The whole family had a New Year's Eve dinner together, and it was lively, but Hong Meng always felt that something was missing. After careful observation, he realized that although the Hong family was lively, the courtyard seemed deserted. That was

There is no reason for igniting firecrackers.

"It's New Year's Eve without firecrackers again!"

Although Hong Meng was used to the days without firecrackers, he was always unable to let go of his knot. Other families and even small families happily set off firecrackers, but the Hong family forbidden such customs. For this, Hong Zheng

But there was no explanation, and people were even forbidden to ask.

The rumbling sound of firecrackers in the distance came to the Hong family from time to time, echoing in this empty courtyard for a long time. Sometimes, Hong Meng suddenly felt that the sound of firecrackers was so terrible. Although it could not cause harm, it shocked people.

The heart arouses fear in the subconscious.

"How can a mere firecracker for children playing with me?"

No one would regard firecrackers as a threat or even as life-threatening existence. The same is true for Hong Meng. However, the more he understood the Hong family, the more he found that the Hong family was like the river and sea, with deeper and deeper and bigger waves.

The huge tomb of Hong Jun, the ancestor of the Hong family, as well as the mysterious past, and this unknown ban, deeply set out on Hong Meng's curiosity.

Thinking of all the suspicious points of the Hong family, he suddenly realized that the majestic Honghuang Palace was also an unsolved mystery. From the hidden actions of Hong Tong and Hong Zheng, he could see that there must be a shocking world in the Honghuang Palace.

The collection may be a large life-saving weapon.

Over the years, the Hong family has endured humiliation and was bullied by the Qingluo family, but has not had any counterattack. This is puzzling. Since it has a peerless killing weapon, why not use it to deal with the Qingluo family? This killing weapon,

It is very likely that the ancestor Hong Jun stayed, and he would not be able to use it until the critical moment. However, before the Fifth Ancestor disappeared, no one dared to cause trouble for the Hong family in Yuanguang City. They all had outstanding cultivation.

It is also very likely that they left behind.

"The Emperor's Palace - the Emperor's Palace, is really curious! What exactly is hidden inside-"

Standing in front of the window, Hong ** murmured, thinking about some secrets of the Hong family, but made a bold decision. This Honghuang Palace is extremely mysterious. Taking advantage of this New Year's Eve, people relax their vigilance and should go and explore it.

. With Hong Meng's perverted spiritual consciousness, it is very easy to know other people's actions in advance.

"Come here quickly, the windows are too cold!"

Feng Shuang disappeared from his son. After searching for him, he suddenly saw Hong Meng standing in front of the window in a daze, and called out.

Turning his head, when he saw his mother coming, Hong Meng nodded and returned to his seat. A gust of wind swept away the clouds, so unhappy!

Everyone pushed the cups and held the cups and congratulated each other on the arrival of the New Year. This took two hours and only stopped until midnight and dispersed.

Back at his yard, Hong Meng looked at Feng Shuang: "Mom, it's too late, you'd better take a break as soon as possible."

"No, I still have to watch the night—"

"Vision--" Hong Meng murmured in her mouth, and then she smiled a little more bitterly. If Hong Tong and Hong Zheng were vigilant, their actions would be ruined.

Lying on the bed, thinking about the affairs of the Honghuang Palace repeatedly, but afraid that his mother would be worried, Hong Meng had to get out of bed first, blew out the light, and lay on the bed again. It was already midnight, and it was dark. Hong Meng passed through the roof

The little hole could vaguely see the outside world, but thought in her mind: "I hope the patriarch and the others will sleep, so that the mystery of the Great Desert Palace will be solved."

Hong Meng forgot the word "vigilance". That is the custom here, but usually only older people will be vigilant honestly. Young people like Hong Meng will definitely not sit around with the elderly all night.

...,

I don't know when this custom was passed down. However, people know that it appeared in that extremely distant and extremely chaotic era of war. People, specifically, should be the elderly, have to leave a few for the safety of their descendants.

You cannot sleep to prevent unknown dangers and come at any time.

There was a war in which many people did not sleep, and then it evolved into customs and preserved.

At midnight, it was silent. Hong Meng carefully opened the door and then slowly closed it. He took extremely slight steps and walked past his mother's room door step by step. He heard the singing of the Pure Heart Buddha from inside, and suddenly he felt in his heart.

There were bursts of bitterness.

Without doing too much, Hong Meng went straight to the Honghuang Palace. The Honghuang Palace was not far from Hong Meng's courtyard, but fortunately, the snow was thick under his feet, and the rustling sound was much less. From afar, Hong Meng looked around

Looking at it, there are bright lights in the single-room Honghuang Hall hall, like daylight.

"What the hell are these two people doing? It makes the Palace of the Great Desert is like daylight. How can I start?"

Hiding in a slightly dark corner, looking at the vast palace of the building, Hong Meng felt anger in his heart. It would be fine for these two people to watch the night, why did they make such a big noise? I was afraid that others would not know that this was Hong

Is your home important place?

A few words of cursing inwardly, Hong Meng was helpless and held his hanging heart and slowly approached the gate of the Honghuang Palace step by step. The rustling sound of snow under his feet fell to Hong Meng's ears, like thunder, disturbing them all the time.

