What is he here for?

Lone Bamboo looked at Windy City, waiting for him to give her an explanation.

Windy City said: "Miss, don't look for it, I already know the whereabouts of Third Uncle Mu." ”

Do you know Mu Changfeng's whereabouts?

"It was the little fox you brought back that told me." Windy City explained: "It came back and told me that it had found Third Uncle Mu, and after telling me the location, it went to find the little hamster, saying that it would go to the third prince with the little hamster." ”

The little fox didn't make a contract with her, so of course he couldn't communicate with her with his divine sense, and of course, he wouldn't know where she was, so he passed the news to Windy City and asked Windy City to tell her that this was what Guzhu had ordered before.

Last night, she had already released the little hamster and the little fox and asked them to help find Mu Changfeng, but she didn't expect that they would really find it.

"Where?" Guzhu asked.

"The Imperial Palace!" Windy City looked at her, two words slowly coming out of his thin lips......

By the time Guzhu and Windy City arrived at the dungeon, there was no one there, and there was blood on the ground.

There wasn't much blood, but it spread to the outside in a scattered way.

Guzhu frowned.

If these bloodstains are Mu Changfeng's blood, then what did Mu Changfeng experience?

Not daring to think about it, Gu Zhu hurriedly followed the bloodstains to find it.

On the road and on the grass, there were all traces of blood, and the lawn had been crushed, and Guzhu was almost sure that this must be Mu Changfeng's bloodstains.

Until they arrived at a place, the blood was completely gone, and there was no trace of it.

"How could it be gone?" Windy City looked around suspiciously.

Gu Zhu was also calmly observing.

"Could it be that someone rescued you?" Windy City asked, and then said, "Miss, let's split up and look for it." ”

Gu Zhu also had this intention, and was about to nod when an extremely weak voice suddenly sounded: "Gu ...... Lonely bamboo ......"

The voice was weak and weak, and a breeze blew, and it disappeared without a trace.

"Miss, I'll go this ......"

"Shut up!" Lone Bamboo interrupted Windy City's words and listened intently.

After a while, the voice sounded again: "Lonely Bamboo ......"

The faces of Guzhu and Windy City changed.

When Windy City was about to look around, Lone Bamboo had already flown up.

fell on the branches, and sure enough, I saw the figure hidden under the dense foliage.

He was clutching at the branch at this time, as if he was afraid that he would fall, and his lips and face were almost transparent.

"Third uncle!" Seeing that something was wrong with him, Gu Zhu hurriedly went to hold him up, and then helped him fly down together.

Guzhu fell to the ground smoothly, but Mu Changfeng, who was supported by her, seemed to be physically exhausted, and his feet fell to the ground weakly.

Gu Zhu hurriedly prepared to help him up, but Feng Cheng saw Mu Changfeng's feet with sharp eyes, and exclaimed, "Miss? Uncle Mu's feet ......"

Gu Zhu was stunned for a moment, looked down, and saw Mu Changfeng being tightly wrapped in clothes from his ankles, and there seemed to be faint blood oozing inside.

Gu Zhu's pupils shrank, helped Mu Changfeng well, let him sit against the tree, lowered his head and lifted the hem of his clothes, wanting to look at his feet.

Windy City put down his sword and came over to help.

They carefully untied the fabric on Mu Changfeng's feet, perhaps because the movement was a little big, Mu Changfeng "hissed", and the cold sweat on his face couldn't help but fall.

Gu Zhu hurriedly lightened the movements in his hand.

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