Chapter 0072: The flute rises again, looking for Wen Zixiang's whereabouts
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But it is precisely because of this that Lang hats that he should not give up, grandpa is not here, and he doesn't know where to go, and there are still unidentified people like Yan Hai in the town, how can he put his mind at ease? Moving the three men in the sack behind a leeward wall and covering them with some hay, Lang Hatian continued to set off to find Liang Ping. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Info He didn't know that during the time he met Yan Hai, there were two people fighting fiercely on the shore of the waterhole, but the sound was muffled by the wind and snow. He chose a direction and began to search, shouting Liang Ping's name as he ran, but the distance from which the sound came out was limited, and it only lingered faintly in the streets. Not far away, Yan Hai was suffering, so he kept running, fortunately in the snow, the clothes on his body were wet, not completely burned, and when he was tired and exhausted, the flames on his body began to go out, and he fell headlong in mid-air, pestle into the snow, and his body was slowly returning to its original state. The cold brought by the wind and snow finally began to erode his consciousness, and in order to survive, he slowly crawled forward, unable to stand up, and after a corner or two, it was his residence.
"Squeakγγγγγγ" The door was slowly pushed open, and Yan Hai squeezed in, groping around in the dark. "Whoa... He knocked down a shelf by the door, making a loud noise, and something hit him on the head from top to bottom, causing him to faint. There were several screams from inside the house, and then a girl's voice rang out: "Who's there!" β
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"It's cold!" This was Su Huachen's feeling at this time, and he repeatedly thought about Ran Xinzi's words in his heart. The sea is hurt, it's serious! Who's the hand? Except for Liang Ping, who has recently come here, who else will have such strength? Could it be the one behind the collection of the secrets of the people of the sea? Does the other party know the whereabouts of Master Zixiang? Will there be more involved? Many questions hit Su Huachen's nerves, which were getting tighter and tighter, but he was only guessing, and he had no clue. Although his mind was restless, his footsteps did not stop, and he left the waterhole as fast as he could, skirted the streets, and walked onto the avenue. The children's quarters were some distance from here, but not too far away, and it should not take long for him to arrive at the foot of Su Huachen, but when he ran forward again for a while, he began to feel that something was wrong. He raised his head and carefully surveyed the road, which stretched straight from north to south, with no end in sight. He tried to keep walking, paying attention to the changes around him, and sure enough, no matter where he went or how far he went, the buildings on the side of the road were the same, no change.
"Who is it! Pretend to be a ghost, come out for me! "He knows that someone must have done something, and the strength of the other party is not low, if it weren't for his good understanding of the situation in the town, maybe they would still be kept in the dark." Why, don't you dare to show your face, it turns out that Your Excellency is strong, but the person is a turtle with a shrunken head! He kept cursing, trying to provoke the other party out, but the sound was like a mud cow entering the sea, and several punches hit the cotton in a row, which made Su Huachen's heart more and more anxious. Who are you!? Why are you trapping me, what is your purpose!! He shouted these words with all his might, his body felt so tired, his heart pounded wildly, and the sound of the wind around him was amplified in his ears a lot. At that moment, he heard another sound mixed in with itβthe sound of a flute with a rhyme.
Su Huachen looked left and right, trying to find out the source of the sound, but it was the same intensity in all directions, and he couldn't find the source of the sound at all. "Alright, don't bother with it, I'm right here." Su Huachen Huo Di turned around and saw a person appear not far from him, wearing a brown long coat, his waist-length hair was blown up by the wind, revealing half of his face, but through the flying snow, Su Huachen couldn't see it really, and wanted to walk in, but the person also stepped back.
"What are you going to do when you trap me, and if it doesn't matter, can you let me go first?" When he got closer, he felt that the other party was not simple, and his words were full of pleading. "I only asked you a few questions, and you answered them all, so I will naturally let you go."
"What kind of questions, please tell me."
"First question, how many groups of people have you sent in over the years?"
Su Huachen's heart that had just relaxed suddenly rose again, he didn't expect the other party to ask so straight to the point, and he naturally knew what was going on with the several groups of people in the other party's mouth. "Dare to ask Your Excellency, it was sent by the royal family?"
"No, you think too much, I'm just a loner, and I have nothing to do with any forces. Now, answer my question. β
"Okay... From 37 years ago to now, I know that there are three batches. β
"How about a little longer?"
"Then I don't know."
"Then the second question, where is Wen Zixiang now?"
"I can't answer this question, Master Zixiang has not been heard from since he left eight years ago, and I don't know where he is now."
"And when he left, did he take a boy with him?"
"Boy? What kind of boy, when the master left, he was obviously alone, how could there be others? β
"Then why do you think Wen Zixiang left?"
"As for the reason why the master left, I have also thought of many possibilities, maybe the people above want to summon him back."
"No, you're wrong, a small character like Wen Zixiang, his superiors won't summon him easily, unless it's something big happening around them, these low-level liaisons, will make a move, and if he left eight years ago, it would only be because of that boy, the baby boy he once saved from a desperate woman."
"No... Impossible, nonsense, that baby... Obviously it is... is obviously a baby girl, but now Ran Xinzi! β
"Hehe, the day you first saw the baby, you hugged him? Are you sure? β
"I γγγγγγ" Su Huachen was speechless by the other party's question, but he refused to believe what she said anyway, how could a girl who grew up by his side from childhood to adulthood be a boy, let alone be taken away by his master eight years ago.
"I think you don't know your master too much, his mission, his identity, the organization behind him, you don't know anything about it, do you think he came here for, singing? It's so naΓ―ve, he just wants to use you to achieve his ulterior motives! β
"That's enough, don't let you slander my master like this again!" Su Huachen was already extremely angry, and the person in front of him was obviously talking nonsense to confuse himself. The aura on his body exploded all of a sudden, and his strength in the middle stage of the Soul Slaughter Realm was fully displayed, but he knew that this was not enough. His hand, reaching behind his back, pulled something out of the close-fitting girdle, shook it away with all his might, and swung it at the other man. The man only felt the wind pressure in front of him increase for a moment. When his footsteps moved, he distanced himself from Su Huachen a few feet away before he dared to stop, looking at the sleeves and placket of his robe that had been cut out several times by the whirlwind, and he was a little distressed.
"When Wen Zixiang left, he actually left the Xueyu listening fan to you?!"
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