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The heads of the various factions stood in line one after another, and in the end, only Murong Villa did not express his position.

"Master Murong Zhuang?" Yun Xiao asked kindly.

Murong Jun also seemed to forget the unpleasantness just now, twisted his beard and said: "Since there is no difference in the number of people between the two roads, it is better for me to go all the way with Master Jiekong, and Xiao'er Chengyu to go all the way with Yunxiao Dao." In this way, if there is an accident along the way, there will be a doctor to take care of it. ”

is worthy of being the head of the family, and his words are reasonable and seamless, which makes people feel his benefits after listening to it.

Yun Xiao smiled and said, "According to what the owner of Murong Zhuang said." ”

……

Everyone was dismissed by the master of the martial arts, and prepared to go back to the house to rest and recuperate, and gathered in the lobby early the next morning to rush to Guiping Mountain.

However, a piece of news was like thunder on the ground, and it instantly disrupted their formation.

The Changsha Gang disciples hurriedly reported that Yu Che, the great disciple of Qingcheng, together with Liu Dong's corpse, was taken away by a group of black-clothed people with extremely high martial arts!

The righteous people finally realized that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, so they hurriedly gathered together and summed it up, and after a stick of incense, they hurriedly set off.

Horses' hooves kick and tap, and neck bells tinkle.

The little disciples of the Changsha Gang were wearing filial piety robes and whimpering and crying in front. The north wind blew slightly bleakly, making the scene even more bleak.

The filial piety robe of the light white linen was dyed with a touch of residual beauty by the sunset, and the flower ginger looked at it and was slightly distracted.

The grass is vast, and the poplars are bleak.

Even mourning for someone close to me is a luxury.

I don't know if Huan'er is well taken care of in the Yun family......

"Trail Chief?" Murong Chengyu drove his horse closer, and said softly: "Is the little Taoist chief worried, about fighting with the Beast Control Gate in the future?" ”

A slightly stronger aroma followed, Hua Jiang paused, and said suspiciously: "Murong, what kind of incense are you wearing?" ”

Murong Chengyu smiled and picked up the sachet on his waist, "This is what my mother embroidered for me when I was leaving, adding a few soothing spices, and I don't know what kind of incense it is." ”

"That's not right, you obviously have a very heavy medicinal fragrance on your body on weekdays!" Hua Jiang said firmly.

Murong Chengyu chuckled, "It may be that I was messing with medicinal herbs a few days ago, so the medicinal smell covered up the spices." ”

"Hmm......" Hua Jiang was suspicious, and his little head tilted and said, "It's still better to smell medicine." ”

Yun Yi listened to it for a while, and suddenly said loudly: "It is rumored that there is a spice in the Western Regions with a strong aroma, which can be used for tracking. I don't know Murong Gongzi, have you heard of it? ”

The young man's expression was cold, his words were cold, and a pair of eyes swept over him, which made people feel cold.

Murong Chengyu's face stiffened slightly, "This Dao Elder doesn't have to doubt that the sachet is just a little bit of my mother's heart!" ”

"Just ask." Yun Yi didn't move, still driving the horse without squinting.

"What are you murdering?" Hua Jiang stretched out his hand and poked Murong Chengyu's shoulder, and said angrily: "Senior brother, I have a question for you, that is, does he have a heart?" ”

"I ......" The little doctor pinched the sachet and felt a little aggrieved.

"Phew, stop!"

Yun Xiao, who was leading the way at the front, shouted loudly and motioned for everyone to stop.

He held the carrier pigeon in his hand, and his face was a little solemn, "The master of the void has just sent news that Hui Ming of Shaolin Temple and the owner of Murong Villa have disappeared together, and they are suspected of being captured by the people of the Beast Control Gate. Be careful when walking and don't go alone! ”

Murong Chengyu's little face turned white in an instant, and the rest of the sect's people also began to discuss in horror.

"The beast control gate is so rampant!" The little fat man waved his fist indignantly, "You dare to kidnap my little brother!" ”

Jiayue said disdainfully: "Look at the appearance of your soft-footed shrimp, why did people become your little brother?" ”

The little fat man looked at her and chirped, "What do you know?" patted the master's fart, he is the master's little brother! ”

Jiayue: "......"

Hua Jiang and Yun Yi looked at each other for a moment, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

It makes sense that no matter who is taken away alone, but it always feels very strange to be taken away together.

It feels like things are getting more and more strange and difficult to solve......

The discussion of everyone became louder and louder, Yunzi tightened the reins, turned around and said coldly: "Concentrate and hurry up!" You have to get to the next inn before dark! ”

The voice seemed to be soaked in ice water, and with her burned side face, the people behind were frightened and closed their mouths tightly.

……

Hyeming was blindfolded and thrown on a pile of dry straw.

He had already woken up, but he was afraid that he had been drugged, so he could only lie down weakly at this time.

began to think carefully in his mind, when he and Murong Zhuang were walking at the end of the line, Murong Zhuang said that there seemed to be a person lying in the forest next to him, so he accompanied him, and then ......

He was slightly startled in his heart, and then Murong Jun took advantage of his unpreparedness to sneak attack from behind......

Oops...... Hui Ming was so anxious, it seemed that Murong Villa had bad intentions!

There was a "squeak", and the wooden door of the house was opened from the outside.

Lou Yanran took away the maid who delivered the tea and quietly shook it in.

The tray was lightly placed on the table, and she approached and asked in a low voice, "The little master is a disciple of Shaolin Temple?" ”

Hui Ming was vigilant in his heart, and only frowned and did not answer.

"Now that you have been kidnapped to the Beast Control Gate, Murong Jun has already betrayed your Great Jin Righteous Path Martial Arts!" Lou Yanran explained to him.

"And who are you?"

"Does the little master know Xuanqing Sect Yun Yi?"

Hui Ming bowed his head, "I know, I don't know what the female donor has to do with the cloud chief?" ”

"He's my brother."

If she said a well-known role in the martial arts, the little monk might not believe it. However, Yun Yi is just an ordinary disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, and even if she can be famous, she can't fake much.

Lou Yanran kept paying attention to the window, and said a little anxiously: "There is not much time, and some words are inconvenient to say." You must remember that tomorrow at noon, the Beast Gate will hold a feast to reward the old thief Murong. When I was not strictly guarded, I came here to rescue you! ”

Then he reached out and stuffed a pill into the little monk's mouth, and whispered, "You can recover your strength by taking this medicine, but the maid at the door will come in from time to time to check, you must not show your stuffing!" ”

Cool fingers brushed over his lips, flashing a creamy touch.

Hui Ming was slightly stunned, stunned for half a day.

This benefactor, cough, is like this...... No, no informality!

"That's right," Lou Yanran said again: "You look at my appearance first, there must be no mistakes tomorrow!" ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled off the black cloth that blindfolded Huiming's eyes.

The autumn water is horizontally wavy, the plain white condensation face, and the eyebrows and eyes are as delicate and elegant as ink.

The light in the room was dim, but it did not detract from the girl's stunning appearance.

On the contrary, it is just like the snow, lightly touching the ink-colored sky.