Lu Lao had been waiting for Lan Feng to come back but had not returned, he was so anxious that he wanted to look for it several times, thinking that this was an experience that he had personally agreed to, and he stubbornly resisted the impulse in his heart.

After pacing around the edge of the career, after several psychological struggles, he finally decided to find out, even if it was to take a look at it and prove that he was safe.

In his heart, he has long regarded Lan Feng as his own child, not only a master-apprentice relationship, but also a father-son relationship.

At the beginning, his parents entrusted it to him, but in front of them, he swore that he would not let Lan Feng be hurt a little, but now...

Lu Lao's heart was full of self-blame: Feng'er, you must not have anything to do, you are here as a teacher.

At his level, tearing the void to reach thousands of miles away was just a matter of blink of an eye.

When he came to the Ghost Infant Gobi Desert, with years of experience, he immediately felt the aura left by the collision of spiritual power, and without saying a word, he immediately went towards the deep desert.

Looking at the messy desert, his brows furrowed slightly: "It's strange, the enchantment here should have just rioted, why is it like nothing has happened now." There are still traces of the fight at the scene, and the level of spiritual power is not low, who could it be?"

Lu Lao carefully checked the surrounding environment, not daring to be sloppy, for fear of missing any clues.

Sure enough, he picked up the blasted stones on the ground, felt the slightest coldness, and fell into deep thought: The eldest princess of the Northern Cold Divine Palace in the Forgotten Sea seems to be cultivating this unique Ice Cold Dream Cicada Technique, and she is the only one in the world, and she can't be wrong. I have some friendship with Nan Nizi's ancestor, and I hope she knows Feng'er's whereabouts. Without taking a break, Lu Lao galloped towards the north......

In order to prevent accidents, Ouyang Feng rushed to the family day and night. He didn't care about stopping for a moment, because he knew that this matter was too high to be sloppy.

I don't know when, he has come to a forest, after a spell, suddenly a large cloud and mist slowly gathered around, not long after, out of the cloud and mist came out of the two middle-aged strong men, all of them look like a tiger's back and bear waist, each person's right arm is tattooed with a monster that looks like an eagle and not an eagle, like a kun and not a kun.

"Young Master, are you here? The palace master and old man have been waiting for you for a long time. One of the middle-aged strong men said respectfully, Ouyang Feng nodded, and walked straight into the Cloud Gate, and the two strong men immediately followed.

The clouds gradually dissipated, revealing the plaque on the cloud gate: Lingyu Shrine.

"You little bunny, you're back. But I'm in a hurry, and someone brought it back?"

Looking at Ouyang Feng, who was walking quickly, Ouyang Yishi hurriedly greeted him and asked.

Ouyang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Oh, grandson, don't you feel at ease about my errands?

"That's good, why don't you let that Nizi out quickly? We can't let the family suffer, we invite people to be guests, and we still need the courtesy. ”

With a sound of answer, he summoned the pagoda and released her. "Bing'er has made you suffer, if you don't have to tie your hands early, you will be able to avoid the pain of flesh and skin, you don't know how much my heart hurts. ”

Looking at Ouyang Feng's hypocrisy, Mo Bing just looked at her coldly, she knew her current situation very well, and she had to bow her head under the eaves.

"I've really wronged you, Qin Jia Nizi. Who told my grandson to like you so much, I, who is a grandfather, can't help his bitter begging. You know, I'm just such a grandson. Then in the next few days, please be a guest at our Ouyang house for a few more days......"