Chapter Seventy-Eight: Searching with All Might

The little soldier's words inadvertently reminded Ling Tianqi that where wild beasts haunt, it was especially unsafe at night. And after Ling Tianqi heard these words, the worry in his heart became even stronger. Feng Liuwu is just a girl's family, although her kung fu is not weak, but if she really encounters it, with her reflexes, I am afraid she will not be able to cope with it.

"Xiao Wu, where are you?" Ling Tianqi silently asked himself in his heart, where was it.

"Pass the order, speed up the search, no matter what, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death." Ling Tianqi's tone was very sharp, like three feet of ice in winter, freezing people shivering.

The little soldier didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him at all, lowered his head, bowed to the side, and immediately went to look for someone.

Ling Tianqi looked into the distance, the misty clouds, the sun was still shining, but there was already one missing, and he didn't know where to look for it.

When it was dark, Ling Tianqi returned to Ling Guo's military camp in a gloomy manner, and the fatigue of the day had already been manifested at this moment.

"I'm back."

"Yes."

The candles in the tent were lit up with a faint glow, and since the phoenix dance disappeared, the conversation between the two of them became less and less, and every time they spoke, there were only a few simple conversations.

"Haven't found it yet?" After Gu Yuancheng finished speaking, he regretted it, didn't he ask knowingly, pick up a stone and hit his own feet. Looking at Ling Tianqi's down-and-out appearance, he knew that he must have not found anyone.

"It's really like her character to go, but has she ever thought about me." Ling Tianqi's eyes were particularly dazzling in the dark night, he was already handsome and incomparable, but he had been wearing a mask for many years, no one had ever seen his true face, only those eyes, which he did not hide.

"Apocalypse, I've thought about it, if you insist on keeping her around, then stay. Since my objections are useless, it is not interesting to say so much. Whatever you want, just do it. This may be the biggest concession Gu Yuancheng can make, no matter how much, he really can't do it.

If it weren't for Ling Tianqi being his brother for many years, he wouldn't let it go at all.

"Is it sincere? If it's not sincere, then there's no need to force it. Ling Tianqi's low voice sounded, and there was silence between the two of them again.

"Apocalypse, I think we need to sit down and talk. If this continues, it is not a solution after all. Gu Yuancheng thought for a long time before he said this, indeed, they need to have a good talk between them, because one woman, two people have a quarrel to this point today. He believed that neither of the two of them wanted to see this kind of result, Ling Tianqi had his pride, so it was better for him to say it.

After a long while, I heard Ling Tianqi's answer: "Wait, when we find Xiao Wu, we will talk." ”

The tone was hoarse, and it was entirely due to the fatigue of several days of sleepless work.

Ling Tianqi really didn't have the energy to discuss this issue with Gu Yuancheng now, Feng Liuwu's whereabouts were unknown, he was not in the mood to say anything to him now, and he was more worried that he would hurt others because of his uncontrolled emotions.

But these words completely changed their meaning in Gu Yuancheng's ears, if they couldn't find Feng Liuwu, then the relationship between the two of them might never be restored to the past.

Gu Yuancheng felt a little bitter in his heart, what is the brotherhood of more than 20 years?

"Don't worry, I'll go out to find it myself tomorrow, you've been tired for a few days, take a good rest. I'll do my best to get her back for you. After speaking, Gu Yuancheng crossed straight over, and without any salute, he walked out of the camp directly, and there was a lonely back under the faint light of the candlelight.

The moonlight outside the tent is very soft, how much people's hearts are hidden under the moonlight, who to talk to, and who to worry.

Gu Yuancheng sighed slightly, sure enough, older people prefer to be compassionate.

But in the final analysis, Gu Yuancheng is only in his early thirties, so where to start with the old word.