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(41) Wanjing Niangniang

And not far from the hotel, on a large camphor tree that is hundreds of years old, two spectators are watching this farce.

"Since you are so reluctant, it's good for Lord Meng Zhang to stay."

A petite girl of thirteen or fourteen years old stood in the shadow of the camphor tree, pouting as she played with the hair of the person next to her. And the man in the dark robe stood in the wind, his clothes and belts gradually floating, he was no longer the original short dress, and there was a deep scar on his left eye, from the eyebrows to the cheeks, and there were many bandages wrapped around his body. It was a man named Cang.

"Nope. Even if I wanted to stay, it would be difficult to disobey Providence. I will need to be patient for a while before I can be reunited with my master. ”

Cang replied in a low voice.

"Hmph. I don't know what is so good about that woman, who deserves so much attention from Lord Meng Zhang, and besides, it is so strange that Lord Meng Zhang actually chose her as the 'master'. ”

The girl looked down at Tang Wan'er on the ground very unceremoniously, naturally she didn't take her seriously. She pouted, unconvinced to express her displeasure.

"Xianle." Cang called the girl's name, and there was a coldness in his tone, "My master only has 'Wanjing Niangniang', I will not do anything that violates my oath, even if I have amnesia, I will not make a wrong judgment." After all, it's a contract carved into the blood. ”

"Huh? Could it be that Lord Meng Zhang thinks that woman is ......"

"Alright. How is the thing I told you to do, is there any news of Yu'er? ”

Cang forcibly interrupted Xianle's words, which made Xianle a little unconvinced, but unfortunately Cang is the boss and she is a subordinate, and it is natural to listen to orders, so completing the task is what she should do.

"Lord Lingguang is still not heard from. Xianle wondered if Lord Lingguang was no longer in this world? ”

Cang fell into deep thought, his hand gripping the trunk hard, his fingers embedded in it. Xianle was afraid that he would accidentally break his hand and bleed.

At the end, Cang sighed deeply.

"It's also possible to be dead, maybe it's going to be another world? Anyway, if you continue to find out Yu'er's whereabouts, only he can use his treasure, but I'm just worried that he might be able to use it one day. ”

"Lord Meng Zhang is looking for Lord Lingguang just for this?"

"What do you say?"

Cang didn't break it, but Xianle was so smart that he shouldn't not understand the intention of what he did. After all, for his best friends whose life and death are unknown, of course, he will continue to look for them, at least to see people in life and corpses in death.

"Since I've been looking for so long and still don't have any clues, can I ask Lord Jian Bing of the Annexation Kingdom to help me find Lord Lingguang's whereabouts?"

Cang raised his eyebrows after listening to Xianle's suggestion.

"Even if I die, I won't ask for help from that dead ice! I want to vomit when I see that bastard's arrogant face! Fortunately, he is rolling in the annexation country, out of sight and out of mind! ”

Cang roared angrily, as if the topic was rather unpleasant to him.

He can't be blamed for that. Cang and Jian Bing have always been enemies, but others may think that they have a good relationship.

As long as Cang thinks of the man who is stinky and paralyzed, he feels very uncomfortable.

Every time, Jian Bing loves to raise the bar with Cang, and he is uncomfortable for a day without damaging Cang, of course, Cang is not a soft persimmon, so he will naturally fight back.

Then, it's easy to level up.

"I knew it."

Xianle helped his forehead, originally thought it was a good way, but he didn't even have to think about it at all.

And at this time, the sky was bright, Tang Wan'er seemed to sense something, looking around in the courtyard, calling Cang's name, and the sincerity of the love couldn't help but move even when she looked at Tang Wan'er's unpleasant fairy music.

"Lord Meng Zhang, don't you really go to see her for the last time, if you don't show up, I'm afraid this woman will keep looking for her. Can you bear to look at her like this? ”

Xianle reminded on the side, and Cang was silent for a long time.