Zijin looked at Jun Wuxie, and became more and more unaware of what the young man in front of him was thinking, Zijin had a feeling that even if she opened her mouth to ask more, she was afraid that she would not get the answer she wanted.

Curled up with his legs and his hands around his knees, Zijin looked at Jun Wuxie's side face and fell silent.

The birthday of the lord of the palace of the palace of Jinghong, the area where the palace is located is full of lights, and the birthday of the hall master was celebrated early.

The division of power between the twelve halls and the nine palaces, in Jun Wuxie's view, is very similar to the division between the kingdoms of the lower three realms, each of the twelve halls has its own area under its jurisdiction, and in the period area, everyone must obey a certain hall, and will also be protected accordingly.

As the birthday of the lord of the Jinghong Palace approaches, there are more and more people rushing to the Jinghong Hall to congratulate him on his birthday.

Not only the other eleven halls, in the middle three realms, in addition to the one domain, four directions, nine palaces and twelve halls, there are other scattered small forces, the strength of those forces is naturally not comparable to the twelve halls such a behemoth, the reason why they have been able to survive so far is that they are careful not to break the rules, and the other is the "harmony" between the twelve halls.

But whenever there is a need, they will spare no effort to send all kinds of treasures, and because of their "well-behavedness", this makes the Twelve Palaces acquiesce to their savings.

Jun Wuxie and their carriage slowly drove into the range of the Amazing Hung Palace, and on the avenue, there were many more carriages with various flags, and most of those carriages were filled with congratulatory gifts for the lord of the Amazing Hung Palace.

The young man who was tied up by Jun Wuxian was well-behaved, he didn't make noise or noise along the way, he ate what he gave him to eat, and he drank what he drank, and the obedient people subconsciously forgot that he was a captive who was "robbed" back by Jun Wuxie.

Before entering the Thrilling Palace, Jun Wuxian temporarily parked the carriage in a nearby town and found a restaurant to live in.

Although it is in the realm of the Jinghong Palace, the banner of the Shadow Moon Hall on the carriage still makes many people sincerely afraid, and the little two in the restaurant began to tremble when they saw the flag on the carriage, and even the shopkeeper hurriedly greeted them, and after a while of flattery, they respectfully sent Jun Wuxian and them to the best upper room.

Zijin went back to his room to rest first, but Jun Wuxian let the young man who had been tied up for a few days carry him to his room.

The young man suddenly looked up, but saw an unfamiliar face, but that face and eyes made him feel familiar, and he immediately understood Jun Wuxie's change in appearance.

was carried in front of Jun Wuxie, and the young man was neither noisy nor noisy, standing there motionless, with neither hatred nor panic in his eyes, and a complete indifference.

Jun Wuxian supported his chin with one hand, looking at the young man with a cold face, she seemed to see her past self in him.

"You have a grudge against the Shadow Moon Palace?" Jun Wuxian suddenly asked such a sentence.

The young man was slightly stunned, his brows furrowed slightly, and there was some complexity in his eyes when he looked at Jun Wuxie.

"How does it feel to die for your enemies?" Jun Wuxian asked again.

The boy's brow furrowed even tighter, but he never denied it.

"I don't know what kind of enmity you have with the Shadow Moon Palace, but now I can give you a chance, give yourself a chance to avenge yourself, whether you want it or not, and it depends on how you choose." Jun Wuxian slowly raised his eyes to look at the young man.