The surviving concubine of the palace concubine recognized the man at a glance. He was the chief supervisor of the harem and the secretary, Zhao Wujiang, and Zhao.

They were shocked, both by the sudden earth shock and by Zhao Wujiang's strength. As Zhao Wujiang's palms fluctuated, more and more surviving palace servants took off uncontrollably and found a temporary safe place to settle down.

Many people were grateful and shouted "Thank you, Lord Zhao", and some people bowed to Zhao Wujiang from afar.

The concubines stared at Zhao Wujiang with complex expressions.

Zhao Wujiang didn't say a word from beginning to end, just looked at the dark clouds stacked in the sky and the thunder arcs wandering.

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Lingnan, sword tomb.

One hundred thousand green mountains collapsed in one fell swoop.

The sword master Li Chunjun also woke up from the big dream.

This is the first time he has truly woken up in the past few years, not the brief awakening of every time he issued a command.

He pushed open the door of the stone house, the world was devastated, and his eyes dimmed for a moment.

Have you finally come to this day?

Li Chunjun sighed long and stepped out of the stone house. The collapse of the surrounding mountains and forests, the darkness of the world, and the heavy rain that seemed to never stop, made him feel like he was a different world.

He raised his hand and the mud around him splattered and collapsed. Countless swords roared at him and inserted them all beside him.

There are three-foot green edges, half-cut swords, heavy swords that are difficult to hold with one hand, and small swords the size of a palm...

He woke up, and the clay Buddha also woke up.

The Clay Buddha didn't come to find him, so he was going to find Zhao Wujiang.

He tilted his toes and his body was as stable as a mountain. He stepped onto a flying sword and flew towards Kyoto. Countless swords followed him, like a dragon wandering in the sky.

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Mu Qianqian also rushed towards Kyoto.

Now that the world has collapsed and disasters have occurred frequently, she no longer needs to wait for the pace of the Miao people. She rode a huge eagle beast alone, passing through the rain all over the sky, disappearing under the dark sky.

She received news from the Clay Bodhisattva that the Clay Bodhisattva had a poisonous plan, but he could take down Zhao Wujiang without bloodshed, and also give her a lot of vitality to the Miao people.

She likes this poisonous plan, which is countless times more vicious and bizarre than her, the poisonous woman in the Three Poison Sect.

But she just likes this vicious plan and just wants to seek world luck from Zhao Wujiang. As for giving Miaojiang people a chance to live?

What does this have to do with her?

The people in Miaojiang are essentially not her tribe members, but just under her command in this world.

However, some of the subordinates have good talents, so she doesn't have to worry about them. These subordinates with good talents will keep up with her pace.

The Gu beast passed through the Xiaoxiao rain curtain, and Mu Qianqian looked at the broken mountains and rivers below, feeling a sense of relief in her heart. She would soon be able to leave this secret world and return to her own world.

The rain slapped her face, and she avoided it, letting the rain wet her soaring braids, her small colorful clothes and small embroidered shoes.

My mother died on a heavy rainy night, and the sky was darker than it is now.

She missed her mother very much, and the little girl who tried to commit suicide by taking poison but died on that day.

The cold rain slapped her little face randomly, and the gu beast was squeezed out of its potential at a very fast speed. She finally arrived outside Kyoto before the sky was about to completely darken.

Mu Qianqian's original melancholy became more and more.

She is a vicious and poisonous woman, and she is called the Gu God by the strong men in this world.

But when she walked along the way, she saw the lights of thousands of houses swaying and extinguishing in the heavy rain in the city below, she felt an indescribable feeling, as if she was back when she was a child, that day, that night.

She flew into Kyoto and saw a man in black robe looking up at the sky among the ruins of a large area of ​​broken walls.

Her eyes trembled. Sure enough, Zhao Wujiang was beautiful and handsome, even at this moment, there was a touch of warmth as jade.

She also heard that Zhao Wujiang is humble, friendly, kind and kind.
Chapter completed!