Xuanyuan faction and Liuyi chased the man in black all the way, and saw that his footprints were not shallow, indicating that his cultivation was not enough, and finally the hard work paid off, they found the man in black under a big tree, at this time he was absorbing Xiao Bing's essence and turning it into his own use, and there were vine-like magic patterns on his face.

Xuanyuan shouted: "Hurry up and stop!"

The man in black pounced on them with a sinister smile, his claws full of green tendons poked out, like a falcon looking for prey, Xuanyuan Po skillfully flashed, urging the power of the dragon's roar and the tiger's roar, and directly knocked the man in black into the air.

Liuyi hurriedly stretched out his bow and set up an arrow, and with a whoosh, the arrow turned into a streamer, directly piercing the man in black, Xuanyuan Po grabbed it and hugged Xiao Bing, fortunately he was not seriously injured, Xuanyuan Po helped him breathe a little, and Xiao Bingyou was able to jump around as usual.

Changqing waited for a whole night, but the cold wind was only accompanied by a lone lamp, and in a trance, in addition to the cry of Lao Li Toudi, his ears were the sound of Xuanyuan Po and the man in black fighting.

The good memories rippled in his mind like a spring breeze, but the terrible imagination woke him up in real time. In this way, he indulged in his memories and woke up in his imagination. Until the oil dried lamp went out, dawn gradually descended on the dark earth, and the sound of roosters woke Changqing from a coma.

"Xuanyuan broke the ......" Changqing shouted his name violently, the sound of rapid breathing came from his mouth, and the cold sweat on his forehead quietly crossed his face and dripped on the cold ground. Changqing's worried face had no way to hide it, and he gradually raised his head and looked weakly ahead.

At this time, he could no longer hold back his heart and worry about Xuanyuan Po, looking at the dawn in front of him, he suddenly had an urge to stand up. But when he pushed a little harder, he didn't get up, but he sat down violently again. The mortal body made him gradually age, and after sitting all night, his numb legs could no longer support him to stand up.

Changqing's face was uncomfortable, he gently tapped his legs, and looked at the old Li Tou next to him, who was already in a coma in grief, lying quietly next to the table. Changqing smiled frankly, sighed, and whispered in his mouth: "It's okay, it's okay, you also tossed all night, it's time to rest, Xuanyuan Po will definitely bring your son Xiaojia back." ”

"Ga-" A rooster crowing completely broke the tranquility of Changqing, the sky is getting brighter, he can no longer sit here and wait for news, he must go out to see, Xuanyuan Po has come back, has he encountered any danger, is there any

There are injuries......

Changqing endured the numbness, stood up and moved his muscles and bones a few times, and limped towards the door. Looking at the dim sky in front of him, there are a few stars still hanging alone in the sky, but soon they will disappear, this is destined to exist. A fiery red has appeared in the east, and the sun's rays are about to shine over the land.

Changqing quietly stepped out of the threshold, and a cool breeze blew, and he couldn't help but shiver a little. The cold air was still mixed with the smell of burnt fireworks, and the scattered flames were still glittering, and they were not completely extinguished.

"Changqing, are they back?" Just as Changqing was about to step out of the door, Lao Li Tou suddenly woke up and asked in a panic. "Changqing, are they back, are they back?, is my son Xiaojia back?" Old Li struggled to stand up, but his legs and feet were numb, and he suddenly fell to the ground, and the dull and dungeon cry came again. Those tears of worry and concern once again moistened this golden land.

"Lao Li, Lao Li, you slow down......"

Changqing trotted back, and quickly picked up Lao Li who was lying on the ground.

"Changqing, are they back, is my son back?" Old Li Tou didn't seem to care about the pain on his body, and the first thing he said when he turned around was this.

Changqing looked at his eyes for a long time, although he couldn't bear it, he still shook his head in a low voice, and said in a low voice: "They ......"

"Drive, drive......"

Before Changqing could say what he wanted to say, the voices of Xuanyuan Po and Liuyi came from outside, and the sound of horses' hooves was mixed with the sound of carriage wheels.

At this moment, Changqing smiled, and the huge stone hanging in his heart finally fell, and he said in a low and trembling voice in a panic: "It's back, it's back...... Finally back. ”

Lao Li's face also leaked that nervous and expectant smile, his arm trembled and he helped Changqing, and said in a panic: "Help me out, help me out...... I want to see my son, I want to see my son, Xuanyuan Po must have brought my son back, he must have brought him back. ”

When Changqing helped Lao Li Tou and gradually went out, he met Liuyi and Xuanyuan Po. At this time, the sky has gradually brightened, and the figures of Xuanyuan Po and Liuyi can also be clearly displayed in front of Changqing, and then Changqing saw that Xuanyuan Po and Liuyi are there

How tired, tattered clothes, messy hair, the black ash on his face has not yet receded, and his feet are still covered with mud.

But Changqing looked behind the two of them again, it was empty, Xuanyuan Po and Liuyi didn't bring Xiao Jia back. Changqing bowed his head slightly, before he could speak, and before he could figure out how to comfort Lao Li.

Lao Li limped to Xuanyuan Po's side, coughing as he walked, and tears kept falling. At this time, no matter how old Li Tou already had the answer in his heart, but he didn't believe it, he had to ask clearly, hoping that Xuanyuan Po could give him the answer he wanted.

Xuanyuan Po hurriedly took two steps forward to help Lao Li Tou's already fragile body.

"Where's Xiao Jia, is he back?" asked Lao Li with a trembling head.

Xuanyuan Po didn't know how to answer, let alone what to answer, he just shook his head in a low voice, and he didn't know what to say. "Where's Xiao Jia, will Xiao Jia come?" Old Li Tou finally cried this time, shaking Xuanyuan Po's body vigorously, and said with grief and strength.

"We didn't find your son Xiaojia, we followed the traces of the carriage to find the carriage, but the people are gone, we searched for a long time within a radius of a few miles, but we didn't find your son and the man in black, only found this ......" Liuyi said, taking out a piece of headwear from his pocket.

Lao Li Tou was even more sad and panicked when he saw the head, and quickly took it back from Liuyi's hand, hugged it tightly in his arms, and cried sadly: "This is my son's, this is my son's...... What about others, what about others......"

Liuyi was a little ashamed, seeing this old man crying in front of him, Liuyi didn't know what to do, the only thing he brought back was the broken carriage. "I'm sorry, we didn't bring it back, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Xuanyuan Po read silently, as if he didn't know what to say except sorry.

"Has the man found it? Has the man found it?......"

The old village chief's deep voice came from outside the door, and he was nearly eighty years old, and he got up early in the morning and walked in alone with a cane. Changqing hurriedly trotted two steps forward, hugged the old village chief, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for the old village chief, Xiao Jia, Xuanyuan Po didn't bring it back, Xuanyuan Po ...... him."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" At this time, Xuanyuan Po's self-blame attracted the attention of the old village chief. The supreme Taoism of the last days

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