Seeing this, Emperor Ziwei took the life book in his hand and flipped through it slightly, and his face had changed.

"Someone used forbidden art to go to the mortal world privately, and the lives of the two gods changed." Emperor Ziwei slowly closed the book of orders, and handed it to Si Ming with some heaviness, Si Ming was dumbfounded, his eyes rolled a few times, and he didn't think about how to solve this matter.

Emperor Ziwei left the Siming Mansion with some discouragement, and the picture of the three pillars of incense appeared in his mind, and that day he advised the two to go back after the tribulation, only to find that only one of the three pillars of incense dedicated to the father had burned out, and the other two had already been extinguished, he felt that the situation was wrong, and was about to inform the two, when he received a letter from Mo Yue, the two of them had gone down to Xiantai, and everything was too late.

The affairs of the mortal world are completely out of control, and the fate of Mo Yue and Mo Han needs to be written by themselves, and the consequences are unknown.

Red Flame Continent!

Twenty-two years of Tianshui Kingdom! Autumn!

At the foot of the cloudy mountain, forget the city of worries! It's a bustling city!

Today is the big day of the autumn twilight and the sunset, commonly known as the moon festival, the city should be full of people, but now you can only see the empty stalls, the autumn wind is raging, sweeping the store's flags whirring, occasionally there are a few bad dogs barking.

In the quiet city, there stood a woman, dressed in plain clothes, elegant white clothes embroidered with silver thread with dark flowers, fluttering in the wind, soft long hair was scattered, a white flower pinned to the sideburns, wearing filial piety, and a small burden on her back, covering the veil to see her face clearly, the autumn wind blew her bangs, revealing a smooth forehead, hanging eyelids, and the brilliance between the eyes was hidden under the long eyelashes, which led people to reverie.

"Childe, is this girl still comfortable?" The woman smiled at the corner of her eyes, her eyes moved brightly, her voice was soft, sultry, this eyebrow style, a little bit of the appearance of Mrs. Liu, the first beauty in martial arts back then, today, it is Liu Yue'er, no, it is the day of Moyue's time, and she went down the mountain according to the agreement, ready to buy some sacrifices to pay tribute to the Liu family, but met a fat man flirting.

After listening to Mo Yue's words, I saw that there was a person lying on the ground in front of her, with a round head and big ears, fat and fat body keys, but at this time it was paralyzed like a mess of meat, constantly twitching, seeing Mo Yue speak, the fear in his eyes was even worse, although the pain was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to hum, but he still subconsciously wanted to move back, just now he didn't even know how the other party did it, he only knew that he was holding the beauty's wrist out, and suddenly his hand was cold, and when he reacted, his hand was gone, and then a white figure swayed, He was already lying on the ground, hurting to the bone marrow, and life was worse than death.

At the same time, a group of people rushed out of the moon tower not far away, and the thin man led by him rushed to the mess of meat and squatted down, pulled and checked a few times, this person was actually broken bones, his palm to the wrist was torn off alive, and a little point was made to stop the bleeding, only a little blood slowly seeped out, and then began to soak the sleeves of his clothes, slowly seeping into the soil on the ground.

The thin man stood up, although he was a little rickety, but his eyes were quite firm, and he looked straight at the woman and said, "The girl is from the Ethereal Palace?" ”

The woman patted her cuffs, thought about it again, and simply tore off the shirt on her wrist that had been touched by the person on the ground just now, revealing her white wrist, holding the sleeve in her hand, holding it tightly, spreading her hand, and the breeze blew away the powder in her hand.