The drizzle was drizzling.

The hazy atmosphere will cover the Shenxuan Academy standing in the jungle.

In the Shura Hall on the ninth floor of the Martial Arts Palace, Yu Siming wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, his eye wings drooped slightly, and his eyes were particularly lonely.

He smiled bitterly, his pair of beautiful strange eyes seemed to be like a gem covered with dust in an instant, and dimmed in an instant.

There was even an uncontrollable sadness.

At this moment, a sigh came faintly, followed by a sarcastic voice: "I told you a long time ago that she doesn't want you, but you still have to believe in the selfish human race."

That was the voice of Zhuque, one of the holy beasts, deep in the Taoist monument.

"oh."

Yu Siming lowered his head in a lost state.

Suzaku shook his head.

...

Cold Moon Peak.

Chu Yue changed into clean clothes and returned to the house. The little kid was sitting in front of the screen and grinding ink and writing. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she saw Chu Yue, and her eyes lit up and she shouted in a slight voice.

"Mom, you are fat."

Xiaobao tilted his head, his purple eyes flowing with bright light.

Her chubby little claws and holding the pen holder, she sat obediently and upright on the chair.

It is clean and untainted, like the most innocent elf in the jungle.

Chu Yue was very thoughtful and had not dissipated his anger. When she saw the glutinous and glutinous child, she seemed to have completely relaxed.

The little baby jumped down from the chair, moved his short legs and came to Chu Yue with great force, and opened his hands, "Beauty mother, I want to hug~"

"good."

Chu Yue exhaled, held the little baby in her arms, sat on the chair, and looked at the rice paper laid on the desk.

Xiaobao has been practicing writing recently, and Chu Yue’s name is written on it.

Chu Yue smiled and her eyebrows became much gentler.

"Mom, have you gone to fight?" Xiaobao sniffed in Chu Yue's arms, "It smells of blood."

"Yeah, I won." Chu Yue reached out and scraped Xiaobao's little nose.

"Mom will never lose." Xiaobao grinned.

Chu Yue pinched his cheek, "Okay, I will never lose."

Xiaobao hugged in Chu Yue's arms, and saw the letter placed on the table, and took it, "Where did this come from?"

"It was sent by the Emperor of Chang'an City."

Chu Yue opened the letter and couldn't help but smile.

It turned out that the Great Yan Dynasty and the Great Zhou Dynasty each returned the ownership rights of the five cities that once occupied the Shenwu Empire to Shenwu, and each sent envoys to sign a peace contract, and would never go to war within three hundred years.

Over the years, the Shenwu Kingdom has lost a total of 30 cities, and now there are thirteen cities left outside.

However, with the thriving situation of the Shenwu Empire, the people living in cities taken away by other countries will at least not be as scattered as before.

Chu Yue's lips raised slightly.

She wanted to take back all the thirty cities outside before Mu Qinghuang woke up, so that Mu Qinghuang could see a complete empire!

"Xiao Yezi, take it to me."

Xuanyuan Xiu was like an ant on a hot pan, impatient.

Chu Yue threw the letter paper into Shennong Space, and Xuanyuan Xiu and the minds of the captive souls gathered together to read the letter paper.

"Why are this little bastard greetings to you? Where is my?"

Xuanyuan Xiu gritted his teeth: "I really have no filial piety!"

Chu Yue's mouth twitched suddenly and she said speechlessly: "He doesn't seem to know that you are still alive."

"oh……"

Xuanyuan Xiu used dry cough to cover up his embarrassment.
Chapter completed!