Under the plane tree, the moonlight leaked, and the clothes of many women fluttered with the night breeze, and the fragrance was blowing, but it was mixed with the smell of burnt broken walls. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the stone table, a small stove is placed, with faint white gas on it, a glass tray next to it, and five white jade cups on the reverse side.

The leaves fall from the treetops and eventually fly away with the night wind.

Everything was quiet and quiet, only the sound of the wind and the distant flow of water could be heard.

Here on the periphery of the Wushuang Palace, there are two people sitting next to the stone table, one is Zhao Rao and the other is Zhuo Bing.

Behind Zhao Rao stood a predetermined face, she kept her head buried in her head and didn't speak, her eyes were full of sadness, and occasionally she would look blankly at the reverse of the Wushuang Palace that was burned down, a desolate color.

Behind Zhuo Bing stood Guan Yexin, looking around all the time, not for a moment, twisting the placket of his clothes with one hand, and tapping his lips with one finger.

Dressed in a fiery red Luo skirt, her small face was serious, without a trace of superfluous expression, she was looking around and quickly turned around, her face finally had some more color, and she turned her head happily and said quickly.

"Mother, they're back!"

Hearing this, these people woke up like a dream, especially Zhao Rao, who stood up from the stone bench because of excitement, and there was a faint uneasiness in her clear eyes.

But I didn't dare to express it too much.

However, Zhuo Bing was much more indifferent, and glanced at Zhao Rao slightly sideways, Zhao Rao saw it, smiled, and finally sat down slowly.

In the dark distance, three women in the green shirts of the Peerless Palace were walking here, followed by two men behind them.

One is the outstanding-looking Zhuang Wu, who is carrying a big axe on his shoulder, and on the other side is sitting on the house river, at this time the house river is swaying his legs, looking like he has nothing to do with himself.

Behind these people, followed by a young man and woman, who were whispering something at this time, the man seemed much calmer, and was whispering comforting the woman.

After a while, several people arrived under the plane tree, first gave a simple salute, and finally stood in different places according to their identities.

Among them, Jiang Ruyu and the house relics stood at a very far distance, both of them were a little hesitant, and the other three disciples of the Wushuang Palace were facing Zhao Rao.

Zhuang Wu stood behind Guan Yexin, and at this time, Fangchuan had already rushed down, and was whispering to Guan Yexin.

Zhao Rao didn't move, at this time, the tea on the stone table was just right to see it, and began to pour tea for Zhao Rao and Zhuo Bing diligently, Zhao Rao fiddled with the white jade cup and didn't move.

Zhuo Bing raised his eyebrows and looked at the three disciples of the Wushuang Palace, frowning slightly, but he didn't say a word, and sighed slightly, as if there was nothing.

Not far away, black smoke was rising from the ruins of the palace of the Wushuang Palace, which looked extremely embarrassed, and in a short time, the simple and exquisite palace before it no longer existed.

The three disciples in front of them clasped their fists, and one of the senior sisters of the Wushuang Palace stepped forward and hurriedly said: "Second Miss Qiqi, there is still no trace of the palace master, and at the same time, the Wushuang Palace has basically been destroyed and is temporarily uninhabitable. ”

When Zhao Rao heard this, she glanced at the Wushuang Palace from a distance, her face calmed down a lot, and then she asked, "How about the casualties?"

Seeing this, the senior sister turned her head slightly and glanced at Jiang Ruyu next to her, with a hesitant look on her face, as if she didn't dare to report it.

This senior sister is the only remaining disciple of the Wushuang Palace for the longest time, named Huang Li, who is straightforward and the most likely to offend people.

has always understood Zhao Rao's temperament, so she didn't dare to answer easily, especially at this time.

The reason why she looked at Jiang Ruyu was because Jiang Ruyu and Zhao Rao had an extraordinary relationship, and secondly because Jiang Ruyu had a good relationship with her.

At this time, it is not suitable for her to come out at all, otherwise she will be unlucky!

The two disciples next to him buried their heads and didn't dare to speak, and Xiuzu shrank back slightly, and they didn't dare to stand out.

Seeing this, Jiang Ruyu first looked at Huang Li's, and then at Zhao Rao's frosty jade face, so he came forward and finally stood a little in front of Huang Li.

Hugging the sword first saluted Zhao Rao, and then replied quickly.

"Back to the second miss, because of the previous cannibalism of the disciples of the Wushuang Palace, there are only a few of us who are still alive. There were also several disciples who were injured, and Ruyu had already arranged for them to go down for treatment and rest. ”

"Give me a quasi-number, how many disciples of the Wushuang Palace are still alive?!"

Zhao Rao gritted her teeth, obviously, the answer given by Jiang Ruyu could not satisfy her.

Looking at her undulating chest, Jiang Ruyu knew that Miss was really angry, and she didn't dare to hide it anymore, so she quickly replied.

"There are Senior Sister Huang Li, Senior Sister Du Qingqing, Senior Sister He An, Senior Sister Yan Rong, and Ruyu. ”

Jiang Ruyu paused as she spoke, glanced behind her slightly, and then quickly continued to answer.

"The injured disciples were Ziyi, Baihua, Vanilla, Tao Xin, and Qinglian, and the other senior sisters and sisters were all dead...... He's dead. ”

In the end, Jiang Ruyu also lowered her head, very sad in her heart, she didn't expect things to happen like this.

Hearing this, Zhao Rao's shoulders trembled, her eyes flickered, her jade hand reached over and picked up the white jade cup, the tea in the cup rippled, and finally she slowly put it down.

After a long sigh, he turned his head to look at Zhao Rao, and after a pause, he said with a wry smile: "This time, it really completely ransacked the Wushuang Palace!"

Zhuo Bing put down the teacup and groaned slightly, then glanced at Huang Li and the others, and suddenly asked, "Palace Master Zhao Ying, and Zhao Ling'er, what news do you have?"

"You can't see anyone alive, you can't see a corpse when you die!"

Jiang Ruyu replied in a deep voice, and glanced at Zhao Rao cautiously, Zhao Rao was looking at her, unable to see her expression.

In an instant, several people were silent, and the atmosphere was strange.

Guan Yexin didn't like this strange atmosphere, she wanted to say something but was stopped by Zhuo Bing, and it didn't take long for Xiao Chun Hanxia to come back, so she found something to do.

Xiao Chun Hanxia still didn't bring back any good news, and they went to the Cloud Breaking Sect to investigate together, but they still didn't find anything wrong with the Cloud Breaking Sect.

It's just that they got reliable information that You Feng had already left the Cloud Breaking Sect and gone to the center of the falling city, as for where they went, they didn't know.

Zhuo Bing listened to these quietly, and then thought about the situation in the city, and then guessed.

"You Feng's sudden departure here should represent the meaning of You Yunmeng, and the most likely place for him to go is the Guan family, or the City Lord's Mansion. At this time, it depends on what his ultimate goal is. ”

"Then what is his ultimate goal, do you know?"

Guan Yexin moved his steps forward and asked quickly.

"It's hard to guess, but only by knowing the reasons for this massacre can we deduce their purpose. ”

Zhuo Bing shook her head slightly, she had actually been thinking about this question, but she hadn't figured it out.