Hong Meng's heart.

"If you are unfortunately discovered, Hong Tong and Hong Zheng don't know what to do to me-"

At the gate of the Honghuang Palace, the dazzling lights shone through the narrow crack of the door and hit the snow outside. The reflected lights became brighter and brighter. Hong Meng carefully lay in the gap in front of the door, rubbed his hands with his hands.

The sleepy eyes looked inside.

But in the hall, there were not only Hong Zheng and Hong Tong, but also other people in the clan. However, the others were all wearing cow head masks and dancing in the spacious hall.

Hong Meng couldn't tell the steps they danced, nor did he see them.

"Good guy, this is a sacrifice!"

"Hmm? Where did the sound come from?"

Suddenly hearing Jingye's surprise sound, Hong Meng was startled and a cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He looked around and saw no one beside him. He felt even more frightened. Could it be that the sound of a ghost? He swallowed it suddenly

With saliva, Hong Meng's eyes flashed with a few cold lights, staring at the direction opposite the gate - the south, wanting to find a target.

"Stop looking for it, it's me, it's your sacred tree." Hong Meng's dantian shook slightly, and a vague sound came from there.

"God! Is it you? I was shocked and said, what did you see?" After Hong Meng reacted, he cursed the sacred tree, and then asked in his heart.

"I will see whatever you see." The sacred tree pretended to be mysterious, but it seemed to be deliberately playing with Hong Meng.

Not talking nonsense with the sacred tree, Hong Meng directly used his spiritual consciousness to search for the location of the sacred tree's soul. After a slap and hit him, the sacred tree's soul cursed and begged for mercy.

"Let me observe for a while, maybe I can discover some secrets. Don't bother me." The words of owing to smoke came from the remnant soul of the sacred tree. He turned into a ball of green light, rose from the dantian to Hong Meng's throat, and then rose again.

On top of his face, he finally gathered in Hong Meng's eyes.

"If you dare to make trouble, I will kill you!" The residual soul of the sacred tree agreed to the eyes. Ren Shuhong Meng was reluctant, but he had no choice but to do so. He didn't want to anger the sacred tree. He had to let him turn around on the eyes.

go.

The sacred tree was speechless, just wandering around Hong Meng's eyes, observing the situation in the hall.

A group of people with bull-headed masks, like a huge army, galloping in the wilderness, carrying the bloody killing that was moving forward, and suddenly an atmosphere of a large army was formed in the prehistoric palace. The war was inspired by one place, and they seemed to be with another

A group of people were fighting, throwing their unyielding passion, falling down one by one...

"This is a hero's tragic song - I can only say that, I can't see anything else." After a while, a ball of green retreated back to the Dantian, and then explained like Hong Meng.

"You still need to say it? I can feel it too. But, which hero is this tragic song? Is the ancestor of the Hong family? Is Hong Jun? It looks very similar!"

Hong Meng guessed that this might be a ceremony dedicated to worship Hong Jun, the ancestor of the Hong family, but for some reason, it was placed at this time, and it had to be sneaky. However, questions followed one after another. According to Hong Tong, Hong Jun seemed to be suddenly violent.

Before he died, he had never experienced a life-and-death battle. Thinking of this made Hong Meng even more confused.

"The Hong family must have had a strong and powerful figure. Think about it, are there any?" The sacred tree lay in a corner and made its own judgment.

After thinking about it carefully, Hong Meng finally shook his head helplessly. He knew very little about the past of the Hong family, and it was already an unexpected gain to be able to see this grand occasion. Most of the young people, the ancestors of the Hong family, knew about the deeds of the Hong family.

.

"Aren't you sleeping? Why did you wake up suddenly?" Suddenly, Hong Meng changed the subject and asked about the sacred tree.

"I-I-I felt a burst of soul pressure, so I woke up." Shen Shu extricated her innocent look on her face.

"Oh? What's going on? Where did the soul pressure come from? Could it be that the murderous aura in the hall was not done?" Hong Meng looked suspicious and peeped at the ceremony in the hall again.

The sacred tree made a positive expression, and then ran around, looking extremely irritable and restless. He kept asking Hong Meng to leave, constantly muttering in Hong Meng's heart, disturbing Hong Meng's thoughts.

"If you want to leave, unless you promise me something." Hong Meng took this opportunity to find a capable helper.

"No! You must not enter the Honghuang Palace, otherwise I will die! The murderous aura inside is too strong, and it seems that there is a domineering killing weapon, which is my nemesis!" The sacred tree disagreed in every possible way.

There was no way to get the sacred tree. Hong Meng looked at the situation in the hall again and saw that there seemed to be many rituals, so he left first. However, he did not walk away, but walked around the hall for a half-circle and came to the opposite gate.

Where is the back wall of the back hall.

Here, you can put pressure on the sacred tree, hide it, and even think about ways to enter the Honghuang Palace. Hong Meng nodded with satisfaction, then moved his heart and said to the sacred tree: "Here I think about it, how can I get in so as not to be discovered?"

"I'll sip your vital milk, otherwise I won't agree!" Sorry, this update is a bit late.
Chapter completed!