Chiyou Village is located in the place of the Zhuolu War in that year, divided into southern, central and northern three villages. It was originally a military village, but after the defeat of Chiyou, Chiyou Village gradually fell into disuse. At present, the three villages have become ordinary rural villages, and there is no military defense and attack. However, even so, for Julong, who is completely unfamiliar with this place, it is not an easy task to go straight to Huanglong. Julong repeatedly reminded himself in his heart that he couldn't take it lightly, there must be a lot of traps inside!

After midnight, Haruki staggered and landed in a clearing. Julong patted Haruki, and it obediently left. After looking around, Julong took out the map in his arms, and compared it up and down, left and right, east and west, north and south, before taking a step and walking towards a big tree in the southeast direction.

Although it was only a few dozen zhang away, Julong walked very carefully. After finally approaching the big tree, Julong could tell by the moonlight that it was an elm tree. "I guess this is the entrance." He patted the thick trunk of the tree and walked back to the front.

It was very windy and peaceful at night. Julong, who was going against the wind, did not meet anything except for being stimulated to tears by the yellow sand. There were no plots, no ambushes, not even traps. Julong stopped in wonder, and checked the map three times and twice, it was indeed this road. However, even if it is an outdated soldier, shouldn't it be so defenseless? Julong muttered in his heart, but he didn't think much about it, and rushed forward against the yellow sand.

Almost at the same time, the Huaxu Kingdom guarded by Houtu suddenly spread bad news-

"General, General!" The little guys who came in and out were all disheveled, and they were so busy that they were too busy.

Houtu frantically grabbed the little guy who was close in front of him and yelled: "What about people! Did you find anyone? ”

"Or ...... Still is...... Still without the ...... of His Highness"

"I say it one last time, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death!" Houtu shook off the little guy, "If I can't see Gao Xin again tonight, you can cut it off yourself!" ”

"Yes...... But ......," the little guy lay on the ground tremblingly, "we ...... Indeed, we saw with our own eyes that His Highness's body was in the dormitory......"

"Will the corpse still move on its own?" Houtu anxiously picked up the little guy, "Hugh wants to say this nonsense again!" Otherwise, I will behead you for spreading rumors and shaking our Huaxu Guoji! Why don't you go find it for me! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" The little guy didn't have time to straighten his collar and staggered away.

Houtu turned around and rushed into Gao Xin's dormitory, he didn't believe that Gao Xin died like this! There were no corpses, no signs of break-in, no bloodstains, and no post-poisoning struggles. Gosin will never die like this! What's more, Julong just walked on his front foot, how could such a bizarre thing happen so coincidentally! Houtu looked around at Gaoxin's dormitory, eager to calm himself down. He must not live up to Julong's trust in him like this, this trust is far more than the dependence between monarchs and ministers, and even has to take advantage of the friendship between himself and Julong for thousands of years! You can't just give up!

The three servants probed their heads and looked outside the Gaoxin dormitory. Pushing each other with their elbows. Muttering that he didn't know what he was discussing.

"Come in if you want to come in!" Houtu scolded.

The three little guys hurriedly crawled on the ground and crawled in front of the back soil, and the slightly older ones said boldly: "Tiger, tiger patriarch...... He said he had found His Highness Gosin! ”

"Tiger Patriarch?" Hou Tu looked at the three of them suspiciously, but the picture of Julong's suspicion of the tiger patriarch appeared in his mind. Do you believe or don't you believe?

"General......" said another little man, "the tiger patriarch said, if the general does not hurry over, he is only afraid...... I'm afraid that His Royal Highness Gao Xin will ...... again"

"Got it!" Houtu interrupted the man's words, but the doubts in his heart grew like a snowball. The implication of the Tiger Patriarch's words is that Gao Xin is still alive, but what happened to Gao Xin's corpse that the little guys saw? It seems that this is the only clue at the moment. This mystery may only be solved by the Tiger Patriarch. Houtu looked up at a moth that kept fighting open flames, and suddenly relented, and said to himself: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger." Even if it's a trap, I'll fight even more for you! ”

Houtu strode out of the door suddenly, shouting in his mouth: "Where can the Tiger Patriarch say to meet?" ”

After the three little servants looked at each other, they breathed a sigh of relief and said in unison: "In the stone forest in the southwest of Huaxu abroad. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Houtu jumped on his own bird with his head held high, and soon merged with the stars in the sky.

The night wind whistled with goose feathers and heavy snow, and the three little servants stood in the wind but did not shiver. I don't know if it's because the night is too late, or because others have no time to take care of it in panic, so that these three little guys turned into three puppet logs and "clattered" to the ground, without attracting their attention......

The long night was endless, and the vast yellow sand came overwhelmingly again, and Julong unintentionally fell into the silt and couldn't extricate himself. With the earth's qi veins complementing each other, it is also easy for him to mobilize the spiritual power of the yellow sand, and it is not difficult to get out of danger. But after he tried to save himself three times and twice, he found that he was getting deeper and deeper.

Just when the mud and sand submerged his calves, he suddenly realized that the spiritual power of the natural earth was all used by him, unless someone else maliciously added it with his own spiritual power. But who else is there in this desolate place late at night?

Julong cracked a disdainful smile and said defiantly, "Demon Qi King, are you waiting for me?" ”

"You're coming much later than I thought." A cloud of netherworld blue fire suddenly burst out in front of Julong's eyes, and after the firelight, the black cloak enveloped Langya and fell from the sky, but it was suspended and floating in the air three feet away from the ground. It's like the scene where the two met for the first time in Xijiang City.

"Demon Qi King, I'm so interested! But like me, I have heard about the good scenery of the Gobi and yellow sand here, so I came to see it? Ju Long clasped his hands on his shoulders and looked at the Demon Qi King comfortably, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not diminish at all.

"Chi You is not here." Langya didn't pay attention to Julong at all, his eyes were blank and scattered.

"Chiyou? Of course he wasn't here anymore, he had already been lost after the Second Zhuolu War. ”

"The beast bow isn't here either."

The smile on the corner of Julong's mouth trembled for a moment, "The beast bow is a thing of Fuxi, naturally in our Huaxu country!" ”

"You don't have to expect Chiyou to help you attack Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor."

Julong pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders, and sighed: "Yes, since you know everything." I don't have to pretend anymore! Where is Chiyou? ”