Liu Yanlong has been following the Holy Maiden for many years, and his combat experience is also very rich, after unable to find the trace of the Holy Maiden, he calmed down and began to carefully examine the traces on the ground, hoping to find useful clues.

After a while, Liu Yanlong squatted on the ground again, reached out and picked up a small sawdust, it was very small, only an inch long, but there were cutting marks on it, which reminded him of the wooden sword in Lu Ming's hand.

"It seems that the wooden sword has been shattered, and a swordsman who has lost his sword is still a threat in front of the powerful saint?"

Liu Yanlong frowned and looked around at the silent darkness around him, but his heart did not relax, the disappearance of the saintess is definitely not a good thing, especially the time for a showdown with other saintesses is coming, if the saintess disappears without a fight, then this joke can be big, and his hard work and achievements for so many years have come to naught.

Liu Yanlong gritted his teeth and commanded his subordinates: "You people, now immediately set off from here and look for the periphery until you find the Holy Maiden." ”

His subordinates knew from Liu Yanlong Tieqing's face that something was wrong, so they didn't dare to delay, and immediately replied: "Yes, my lord." ”

"You have to remember one thing, no one is allowed to spread this news until the Holy Maiden is found, otherwise, it will be a luxury for me to let him die!" Liu Yanlong said with a fierce face.

As the day dawned, the frost of the cold nights of late autumn melted away, and the earth was covered with a layer of mist, and the rejoicing felt as if they were in a fairyland, and those who were gloomy would add a layer of sorrow and gloom.

The streets have begun to be full of people, and most of them are walking towards Jiantang Square. They were talking to each other, all about what they had seen and heard during the battle against the sword students, and when it came to the excitement, each of them was dancing with their eyebrows.

Leng Jian's eyes standing at the door looked at the void, and when these people passed in front of him, they all felt a cold, as if they had passed in front of an ice cellar.

The swordsmen turned their heads to look at it, and when they saw that it was a cold sword that was absolutely proportional to the sword realm, they thought back to his battle process in the past two days, and then looked at his current face. They all shuddered. Walked away at a rapid pace.

Leng Jian is in a very bad mood now, from last night to now, he has not seen Lu Ming's figure, the crux of the problem is that no one knows where he has gone.

can be ruthless on the appearance of the sword hall ring. It's not conceivable. How turbulent the undercurrents of this world really are.

Leng Jian, who has a lot of experience, knows. The competition for resources, the eradication of dissidents, is almost always brewing or happening.

Lu Ming did things safely. There are many means, and this night's disappearance is definitely not accidental!

Leng Jian was anxious, but he searched near the station for a long time, but he couldn't find the slightest news about him, his departure was like a sudden evaporation, without a trace, and now he could only wait for news from others.

Bang bang bang......

Zhuo Ligetu shook his huge body and ran back, his feet were unusually eager, he entered the house and said directly: "I have checked the nearby woods, and there is no Lu Ming at all, and I have checked carefully, and I have found no traces of the bark being peeled." ”

At this time, Nangong Huajian and Qing'er had also rushed back, and after entering the door, they all shook their heads, and their faces were very ugly.

"The young master is so powerful, it will be fine, we shouldn't worry too much. Qing'er said as if comforting herself, but the red circles under her eyes showed that she was actually insincere, and she was already worried to the extreme.

"He's going to be fine. Leng Jian nodded, and then said, "Qing'er, you go and prepare some breakfast for everyone, when you are ready, your young master may come back." ”

Qing'er's eyes lit up, and she happily agreed, so she went to prepare.

Zhuo Ligetu knew that Leng Jian wanted to divide Qing'er's heart, so as not to make this girl angry, but in fact, everyone's mood was the same.

"But, where can Lu Ming go?" Nangong Huajian dragged an injured hand, his brows furrowed.

Leng Jian shook his head lightly and said: "I have already inquired, in Fenghua City, the Lu family does not have any relatives except for a few shops, and I heard that Lu Ming, a loser, most people like to ask him for money, and there is no other relationship, only Ouyang Luo is okay with him, but he always scolds him not to be such a loser, and now Ouyang Luo has fled with Jian Zun, and the possibility of meeting him in a foreign country can basically be determined to be impossible." ”

"In this way, he didn't go to relatives, he didn't meet friends, and he didn't make wooden swords, so could he suddenly encounter some sword treasure, and then go with someone to buy it?" Zhuo Lige analyzed, he knew that Lu Ming's life was actually very simple.

"No, I still know Lu Ming's personality well, if there is a sword treasure appearing, he will definitely take us, and he will share it with all of us without us a penny. Nangong Huajian said with feeling.

"This is nothing, there is no that, so where the hell has he gone!" Zhuo Ligetu's meticulous temperament couldn't help but become impatient.

