The girl was lowering her head and tidying up her snow-white skirt. When she heard this, she was stunned.

Over the past few decades, if we calculate in detail the human race that we have swallowed, there are at least thirty people?

The slender and white jade hands pressed on the ground full of mud and water, trying to get up with the force, but suddenly felt extremely weak throughout the body. When the white wrists softened, the whole body fell directly into the mud.

The snow-white skirt was already covered with mud. Since her birth, she has never had such a miserable time.

Shaking his head and politely rejected Liu Zi'an's hand. The girl raised her hand to hold the edges of a hard rock behind her, and finally struggled to stand up.

The eyes were dark and the strong sense of hunger came from all over my body.

"Girl, are you okay?" Liu Zian saw the girl standing up alone, so he naturally knew that she didn't want to touch her. He smiled in his heart, but he was even more concerned about her.

A girl who is so polite and respectful is definitely not a vicious person. In this way, she will not have so many hidden concerns if she saves her.

"Not hindrance," the girl forced her mouth and smiled at Liu Zi'an, "Is there a place to rest nearby? I'm a little cold."

"Yes, yes," Liu Zian quickly pushed away the half-heat on his side and pointed to the direction he came, "There is a broken Taoist temple over there, which has not been anyone for a long time. Xiao Genzi, picking up some dry branches with me on the way, and it will make a fire when he arrives in the broken Taoist temple."

Xiao Genzi responded, followed the girl and turned her head and smiled, "Big sister, my name is Xiao Genzi, my father is Liu Zi'an, what's your name?"

"Me," the girl tried hard to pick up a branch and walked slowly behind Liu Zi'an. A little complicated look appeared in her beautiful eyes, "My name is Xue."

"Big sister, stop picking it up, Daddy let me pick it up!" Xiao Genzi snatched the branch in her hand, with a look of confusion on her face, "Snow... This is the first time I have seen a name with only one word, so strange."

While speaking, the three of them had already walked out of the dense forest and walked towards the dilapidated Taoist temple located south of Qingxi Village.

While the girl raised her head, she saw a snow-white magpie flying over her head. She looked at the small figure that was flying away from afar. She was silent for a moment and chuckled, "I hope you will arrive day and night, and the magpie birds will return together. Then she will call Magpie Snow."

One stick of incense.

Liu Zian took the dry branches handed over by Xiao Genzi again, took out a hemp rope, tied them together quickly with his hands and feet, and said, "Xiao Genzi, it's enough, no need to pick them up."

"Okay," Xiao Genzi pointed to the increasingly close dilapidated Taoist temple, with a look of excitement, "Sister Quexue, it's almost here."

Quexue nodded, and raised her head and looked at the dilapidated building more than ten feet away.

The dilapidated archway has long collapsed, and only the foundation pillars made of hard bluestone remained here. Looking inside, there are relatively complete and simple palaces. The plaque hanging on it has not been completely destroyed. Although it has been very blurred under the wind and rain, the three big characters on it can be vaguely identified.

Palace of immortality.

"Miss Quexue, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Zian took Xiao Genzi to put down the branches in the palace. After walking out, he found that Que Xue was still stunned in front of the palace gate.

Quexue came to her senses, looked at Liu Zian and Xiao Genzi who were somewhat confused, and said with a forced smile: "Nothing is wrong."

"That's great. Let Xiao Genzi stay here for a while. I'll go back to Qingxi Village to find some charcoal and unusable bedding." Liu Zian didn't think much, but stretched out his fingers to point to the direction of Qingxi Village and smiled.

"Okay, I'm sorry, Brother Liu." Que Xue thanked her, watched Liu Zi'an go away, and then followed Xiao Genzi into the palace.

There is a statue of god with a vague appearance on the throne. Although it is a bit worn, it can be considered complete.

"Sister Quexue, where did you come from?"

Xiao Genzi carried a wooden stake that he had found from nowhere, and placed it lightly beside Que Xue, his eyes full of curiosity.

Que Xue has long been exhausted. She can walk to this palace without anyone helping her, all because of the resilience deep in her mind is strongly supported.

At this time, she did not pretend to be rude.

Bai Yu lifted up the hem of the skirt with his hands, sat on the wooden stake sideways, and said softly: "I come from Qinglian Water."

"Qinglian Water?" Xiao Genzi's eyes were a little confused. Ordinary people only knew Qinglian River, but they didn't know the vast Qinglian Water in its depths.

Quexue nodded and did not say much about this matter. Instead, she turned her body tiredly and looked at the blurry statue of the god.

Palace of immortality.

She vaguely remembered that there was once a Taoist of the immortality in the long-standing blood memory of the Tail Demon clan.

No monster knew what kind of cultivation of Taoist Changsheng was. He just knew that he had lived for a long time. It seemed that since the existence of this world, the existence of this Palace of Changsheng was not far from the shore of the Qinglian Waters.

Just as she entered the palace, some memories that made her trance appear deep in Quexue's mind.

The great demon king of her ancestor who told the Luo Turtle Demon King that the prophecy of the destruction of the world would be revealed by the Taoist Changsheng, and he believed it very strangely. Now that he had accidentally arrived in the Palace of Changsheng, what happened to be such a coincidence in the world?

Suddenly, all the scenery in front of me became blurred. After a few breaths, everything around me was completely broken like a water mirror.

"Qi Xue."

Ancient and indifferent voices came into my ears.

Quexue stood up on the remaining wooden stake, and there was already some speculation in her heart, and she politely said, "Senior, are Taoist Master Changsheng?"

"The Taoist of Changsheng... is just a trace of consciousness."
Chapter completed!