He looked down at the ash on his pants, and quickly raised his hand to pat it again, so that he could be regarded as cleaning the ash on his body.

"Yuan Fang, this old man wants to slip away, I caught him, what should I do now?" Daji frowned, as if thinking about a countermeasure.

"This guy must have hurt my family! Since he is wearing the clothes of an adult, he should naturally know the whereabouts of the adult! Sister Daji, why don't we escort him back to the Wuyin Temple!" Torture well! Yuan Fang pursed her lips, her face was serious, and she looked like a little adult.

Yuan Fang has been by Di Renjie's side for many years, and he has always watched adults judge cases. This time, Yuan Fang also wanted to rely on his own judgment to find the adult. This is not in vain for his own adult's cultivation of him.

"Okay~ I'll listen to you!" Daji covered her mouth and smiled. Torture humans? For her, a monster, it's the most fun thing!

The streets of Chang'an

The students under the grass are walking through the streets and alleys looking for Di Renjie. They remembered Senior Brother Yuange's confession that they must get the white hosta back. After all, that hairpin is a very important thing for Zhuge Liang.

People come and go on Chang'an Street, and the cries of small stalls and vendors come and go. The students under the grass shuttled back and forth in the city, but there was no clue. Later, after several inquiries, I learned that Di Renjie was the magistrate of Chang'an and the commander of the Jinyi Guard.

Then if you go to the mansion of the commander of Chang'an, you will definitely be able to find Di Renjie. But when the group ran to the mansion of the commander of the Jinyi Guard, all they saw was desolation and a big seal.

The neighborhood was cold and quiet, as if there was no fresh breath. The students under the grass looked around the neighborhood suspiciously, but did not find any trace of Di Renjie.

The students who were scurrying around like headless flies began to inquire about the small vendor's place where Di Renjie lived. After several inquiries and searches, they also found Di Mansion.

When those students saw Di Fu from afar, their hearts were excited. I feel that this time I must have found Di Renjie's whereabouts, as long as I rushed into Di Mansion and captured Di Renjie, I could get back the white hosta for my senior brother.

However, when this group of people rushed into the Di Mansion with great interest, the situation inside made all these people dumbfounded. Fallen lintels and scorched earth flakes of dirt, and lifeless yards. It's like a place where people live, but like a hell that has been burned by fire. How can such a place be truly inhabited?

The students under Ji were at a loss, did they want to give up looking for Di Renjie? No! Of course not, the failure of the search again and again will only stimulate their fighting spirit and make them want to find Di Renjie faster! Take back the white hosta!

Changle Fang

Jia Luo looked a little tired and walked all the way back to Changle Fang, her face was ugly. Garo lowered his head and clenched the longbow at his waist. She walked all the way through the streets of Chang'an and saw a lot of things that were not in the Thousand Cave City.

There are craftsmen who can pinch candy people, colorful folding lanterns, and restaurants and beautiful girls.

Jia Luo remembered that Su Lie had told him that he was born in Chang'an. He always wanted to take Jia Luo to Chang'an to see, and Jia Luo also wanted to really see the actual Chang'an, whether it was really as prosperous as Su Lie said.

She saw it today, Chang'an is really beautiful and peaceful, but Su Lie is gone. The man who promised to accompany her and walk every street in Chang'an is no more. She felt loneliness and unbearable pain like never before.

With a heavy heart, Garo walked step by step.

Tears fell to the ground, splashing dust.

"Where have you been?" An icy voice rang out.

It was no one else who said this, but the arrogant Li Xin. He stood at the staircase, looking at Garo from afar. His haughty eyes looked like those of his subordinates. Yes, maybe Garo is a subordinate in his heart.

"It's too stuffy in the house, go out for a walk."

Garo restrained his sad look, raised his hand and quietly wiped away his tears, trying his best to show that he had nothing to do with it. She is fragile and sad, and does not want to be seen and discovered by anyone. Even if she is so sad now that her bones hurt, she doesn't want to be cared for and pitied by others. Dugu Jialuo is Dugu Jialuo, and her self-reliance and independence since she was a child forced her to be extraordinarily strong.

"This king hopes that you are really just going out for a walk, instead of being stupid to find Di Renjie for revenge. You know, when you and Su Lie defected to me back then, you had words first! ”

Li Xin's face showed a sneering look, and the corners of his mouth were even more sarcastic.

"I didn't look for Di Renjie."

Garo lowered his voice and spoke bitterly.

What could be more sad and bleak than the death of her beloved and her best sister, and now she can't even take revenge. She obeyed Li Xin's orders and had such a position. As Li Xin's subordinate, of course she has to obey Li Xin's dispatch.

"That's good~"

Li Xin's eyes glanced up and down at Jia Luo, and there was a slightly satisfied look on his face. Regardless, Garo was still useful to him. With a long arrow and a hundred steps, as an assassin, Garo still has an advantage.

"If it's okay, I want to rest first."

Garo bit her lip, silently clenched the longbow in her hand, and walked to her room without saying a word. She lowered her head, but her red eyes were already full of tears. She must kill Di Renjie to take revenge, but not now!

Inside the stone cave of Daci Temple

Marco Polo held a large green leaf in his hand, and the verdant green leaf was wrapped in a lot of fresh fruit. Marco Polo hummed a little song and walked easily into the cave.

As for Crazy Iron, who was sitting in the stone cave resting, although he still had a lot of bandages on his body, most of the injuries on his body had healed, and there was no major problem in his activities.

"Come, eat." Marco Pineapple glanced at Crazy Iron. He casually put the big leaf in his hand on a stone in the cave.

"Hey! Can you not "come, come"? I'm not a dog! Madness rolled his eyes, muttering as he honestly walked over to the food.

He looked at the peaches, pears, apples wrapped in the leaves. He looked left and right, reached out and grabbed the apple, and began to nibble. Sweet apples, sweet and sour, are the best food for hungry Iron.

"You can just eat what you have, why are you talking so much?" Marco Polo pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly. Blonde and blue-eyed, he lives like a handsome boy.

"Can't I complain?!" Crazy Iron snorted dissatisfiedly, not wanting to look at Marco Pineapple.