More than half a month has passed, and Ouyang Xun has not come back, although there has been no news from the Dugu family, Xiao Cong is still a little weak in his heart, so he decided to take Hongxiang and Zainong to look at the various teleportation arrays.

When he told Master Gui about this, Master Gui looked very happy—he must have been even happier in his heart, after all, after all, so much time had passed, and he was definitely in a hurry.

However, before going to find Ouyang Xun, Xiao Cong first went to Wuweiguo to see how Xingliuyun was doing.

With the wonderful use of the lighting spell, Xiao Cong directly found Yin Nuo and Huo Hao who were still waiting in secret, and listened to Yin Nuo say that since he joined the army with Xingliuyun, nothing has happened, and he has always been like other soldiers, sleeping on a long bunk, eating in a big pot, sleeping on a cloth and straw mat, and swallowing coarse rice with chaff, I'm afraid no one can believe it, this is actually from the eldest young master of the Xing family, who was once the head of the four royal families.

In this regard, Xiao Cong didn't feel strange, he didn't even feel a trace of it, he learned from the pain, he had experienced the disaster of extermination, Xingliuyun should also reflect on it, besides, the hardships he is facing now can make him feel more painful than the great changes in the family and the death of his parents?

But as the old saying goes, hearing is false, seeing is believing, after listening to Yin Nuo's report, Xiao Cong still couldn't help but take a sneak peek, in this afternoon when the scorching sun was in the sky, he saw the cold Xingliuyun on the martial arts arena sweating like rain, obeying orders and listening to commands, every action was done extremely harsh in place, Xiao Cong felt a burst of sourness, he suddenly felt, no, he was afraid, the once unruly and resourceful star boss may never come back.

After a faint sigh, he silently turned his head and quietly left with a gloom.

Yin Nuo and Huo Hao were still left by Xiao Cong in Wu Weiguo to take care of Xingliuyun, and he himself took Hongxiang and Zainong to a deep mountain and old forest, set up a high-level teleportation array, and stepped into it without hesitation.

For Ouyang Xun, stepping into Xiao Cong's high-level teleportation array, the destination is uncontrollable, but for Xiao Cong himself, he can go wherever he wants according to his heart, but if nothing goes wrong, the teleportation array will generally teleport people to the closest place with a teleportation array.

Xiao Cong summed it up, the closest to the Youlan Valley seemed to be the Beyin Mountain that he passed through when he went to the Yang Desert, at that time, he also had a whim, and casually laid down a high-level teleportation array at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't expect this to come in handy, if the teleportation array was not destroyed, Ouyang Xun must have been teleported there, and Beyin Mountain has beautiful scenery and dense mountains, it is indeed a good hiding place.

The three of them came to the place where there was a high-level teleportation array at the foot of Beyin Mountain, and looked into the distance, there was no one around, in front of them was a verdant mountain with dripping mountains, and in their ears was the murmuring of flowing water, insects and birds were harmonious, and they felt gentle and long.

Xiao Cong laid a maze array next to the high-level teleportation array, and the tracing disk showed that Ouyang Xun had indeed been here, and after the surprise, he followed the guidance of the tracing disk all the way, and finally came to the broken Dao Temple on Beyin Mountain.

Stepping into the extremely clean yard, he saw the silver-bearded crane bearded fairy wind bones, and he still remembered the shabby dress - a Taoist robe had been washed and wrinkled, but it was decent to wear on his body.

Xiao Cong bowed and bowed,

"I've seen my seniors. ”

Lao Dao stood in the courtyard, holding the float with his right hand, smiling kindly and naturally,

"Where don't we meet in life, little friend, I didn't expect us to meet again. ”

Xiao Cong smiled politely,

"I didn't expect my seniors to remember me. ”

"Beyin Mountain is located in the middle of nowhere, sparsely populated, there are not many people who come here for sightseeing, and even fewer people come here up the mountain, I can remember Xiaoyou, this fact is not unusual, not unusual. ”

"I wonder if my predecessors have ever seen a young man more than half a month ago?" Xiao Cong asked.

Lao Dao nodded,

"Yes, yes, a very burly young man, but he is seriously injured and has not yet woken up. ”

Xiao Cong couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and shouted in a lost voice:

"How serious?"

Lao Dao sighed,

"When I found him, there was only one breath left, and now, almost half of his breath is hanging there, and I don't know what he has survived until now, alas, he is a hard-working man, and the sky is not up to him, I am afraid that he can only resign himself to fate. ”

Xiao Cong tried hard to suppress his emotions - if he could have come out to find Ouyang Xun earlier, Ouyang Xun would never have suffered so much, and prayed:

"I hope that the seniors can take the juniors to see him. ”

Lao Dao turned his head lightly and stretched out a hand to make a "please" gesture,

"Come on, over here. ”

The three of them followed the old Taoist priest to the backyard - the courtyard with a teleportation array in the middle, entered the second low house on the left-hand side, and saw Ouyang Xun lying on the bed with a bruised face and a distorted face, his big mouth was half open, and he twitched from time to time, as the old Taoist said, there is more air out, less air intake, and it is really all hanging on half a breath.

"Ah Xun!"

Xiao Cong stepped to the side of the bed in a few steps, squatted down and looked at Ouyang Xun motionlessly, his eyes were red in a flash, Ouyang Xun in pain seemed to tilt his head, this seemingly coincidental action made Xiao Cong think that he was still conscious, so he quickly picked up Ouyang Xun's wrist, his fingers were clasped at the root of his palm, and he couldn't help frowning, he couldn't find any Ouyang Xun's pulse.

In this kind of torment of life that is worse than death, how did Ouyang Xun survive the past 20 days! But what has he been doing in the past 20 days? Reading books, drinking tea, and having a long talk with Master Gui...... He asked himself if he had Ouyang Xun as a friend in his heart, but it made him feel more and more guilty and embarrassed, and even embarrassed.

took out one of the most precious pills from Jiang Caijun's mustard, gently put it into Ouyang Xun's open mouth, and then ruthlessly, holding Ouyang Xun's head and lifting his chin upwards, there was a "click" sound, and Ouyang Xun closed his mouth.

Hongxiang exclaimed,

"Brother, you're going to toss him to death like this!"

Xiao Cong turned a deaf ear, slowly put Ouyang Xun's head back on the pillow, then took a deep breath, his open hands were flat on the dantian and slowly rose, and several magic seals were formed like flowing water, and then his left hand was put back on his chest, and his right index finger was pressed against Ouyang Xun's eyebrows, and the white true qi visible to the naked eye flowed out from Xiao Cong's fingertips, and from the center of his eyebrows into Ouyang Xun's body, and then began to swim along the meridians of his body.

Hongxiang's small mouth opened slightly, and he said worriedly:

"What is my brother doing?"

Zainong replied:

"Xiao Sigongzi is using his own source power to repair Ouyang Gongzi's injuries. ”

"The power of the origin ......" Hongxiang's face became extremely difficult to look at, "If the power of the origin is exhausted, won't my brother be wasted!"

Zainong nodded,

"Theoretically, this is indeed the case, however, in my opinion, Xiao Sigongzi's origin power seems to be a little different from others, and it may not be used much to heal Young Master Ouyang's injuries at all. ”

"But it will have a great impact on cultivation, won't it?"

Zainong sighed, nodded reluctantly, and said in a deep voice:

"This is Fourth Young Master Xiao's own decision, and we should respect it. ”

Hongxiang turned his face to look at Xiao Cong, exhaled heavily, and stopped talking.