At this moment, a green coat walked out with a sword in his hand.

"Lord, ......" Qinglong still bowed to his knees.

The body wrapped in a heavy white cloth flowed bright red blood again at this moment, soaking the white cloth that wrapped the wound.

Cheng Huan's eyes were stung by the shocking bright red, and the Qinglong, who had just been seriously injured, probably experienced another bloody battle.

Cheng Huan was about to speak, and the dragon had already stepped forward with an arrow, supporting the green dragon whose eyes were already fascinated by blood.

With the help of the dragon, Qinglong slowly walked to the stone bed and lay down.

"Qinglong, what about the white tiger?" At this time, Ouyang Gurong had already picked up Tianjun and gave up the stone bed to Qinglong to lie down.

Hearing Ouyang Gurong's calm and calm voice, Qinglong's slightly closed eyes opened again, and they were full of hatred.

"In order to cover me, the white tiger entered the encirclement alone, but I am afraid that I have ......" Speaking of the back, Qinglong's voice couldn't help but lower, full of pain.

Since following Ouyang Gurong, the four protectors have become inseparable partners.

In the past ten or twenty years of getting along, in the fight and escort again and again, and in the wine and song again and again, the four of them have already formed a trust that surpasses any kind of emotion.

That kind of emotion that is enough to deliver life and death is difficult for ordinary charlatans to experience.

Ouyang Gurong's sharp black eyes tightened slightly, over the years, although the four great protectors had occasional injuries when they went out on missions.

But this is the first time I have encountered such a situation.

"You can rest in peace first." After a while, Ouyang Gurong gave a faint order, and turned around and walked towards a connected cave outside.

As the saying goes, death is to see the corpse, unless he sees the corpse of the white tiger with his own eyes, Ouyang Gurong will not admit that the white tiger is injured and passed away no matter what.

Ouyang Gurong didn't walk out for long, and Cheng Huan's white figure also turned around and came out.

"Rong, it's important to treat Qinglong's injuries first, leave the dragon here to take care of it." Approaching Ouyang Gurong, Cheng Huan said softly.

She knew that although Ouyang Gurong still looked calm and arrogant on the surface, this news was undoubtedly extremely lethal to him.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for even Ouyang Gurong, who had always been calm, to show a slight appearance of his footsteps at this time.

In fact, this man who has grown up and practiced with the four protectors has a deeper and calmer emotion in his heart.

It's just that he is accustomed to expressing himself with an indifferent posture, so he always gives people a feeling of being careless about everything.

"If there is any sporadic news of the White Tiger, I will ask him to contact me quickly." A pair of jade hands climbed up to Ouyang Gurong's big hands with distinct bones, and Cheng Huan continued.

At this time, Ouyang Gurong's love gradually stabilized.

Turning around and looking at Cheng Huan with bright eyes behind him, Ouyang Gurong's eyes revealed that deep sense of fear for the first time.

It seemed that in the next moment, he would be swallowed up by his own dark eyes.

"The white tiger has been with me for eighteen years, but his temperament has always been very hearty, and he always looks like he is neither big nor small on the surface." Ouyang Gurong opened his mouth to talk about him and the white tiger.

Cheng Huan listened quietly, this man who looked cold and arrogant had actually been as careful as dust all along.

After a slight pause, Ouyang Gurong seemed to have a lot to say.

However, for a moment, it seemed that he could not find a better beginning for words, so he paused to speak.

In the empty cave, there was a sudden silence.

"Let's go, Qinglong's injury can't be delayed." After a while, Ouyang Gurong turned into a brick, and indifferently pulled Cheng Huan back and walked towards the cave where Qinglong was.

Since the White Tiger finally fought with his life to protect the Qinglong, then they naturally couldn't live up to the White Tiger's last wishes.

"Dragon, I'm just bothering you to stay and clean up this mess, White Tiger ......" Ouyang Gurong looked at the dragon and said.

