Although Zheng Haoming did not have the talent for cultivation, he was born in a family of law and politics and received orthodox education since he was a child. He always had knowledge. He could tell at a glance that it was a sealed talisman.

For some reason, Zheng Haoming felt that this talisman exuded a strong sense of familiarity and even intimacy.

What is sealed behind the talisman?

Zheng Haoming hesitated for a long time and finally decided to reach out to touch the huge talisman. As soon as his finger touched the surface of the talisman, he felt a powerful suction force sucking his hand firmly.

Zheng Haoming was panicked and tried hard to take his hand back. He did not move at all when he tried his best. Finally, he shouted with all his might and finally pulled his hand back from the talisman.

Hiss... The talisman was torn apart by his pull, and a bright white light shot out from the crack, making Zheng Haoming unable to open his eyes.

When his eyes slightly adapted to the strong light, he saw that the surrounding environment had completely changed - he returned to Qingtian Valley, and happened to be in the Haoqi Palace where his father Zheng Tiangang lived.

Zheng Haoming breathed a sigh of relief and felt something was wrong.

He stood in the middle of the front hall of the main hall and calmed down. He looked around for a moment. The decorations on the hall seemed to be quite different from those he remembered, but he had not entered the Haoqi Hall for a long time, so he didn't care.

At this moment, a maid with a face turned gloomy face and walked in from outside the hall.

"Who are you? How did you come to this place?!" Zheng Haoming asked loudly.

The people serving male servants in Haoqi Palace were all men. The only women who could come in were Bu Qingge and several close maids around her, as well as a few female elders and senior disciples with extraordinary cultivation in the clan.

The maid was in a hurry, as if she hadn't seen Zheng Haoming at all, and she didn't hear his question. She still strode towards the back of the hall without looking sideways.

What are you doing?! A maid dares to be so rude to him?!

Zheng Haoming was furious and rushed up a few steps and wanted to stop her.

At this time, something unexpected happened - the maid didn't avoid it and ran straight up, then walked through Zheng Haoming's body and continued to move forward.

Zheng Haoming was stunned by this incredible terrifying scene and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Is he a human in his dream or has he been killed into a lonely soul?!

"What are you doing?" The young woman's voice came not far behind her, with fear and tension hidden in her tone.

Zheng Haoming looked back blankly and saw the maid who had just passed by was standing in front of another lady in white, and the latter was talking.

The lady in white looks beautiful and has a frosty face, and looks very familiar.

Zheng Haoming's mind flashed, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

He has seen the appearance of this lady in white countless times on the painting - his biological mother Wu Xue!

But in the painting, she has a peaceful and gentle expression, and her eyes seem to carry infinite sorrow, not as uneasy and indifferent as the lady in front of her.

The maid stood up straight and raised her head to cover her lips and smiled: "Tsk tsk, the patriarch's wife is so majestic. Is this the attitude when she sees the old sister?"

Wu Xue said in a cold voice: "Since you know what I am now, why do you appear suddenly? If something is broken, can you afford it?"

The maid snorted lightly, put away her smile and said, "I came to convey the will of the Demon Ancestor. As long as you keep silent, no one can find it, and it will not reveal the truth of your patriarch's wife."
Chapter completed!