course it is!"

Qiuyue Qingkong slammed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, and with a jump, he jumped to the ground. Looking at the egret with a faint smile, he said: "The weapon-refining clan was divided into two factions a thousand years ago. One faction is based on

One faction of emotional weapon refining is purely refining weapons. The two factions have had disputes since the founding of the weapon refining clan. This dispute lasted for tens of thousands of years until it finally broke out a thousand years ago."

"The elders of the two factions decided to fight to the death with the weapons they refined in the Fairyland Valley. The one who wins is right." Qiuyue Qingkong lowered his eyes slightly, smiled faintly, and said: "We lost, we lost.

Completely, it was the Saint who saved us when we were about to die."

"Before leaving, our sect elder left a message. He said that we will fight again in a thousand years. This life and death battle is over. Since that battle, Fairyland Valley has also become Death Valley..." Qiuyue

Qingkong said calmly.

The egret raised her eyes and looked steadily at the blue sky with the autumn moon, and then said, "Why are you still so young?"

The corners of Qiuyue Qingkong's mouth and eyes twitched crazily, and a row of black lines fell on his forehead. In his heart, he roared crazily... This is not the point, okay!

"Are you a samurai?" said the egret.

Qiuyue Qingkong suddenly raised her head to look at the egret, with a flash of lightning in her eyes... "How do you know?" Her words couldn't help but become more sharp and serious!
Chapter completed!