In those narrow and sharp black eyes, there is a faint sense of surrender.

"I know, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death." The dragon waved his hand and continued the conversation.

In the ten years of getting along, the dragon naturally understood the reason why this Prince Rong was called "the dragon among people" in private.

If you just think that because of his title of Prince Rong, it would be a big mistake.

Ouyang Gurong's resolute and resolute approach to things is a rare king's style.

Coupled with his attitude towards his subordinates freely, the four Dharma protectors, who were able to take charge of themselves in the rivers and lakes, were willing to surrender to him.

With such a kingly demeanor, there must be no second person in the world except Su Mu who can also compete with him.

Hearing the bad news like the White Tiger today, Ouyang Gurong must have experienced a great shock in his heart.

Looking at the dragon with conviction, Ouyang Gurong leaned down and helped the blood-stained Qinglong to come.

Cheng Huan didn't say much, and after throwing a trusting look at the dragon, he struggled to pick up Tianjun and follow behind Ouyang Gurong and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Now, no matter whether the white tiger is alive or dead, the green dragon still has a breath.

So the top priority is naturally to rescue Qinglong first.

When the group of four returned to the barracks, it was already two hours later.

Because Qinglong had fallen into a coma, and Tianjun was still in a state of paralysis after being drugged, and the injury to Cheng Huan's right shoulder was still extremely severe.

Ouyang Gurong and Cheng Huan carried one and hugged the other, and the overall speed of travel slowed down.

Although Cheng Huan didn't mention it, he couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart.

Qinglong and Baihu were already seriously injured, and Gu Nan was still just a childish with no power to restrain the chicken.

Even if there is a secret hidden in it, but when I think that the white tiger has probably died in battle, I guess the current situation in Gu Nan is not optimistic.

"Mother, why is my copper bell bigger than Nan'er's brother?" At this time, Tianjun suddenly burst out with a sentence.

Cheng Huan was waiting for a soft voice to answer patiently, but a pair of splashed ink pupils suddenly flashed a crystal light.

And the brass bells are there!

Fang was busy dealing with the affairs of Qinglong and Baihu, and she forgot about the storage of the copper bell.

The copper bells she tied for Tianjun and Gu Nan before leaving, they looked like just two ordinary little bells, but in fact, the internal force was very mysterious.

These two copper bells were condensed from the ancient artifacts seized in the Wanhua Gate, and they themselves carried the spiritual power nourished by the aura of the fairy world.

Summoning a Guardian in a pinch is only the most subtle of these functions.

The most important thing about the copper bell is to be able to connect the mind between the two like ancient beasts.

In this way, even if the two are separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, with the spiritual power of the copper bell, they can sense the vitality of the other party.

During this period of time, although the copper bell had been ringing, Cheng Huan did not feel any dangerous aura with a strong murderous aura approaching.

In this way, even if Gu Nan was kidnapped by the other party, at least during this time, he did not show any signs of life threat.

Looking down at Tianjun who was smiling innocently in his arms, Cheng Huan also smiled brightly.

In fact, after five years of wandering, even if you are a little child, you should have a powerful other world in your heart.

What's more, Ouyang Gurong is still such a far-sighted man, how can Tianjun, who was brought up by him, really just a naughty boy.

It seems that even small children cannot underestimate their abilities.

"Tianjun, you already knew about it, right?" At this time, Cheng Huan asked softly through the veil.

If Tianjun could also think that Gu Nan's life was not in danger at this time, then Tianjun should have known early on that the well-behaved Gu Nan was following Cheng Huan's intentions.

Tianjun just shined with a pair of narrow black eyes that had grown into shape, laughed mischievously, and did not answer.

He would rather always be the ignorant little child in his parents' hearts, but how can a child born in such a power struggle be truly innocent?

Since he was a child, he has seen Ouyang Gurong's plans to avoid investigation, how could he not be exposed to it.