The biting cold wind swept across the vast land, old trees swayed crazily, and sharp whistling sounds were heard endlessly. The goose-feather-like snow danced with the wind, intertwining into an overwhelming snow curtain.

It was windy and snowy, and the entire palace stood majestically in the snowy night.

Su Yu wore a red cloak and looked at the tower in front of him.

Su Yu heard Xinghua talk about this high-rise building. It was the place where the saints of all ages lived.

The high-rise building is about six or seven stories tall, and it looks particularly depressing in the snowy night.

"Ajing is in here?"

Chi Du's high ponytail was lifted up in the cold wind, and his thin black clothes seemed to be unable to feel the cold.

"The master is inside."

Su Yu stepped onto the stone steps, and Chi Du followed her, not too far nor too close.

The entire Yuexing Pavilion has been surrounded by dead soldiers.

Seeing that the person coming was Chi Du, and he was bringing a woman with him, he did not stop him. He hid in the darkness and observed the movements around him.

Walking into the pavilion, it was brightly lit, like daylight.

Three or four old men with crane faces and white hair and white robes saw Su Yu coming in and Chi Du behind her, their eyes were full of disbelief.

"Chi Du, why did you bring a woman in? Yuexing Pavilion prohibits women from entering. Have you forgotten?!!! It has alarmed the Holy Son. No matter who it is, I will not let it go!"

The old man sitting in the first place scolded him harshly, and was even more disgusted with Su Yu.

Chi Du's face did not change in the face of the old man's rebuke, and he held his hand, "Old Wu, this is the master's wish."

When several old people heard this sentence, their faces were all shocked.

Wu Lao stood up with a staff carved with strange patterns. The people beside him quickly stood up and supported him.

"You said this is what the Holy Son means?!!!"

Still not sure, I asked again.

Chi Du nodded.

The way Wu Lao looked at the girl in front of him suddenly changed.

Su Yu didn't care how they looked at him. Is the Holy Son they were talking about Chu Jingyu?

"Where is Chu Jingyu?"

Mr. Wu's expression changed slightly, he looked into the girl's cold eyes and nodded, "Chi Du, take her in."

Chi Du said to Su Yu, "Ninth Princess, please come with me."

Several old people in the lobby looked at their walking figures, their faces full of sadness.

"If this little girl knows the secret of the Holy Son, will it..."

Mr. Wu stroked his long snow-white beard and narrowed his eyes slightly, "This is the wish of the Holy Son. We just have to obey it. Nowadays, he is not something we can control at will... I only hope that the strange disease on the Holy Son will

It can get better.”

Su Yu followed Chi Du into a secret passage. There were iron gates one after another. Each one was guarded by people, but the people guarding them all had the same lack of popularity.

As we walked further and further inside, the coldness became heavier and heavier.

Finally, when he reached the last heavy iron gate, Chi Du stopped.

"The master is inside."

Chi Du took out a hematite key.

Su Yu looked up at him, "He knows I will come to him, right?"

Chi Du nodded, "The master asked me to carry a message for him. Once you step through this door, there will be no chance to regret it."

He handed the hematite key in front of Su Yu.

Su Yu knew that taking the key meant that he had completely revealed his secret in front of him.

He took the key directly and said, "I have never had anything to regret about him."

When Chi Du heard this, his cold face softened a little, which was worthy of his master's liking.

He bent down and cupped his hands, "Your Highness, please be careful."

Leaving these words behind, he walked out of the darkroom.

Su Yu took the key and inserted it into the heavy iron door.
Chapter completed!