Chongyang Palace.

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang hurried to the main hall after hearing that Guo Jing and his wife had come to the Quanzhen Sect, but they learned that the two had gone to the ancient tomb, so they had no choice but to stay quietly at the door of the main hall and keep looking out and waiting for the two.

Guo Jing and the others didn't let them wait for a long time, and after a while, the figures of Ma Yu and the four of them appeared behind the main hall, and Guo Jing saw the two anxious little figures at the entrance of the hall at a glance.

One by one, he shouted: "Ying'er! Unparalleled! ”

Turning around in surprise, Cheng Ying and the others saw Guo Jing and others walking behind the hall, accompanied by Huang Rong, Ma Yu and others.

Hurriedly walked up to the four of them, &nbp;&nbp;Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang first saluted Ma Yu and Qiu Chuji: "Master Ancestor, Master Qiu Ancestor." ”

"Hmm." Nodding, Ma Yu raised his hand to signal that the two of them did not need to be polite.

Qiu Chuji looked at the two new fourth-generation disciples slightly sideways and didn't say much, which showed that the mood was really not good.

Huang Rong took a few steps and held the hands of the two girls and asked, "Ying'er, Wushuang, are you two used to living here?" ”

Lu Wushuang quietly withdrew his hand from Huang Rong's palm, and glanced at the woman in front of him unnaturally, &nbp;&nbp; while Cheng Ying said honestly: "Aunt Guo is worried, &nbp;&nbp; we are doing well." ”

glanced at Lu Wushuang, who didn't speak, without a trace, and said with a smile: "That's good, by the way, do you know where you went?" ”

Speaking of Yang Guo, even if Lu Wushuang didn't like Huang Rong anymore, she immediately came to her senses, hurriedly grabbed the conversation and hurriedly said: "We haven't heard from him for a long time." ”

"Oh?" Huang Rong raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Lu Wushuang with an anxious face and asked, "Do you know where Guo'er went?" ”

"He didn't tell us anything." Lu Wushuang said excitedly.

Seeing that her cousin was in an unstable mood at this time, Cheng Ying on the side hurriedly explained: "It's like Aunt Guo, a few months ago, Brother Yang suddenly came to us and said some strange things, with a faint depression in his expression, as if he came to say goodbye to us. ”

"What's that?" Guo Jing and the others, who had already walked to Huang Rong's side, stared at Cheng Ying with blazing eyes.

"Uncle Guo, &nbp;&nbp; are two letters to us, &nbp;&nbp; Brother Yang said that he was going to look for his relatives, let's not worry about him, and he would come to us in three years." Cheng Ying nodded to Guo Jing and the others and said truthfully.

"Loved ones?" After listening to Cheng Ying's words, Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other, and Guo Jing asked Huang Rong suspiciously: "Rong'er, apart from us, does he have any relatives alive?" ”

Shaking her head, Huang Rong hesitated and said, "Rong'er doesn't know, he has never mentioned these to us. ”

Yes, Yang Guo's biological father Yang Kang passed away early, and he still died in Huang Rong's body, and his mother Mu Nianci has never heard of any relatives alive, so who are the relatives Yang Guo is talking about? Guo Jing and Huang Rong couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Seeing that several adults didn't speak, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang didn't dare to disturb a few people, but just stared at Huang Rong and the others expectantly, hoping that they could figure out where Yang Guo had gone.

After all, Huang Rong reacted the fastest, and when she saw that she really couldn't think of anything, she turned her head to look at Ma Yu and asked, "Master Ma, I heard that there was a fire in Chongyang Palace that day, &nbp;&nbp; and how many key criminals escaped?" ”

nodded, &nbp;&nbp; Ma Yu fell into memory: "Well, &nbp;&nbp; it's Peng Lianhu, Hou Tonghai and a few of them, &nbp;&nbp; we still guess"

Looking at Guo Jing and Huang Rong hesitantly, Ma Yu said in a deep voice: "We suspect that the person who let Peng Lianhu and the others go is Yang Guo."

"What?!" Guo Jing and Huang Rong were shocked when they heard this.

Others don't know it, forget it, but what the two of them are most afraid of is to let Yang Guo meet Yang Kang's former subordinates, this

The two of them know better than anyone how Yang Kang died tragically that day, Guo Jing and Huang Rong's current mood can be described as angry, one is that they are afraid that Yang Guo will easily listen to the slander of others before he is deeply involved in the world, so he will resentful of the two of them and turn against each other, which is the last thing the two of them want to see.

Seeing that Guo Jing and Huang Rong's faces became very ugly, Qiu Chuji asked curiously, "Jing'er, Rong'er, what's wrong?" ”

When Huang Rong heard this, she rushed to Qiu and squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, Master Qiu, we're just worried." ”

"Hmm." The two looked at each other slightly, and Guo Jing also nodded in response.

"Now without further ado, Rong'er and Brother Jing went down the mountain and instructed the beggars to help the disciples find it." Huang Rong praised Qiu and Ma Yu.

"Well, Rong'er is right, Master Qiu, Master Ma, and the matter of finding Guo'er cannot be delayed, so Jing'er will leave." Guo Jing also said goodbye.

"Well, we will also increase our search efforts here, and we will send someone to inform you as soon as there is news." Ma Yu also said in a calm voice, and Qiu Chuji on the side also nodded in agreement.

"Well, then Jing'er will leave."

"Master Ma, Master Qiu, Rong'er will retire first."

"Well, go ahead."

After a brief greeting between the four of them, Huang Rong took the hands of Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang and walked to the side and explained: "Ying'er Wushuang, the two of you can study art here with peace of mind, and there will be Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo over there to look for it, you don't have to worry too much." ”

"But," Lu Wushuang looked at Huang Rong worriedly.

