The past was a woman.

This was the last thought in Tu Yi's mind.

He wanted to turn back, but found that it was too late.

For a moment, among the bustling crowd, someone suddenly fell to the ground, causing everyone to scream.

Then when he lowered his head and looked down, he saw that the man's neck had been cut open, and blood was pouring out like a gush.

In the blink of an eye, a pool of blood formed.

Reflecting the man's widened eyes, with a few twitches, the pupils gradually dilated, and finally turned gray...

**

Tu Yi died like this.

Death is silent.

There was a circle of people around, but no one knew that he was Rentu who was feared.

Jiuniang, who was sitting by the window on the second floor, was stunned when she witnessed the whole process.

At the same time, Liu Yin was stunned and stood aside.

At this time, the door opened and Mo Fengwu walked in from the outside.

"Did you see it? This is a killing technique, it's no big deal."

This was said to Liuyin. After saying this, Mo Fengwu sat next to the emperor and looked at Jiuniang opposite;

"Okay, you can talk this time!"

Jiuniang was so excited that she came back to her senses.

Without any nonsense at the moment, he said directly: "The genealogy of the Ten Thousand Clan is in the ancestral land of the Yaojia Clan. And that ancestral land is hidden in the cultivation domain."

What?

Cultivation of territory?!

In an instant, not only Mo Fengwu but also the emperor next to him was slightly startled.

Seeing this situation, Jiuniang wanted to chuckle out of habit, but as soon as she raised the corners of her lips, she found that she froze. Then she coughed slightly and said, "Yes, it's Xiuyu. That's why I said before, even if

Once we know the place, Miss Mo may not go there. Unless Miss Mo asks someone else to find it...for example, your handsome little brother."

"Oh, that's my business!"

With that said, Mo Fengwu stood up and He Di left Zhenling Pavilion directly.

**

The news about the genealogy of thousands of people has been settled.

But no one expected that he would be hiding in Xiuyu.

What's more important is that for so many years, the winners of the War Spirit Platform have entered the cultivation domain every year, and no one has discovered it until now!

Or was it discovered by someone and taken away?

However, if this is the case, there cannot be no news at all. Besides, Mo Fengwu does not think that Jiuniang will use another false news to deceive herself.

As for Qiancheng... Mo Fengwu felt that even if she told him, he might not be able to find it.

It seems that I have to go to Xiuyu myself.

But today, she didn't participate in the Battle of Lingtai at all. Now two rounds of the finals of Battle of Lingtai have passed... Could it be that we have to wait until next year?

No, can't wait!

Thinking of this, Mo Fengwu, who was sitting in the carriage, suddenly lit up his eyes, then leaned against the emperor next to him and said with a slight flattery:

"Goudan, I want to participate in the Zhan Lingtai. Please give me a spot."

Di Wenyan narrowed his eyes and glanced at her, then raised his hand to hit her head and pushed her away.

"Oh, give me a spot."

"No."

"Tsk, quota!"

The emperor didn't even say anything this time. Mo Fengwu rolled his eyes at him, and then sat up straight. At this time, Feitian, who had been following the carriage, suddenly whispered:

"Miss, it's not that the master won't help you. In fact, if the finals haven't started yet, it's okay. But now it's been two rounds, and if you add... this, even the saints of the human race have always been unable to do anything.

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Chapter completed!