Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 66
June is here and summer is hot.

Qiutong was training falcons in the square, when he saw a person approaching from the east, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and the glory was even brighter.

Qingjun is only 12 years old, still very young, his body is slightly slender, and his stature is not enough, but he has a glamorous and enchanting attitude. He is dressed in a red dress, which is blazing.

"What kind of phantom beast is this?"

"Falcon." Qiutong narrowed his eyes, the red was too bright and dazzling.

"It's so beautiful." Qing Jun couldn't help admiring, it was so beautiful that one wanted to destroy it.

Qiutong picked up the bamboo whistle and blew it.

The little falcon swooped down and landed on the fence of the pool, clutching the fence with both claws, a strong wind blew from its wings, and stared fiercely at Qingjun.

"It really has a tacit understanding with you." Qing Jun raised his lips and smiled, with words in his words.

"Its claws can pull out the enemy's heart and scratch the enemy's head. It likes to suck the enemy's brain." Qiutong smiled sinisterly.

"So powerful, are you so tame?" Qing Jun smiled unabated, not afraid of it at all.

"Master rewards, master teaches." Qiutong only said eight words, enough to refute anything Qingjun said.

Qing Jun's smile faded.

The setting sun is slowly setting on the Western Hills.

Dusk has come, the afterglow is scattered on the square, and the setting sun falls on the majestic and towering temple.

"Who lives in the palace at the end?" Qing Jun looked to the west.

"Lord Yan Dian." Qiutong raised his eyes, and the place was daunting.

Qingjun turned pale with horror, he didn't know where he was, he never imagined that he was in the Palace of Hell.

Qing Jun quickly recovered his calm. It was rumored that Lord Yan Dian was short in stature, blue-faced with fangs, cruel and cruel, wearing a black cloak, and showing others with a mask.

"Have you seen the Lord?"

"You have seen it too." Qiutong smiled strangely.

Qingjun understood instantly, and was inevitably shocked. It was her, his 'sister'.

After a while, the setting sun seemed to fall into the palace, and night was about to fall.

In the distance, I saw a black figure heading west.

"Who is he?" Qing Jun asked, watching the man disappear at the end of the road.

"Other than the master, there is only one person who can set foot in the Nether Palace." Qiu Tong looked from a distance, and knew who it was just by seeing his back.

"Why?" Qing Jun didn't know why.

"You'll know soon." Qiutong turned and left, maybe Qingjun would be the second.

The night fog came, and the fort was gradually plunged into darkness.

It wasn't until the moonlight came quietly that Qingjun turned and left, heading east.

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(End of this chapter)