Leng Jian's face was also covered with a layer of even thicker frost, and an ominous feeling hit his heart, if any master was jealous of Lu Ming's talent and quietly stole him, then it would be a big deal.

Leng Jian didn't want this kind of thing to happen, but he had to put it within the scope of consideration, it seemed that it was time for a showdown with the two old-timers, if they came out, the possibility of finding Lu Ming would be doubled.

As for the trial competition, there is no need to worry, his opponents have already abstained from voting yesterday, and Lu Ming has successfully obtained the qualification to enter the national trial competition. After all, it is luck to win once with a wooden sword, so two or three times is not the case, and the swordsmen are not stupid, so they naturally see the gap in the realm, and abstaining is actually a kind of protection for themselves.

After Leng Jian talked to everyone, Nangong Huajian and Zhuo Ligetu also felt that this matter was not trivial, and it was time to tell the second elder.

"Hey, have you heard? Cheng Zifeng left yesterday, and he was in a hurry!"

"Gone? Could it be that he even gave up the battle for the title of Qing Yuanzhou's first day? This time he is very hopeful of winning it, this shouldn't be!"

"Yes, but I don't know if he wants to retain his combat effectiveness, and then surprise the audience when he competes in the country!"

The conversation of several swordsmen passing by at the door of the small building reached the ears of the three of them word for word.

"Cheng Zifeng left quietly yesterday?" Leng Jian's brows suddenly furrowed.

"Now it seems that Lu Ming must have been the first to get the news of Cheng Zifeng's departure, but this villain has injured you and me one after another, Lu Ming is absolutely impossible to let him go like this, he must be going to catch that villain!" Nangong Huajian stood up suddenly, and the violent movement made the gauze on the wound add a touch of red, but after getting the news, he guessed Lu Ming's possible whereabouts, and he was already unaware of this pain.

Zhuo Ligetu moved his fat chin, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes: "It seems that this possibility is very large, but after a night's time, if this matter changes, I will definitely make that villain pay a hundred times the price!"

"Well, now that you have the news, you shouldn't wait any longer. Leng Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword, and said, "You two are here to recuperate, I'll go and find out." ”

"How's that going to work? Zhuoligetu stretched out his left hand and grabbed the greatsword, got up and followed, and said, "Go, go together!"

Nangong Huajian didn't say anything, he had already picked up his sword and walked to the door first, and walked directly to the stable.

At this moment, in an unknown group of mountains, the rushing river has turned into several tributaries between the dense mountains and rivers, the river tends to ease, and the turbulent river water upstream washes this place like a small plain, and the large amount of sediment carried down gradually settles, and here and then it will form a small island, or a shallow.

The abundant sediment makes the land fertile and nourished by the river, and it is because of the scattered fields and all kinds of crops that thrive, and it seems that you can already foresee the smiles on the faces of the cultivators when they receive the goods.

Not very far from the riverbank, there is a small village, the smoke of the early morning cooking is slowly rising, a few dogs are running happily, occasionally a few roosters will fight because of the chassis problem, and tall fruit trees can be seen everywhere in front of the house and behind the house, the flowers on them are blooming luxuriantly, setting off this quiet and peaceful mountain village more like a paradise.

The people in the mountains are industrious, and at the entrance of the village, you can already see people carrying farm tools to the fields, and occasionally people carrying firewood racks up the mountain to chop firewood, and the simple mountain songs awaken the beginning of a day's life.

An old man walked into the mountains with a firewood knife in his hand, followed by a little yellow dog, who seemed to be going to chop wood, but his first destination was the river, which was his habit.

The old man used to come to the river every day to have a look, the stability of the river water can bring better harvests, and can also make future plans from the level of the river, what to plant in the drought, if it rains, to save more food, more dry firewood.

The old man has no true qi, he can't make his life richer like many swordsmen, and he can't think of more and better ideas without going out of the mountains, so he can only make the life of the people in the mountains smoother based on years of life experience.

"Woo Woo ......"

The little yellow dog let out a series of frightened screams, and its steps tried to rush forward, but instinctively it was backing and hitting the old man's leg.

The old man smiled kindly: "You little fellow, the rabbit leg last night was fed to you for nothing, if you meet a wild wolf in the mountains, you won't throw me away?"

The old man laughed and scolded in his mouth, but in his heart he felt that something didn't seem right, this place is close to the mountain village, and those wild beasts will never get half a step close to here when there is no heavy snow covering the mountain, just like people are afraid of wild wolves, in fact, wolves are also afraid of people.

But what makes Xiao Huang so afraid?

The old man clenched the firewood knife in his hand, opened his cloudy eyes, and looked into the distance, what was that? (To be continued......