But he did not leave either door because he could not be sure whether the people in the palace and the uncle of the scholar would send people behind the doors.

He glanced at the old wall covered with moss and swept past.

After the moisturizing of the spring breeze and autumn rain this year, the Baicao Garden, which was once robbed by him and Tang Sanshiliu, has now become full of vitality again. Many precious herbs and spiritual fruits are quietly watching him among the gardens and branches, waiting for his picking, but he is not squinting and walking deeper.

The last place he was going to was the palace.

He wants to confirm that Xu Yourong is safe.

After he was going to meet Tianhai Sheng, he wanted to ask her something, he wanted to ask her if those were all true, if you were my mother, and then...then that was enough.

There was also the letter left by Su Li in his arms, and there were five stone beads transformed from the Heavenly Book Monument on his wrist, and he also had Zhou Yuan.

But it is really enough that he is not going to do anything in the palace. What conspiracy, the overall situation, the righteousness, the war between the human race and the demon race has to do with him, the dying person? Who would have the heart to ask him to do what else at this time?

He just needs to know something and leave quietly.

No one can decide how they come to this world, but when they leave, everyone hopes to be sober.

Many people have said this sentence, and he has also said it, so we must do it.

But he failed to enter the palace.

Because in the forest deep in Baicao Garden, he saw a scene he had seen before.

There is a stone table in the woods, and there is an iron-cast teapot on the stone table. There are two tea cups by the pot. Judging from the color of the tea in the cup, the ones you cooked tonight should be white tea.

The person who drank the tea was still the middle-aged woman.
Chapter completed!