"Don't worry, don't you still believe in Aunt Guo's ability, go back, we will definitely find it." Huang Rong gently patted the little hands of the two of them, and then walked quickly towards Guo Jing.

Guo Jing, who was standing not far away, also told the two girls: "Ying'er, Wushuang, you must listen to the master's words and don't run around, Uncle Guo will come to see you in the future." ”

"Okay, we will be obedient, Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo go slowly." The two responded crisply, Guo Jing is still easy to make juniors feel good.

"Hmm." Nodding with satisfaction, Guo Jing and Huang Rong turned around and ran down the mountain.

Looking at the rapidly disappearing figures of the two, Lu Wushuang asked Cheng Ying on the side softly, "Cousin, did you say that Uncle Guo would find Yang Guo?" ”

Holding Lu Wushuang's hand, Cheng Ying comforted softly: "Yes." ”

"Hmm"

At the foot of the mountain, Guo Jing looked at Huang Rong beside him worriedly and said, "Rong'er, did you say that your son?"

Looking at Guo Jing with a sad face, Huang Rong comforted softly: "It's okay, we will definitely pull him out before Guo'er goes astray, you are still the closest uncle and nephew."

Sighing deeply, Guo Jing sighed wistfully: "I'm really ashamed of my sister-in-law."

Western regions.

In the depths of the desert, a teenager wrapped himself tightly and staggered along the endless Gobi, surrounded by rolling yellow sand that made no end in sight.

The boy's lips were very chapped, like the arid cracked earth, cracks spreading, and his head was wrapped in a cloth that showed only a pair of tired eyes.

Pulling out the water bladder on his back, shaking the little water left in it, the young man continued to walk deeper with a determined gaze.

This young man is naturally Yang Guo, who has been on the run for more than a few months, after escaping from Zhongnan Mountain, he turned into a little beggar and inquired all the way to the direction of the Western Regions, and came all the way to blame him for his shallow experience in the rivers and lakes, and after coming to the Western Regions, he inquired about the location of the White Camel Villa, and ignored the dissuasion of pedestrians, and went to wait for the caravan to go together a few days later.

Instead, he came alone in a hurry, and he didn't even want to wait for a few days, which was naturally the reason why he heard that the road was not too far, but how could he, a southerner, know that in this harsh environment of extreme weather, the usual forty or fifty miles of road and the ordinary forty or fifty miles are not the same at all.

The usual dozens of miles can be reached in a day, but in this kind of ghost weather and ghost environment, just a few miles out of the passers-by are already exhausted, here the wind and sand are big, the road is difficult to walk, and the climate is unusually dry, which Yang Guo never expected.

But there was no turning back from the bow, even if it was difficult for him to go down, and I don't know how long it took, just when Yang Guo thought he was hallucinating, a place with green trees, green grass, fertile water and plants and picturesque scenery suddenly appeared in front of him.

In the distance, the white snow turned into a clear river flowing through this grassland, and when he saw the river, Yang Guo regained his strength and rushed desperately towards the river.

It's not an illusion, but it's true, Yang Guo plunged into the river and drank the clear stream in the river, and he was not afraid of suffocation, thinking that he was thirsty.

Raising his head comfortably, Yang Guo wiped his water-stained face and looked around, only to see that the grassland in the distance was surrounded by a large area of dense and towering primeval forests, and a large number of tall and thick fat cattle and sheep could be seen everywhere around the grassland, and the herdsmen who settled here could be faintly seen.

Looking up the mountain, a large number of palaces, castles, and residential groups were still faintly visible in a primeval forest, and his heart moved slightly, Yang Guo guessed that the palace must be the White Camel Villa.

Now that he has found it, Yang Guo is no longer in such a hurry to go up the mountain, but paced towards the herdsmen in the distance, staring at a group of fat sheep all the way, Yang Guo licked the corners of his lips, and now the top priority is to fill his stomach first.

But after negotiations, I found that the herdsmen here did not understand the language with themselves, and the chickens and ducks talked for a long time, and the dark-faced herdsmen knew that Yang Guo wanted to spend money to buy a meal.

Staring at the coins that Yang Guo took out, the herdsman man turned around and said to a woman with the same dark face, and after listening to the woman, he nodded and left, although Yang Guo didn't understand what they were saying, but he also realized that he might have gone to prepare a meal for himself, and took a few steps forward and put the money in the hand of the big man and whispered: "Thank you." ”

Although he couldn't understand what Yang Guo said, it didn't prevent Dahan from understanding Yang Guo's expression of gratitude, and nodded, Dahan beckoned Yang Guo to sit on a horizontal log, and he turned around and entered the tent not far away.

Yang Guo turned his head and looked around, and found that there were about a dozen such tents here, secretly thinking that this should be a small village like a mobile group, although this big man did not show malicious intent, but he was not familiar with his own life, so it was better to be careful in everything.

Yang Guo quietly took out the long sword on his back and hung it on his waist, quietly waiting for the big man to appear.

After a while, the big man walked out of the tent again, followed by a middle-aged man with a disfigured figure.

Yang Guo had been staring at the two of them since they appeared, and the vigilance in his eyes was full of meaning.

"Central Plains?"

“！？”

The middle-aged man who was out of whack glanced at the long sword on Yang Guo's waist and asked in a pure Central Plains accent.

Nodding hesitantly, Yang Guo stood up and looked at the white-faced middle-aged man and asked, "Is Mr. also from the Central Plains?" ”

Hearing Yang Guo's words, the middle-aged man's expression showed a touch of sadness, first shook his head, and then nodded: "I was taken captive."

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