After hearing this, Feng Chen nodded silently in agreement, and turned back to look at Chu Xiaohe who was smiling ill-intentioned in front of him.

"What's the matter?" After Xia Yuqian left, Feng Chen asked him in a cold voice.

"In this way, Benjun won't talk to you, you honestly explain everything you know about the Golden Jade Knife. Chu Xiaohe stepped directly into the main question.

Feng Chen looked at him incredulously after hearing this, "How could you ......?"

"Don't be so surprised," Chu Xiaohe seemed to have expected Feng Chen's reaction a long time ago, so he explained: "I heard about this matter from the mouth of Fengyun Pavilion. ”

"I didn't expect Fengyun Pavilion to know about this matter, and I really can't hide any news from them, it seems that this secret has spread within a certain range," Feng Chen looked at him with some confusion and asked, "But I haven't mentioned this matter to anyone else, how can you be sure that I know about the Golden Jade Knife?" Why did Fengyun Pavilion tell you about this?"

"In the past few months, I have been entrusted by the Fengyun Pavilion to investigate the matter of the golden jade knife, and traced it all the way down from Xiling City near the tomb of the Heavenly King of Jiguo, and found that the two bandits of Shenfu and Hanchemen not only robbed the golden jade knife, but also ransacked Xiling City, looted ancient books, and arrested scholars. ”

"Considering the decay of the Hanche Gate after the death of Traceless, it is better to investigate, so I first went to Hanqing City, and found the scholar of the Ji Kingdom who was brutally murdered in an underground workshop," Chu Xiaohe said and gradually walked towards Feng Chen, his gaze fixed on him, "And that kind of cruel and heinous killing method, I can only think of one sect in the entire Xuan Realm that can do it." ”

"So I informed Fengyun Pavilion of this matter, and when the Fengyun Pavilion disciple went to investigate, it happened that you went to the underground in Hanqing City alone. According to the disciple, it seems that you were still holding something in your hand at the time, so we are curious to know what you found?"

"Before I answer you, can you tell me why you and the Fengyun Pavilion are investigating this matter?"

"Fengyun Pavilion is the most well-informed place in the Xuan Realm, but if you want to get a valuable and unknown piece of news from them, you must exchange it for another equivalent message," Chu Xiaohe said, "I made a contract with Fengyun Pavilion in order to find a little friend who had been missing for a long time, and at the same time I promised to help them track down the Golden Jade Knife. ”

Feng Chen said and looked at him thoughtfully, and then asked, "So in fact, you are only working for others, and you still don't know the real secret of that knife?"

"I'm not interested in any golden or silver knives, but I need to know what you've learned and report it back to Fengyun Pavilion. ”

"The little friend you want to track down is Han Lingxiao from the Han Mansion, right?" Feng Chen continued to ask.

"It's not about you. He looked at Fengchen coldly, not knowing what he was calculating.

"It seems that you attach great importance to him, I just saw that your relationship with Miss Yuqian seems to be good, but I don't know which one you attach more importance to her or Han Lingxiao. Feng Chen said as the corners of his mouth raised slightly, looking at him slightly defiantly.

"I warn you," Chu Xiaohe said and took a step forward, his sharp gaze seemed to pierce him, "Maybe Xiaoqian treats you as a friend, but if you dare to use her, Benjun will definitely crush you with his own hands!"

"It seems to be very important," Feng Chen suddenly shook his head a little funny, "That's it, Chu Jun, it's not interesting to cooperate with Fengyun Pavilion, why don't we have a negotiation." ”

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Wuguo, Wensha Gobi.

In the evening, everyone gradually stopped hurrying, and several people began to rest together.

The temperature difference between day and night in the Gobi Desert is terrifying, and everyone is almost dried by the sun during the day, but at night they are shivering from the cold, and they have to huddle together to barely keep warm.

The little boy curled up in Han Lingxiao's arms, Han Lingxiao and Xue He leaned on each other back to back, they had not eaten a drop of water for nearly three days, Han Lingxiao felt that his whole body was going to dry up, he was so hungry that he couldn't sleep, and the little boy in his arms couldn't sleep when he was hungry.

"Uncle......" the little boy called him, but it was like a feeble moan.

"It's my brother......" Han Lingxiao weakly pointed out his mistake.

"Uncle, I'm so hungry that I can't sleep, tell me a story......" The little boy ignored his correction as if he hadn't heard him, and continued to plead.

Han Lingxiao sighed, all he had in his mind now was all kinds of tempting delicacies and sweet spring water, where was there any story?

"Uncle, let's talk about it......" he almost pleaded, and his expression became painful because of hunger and thirst.

Han Lingxiao felt that the little boy's breath began to weaken, he was afraid that the little boy would never wake up again once he fell asleep, so he began to preach hard-headed: "Once upon a time, there was a mountain called Hongshan, and there was a village under the mountain, called Hongshan Village, there was a little boy and a little girl in the village, the little boy practiced on the mountain every day, and the little girl came to the village every day to fetch water......

Han Lingxiao was too bored, Xue He listened silently on the side, but gradually couldn't help but doze off.

"Are they elves?" asked the little boy in a weak voice as he listened to what he had said, barely keeping his eyes open.

"Yes, they are elves," Han Lingxiao echoed weakly, "The little girl will give the little boy a drink ...... when she brings water."

"But the elf doesn't need to drink water......" the boy retorted weakly.

"Who told you that elves don't need to drink water?" Han Lingxiao asked weakly.

"The elf drinks mountain spring water...... That's it, the kind of spring water that flows down from the mountains......" The little boy's voice became weaker and weaker.

Han Lingxiao looked up at the sky a little distracted, and Xia Yuqian's clear eyes appeared in front of him, in Han Lingxiao's mind, she was indeed like an elf......

Suddenly, Han Lingxiao stood up, and Xue He, who was originally leaning on him, fell to the ground as if he had lost his center of gravity.

"What are you doing, ...... at night," he glared at Han Lingxiao with some dissatisfaction.

"You hold him! I'll go find water!" Han Lingxiao gently put the little boy into his arms, "No matter what others think, I can't stare at him and die of thirst! Even if he is scolded, Lao Tzu can save as many people as he wants!"

After speaking, before Xue He could respond, Han Lingxiao unfolded a pair of golden-veined black wings behind him, and the huge golden light instantly illuminated the surroundings, and the refugees opened their eyes dimly, stunned, some of them thought that it was the arrival of the gods, some thought it was a monster attack, and some thought that they were hungry and faint, and they were dazzled.

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