Wang Yun was under the care of Master Miaoyun of Feiyun Temple, and his body recovered quickly. In their free time, the two often practice their skills.

Master Miaoyun told him the key to the Kongtong knife technique. Early in the morning, Wang Yun bid farewell to Shitai and embarked on a journey to find Ji Xiaoniang and Xiaoqian.

During the days of separation, he had been concerned about them. He didn't know, what was Ji Xiaoniang's injury after falling off the cliff?

I don't know if that simple and kind little Qian is safe? He thought as he walked all the way. Walking on foot in the desert was difficult, and he had to find a camel or horse.

The remnant sun in the distance is like blood, and the yellow sand under his feet is long. In the evening, the desert is particularly lonely and desolate. Occasionally, a few geese flying south chirped and flew south.

A kind of desolation hit Wang Yun's heart. At this time, a middle-aged man in green clothes in front of him was dragging his legs on the ground, crawling step by step.

It seemed that he was seriously injured, and he stretched out his hand weakly and said to Wang Yun, water, water, I want to drink water.

At this time, Wang Yun turned around helplessly and patted his bag, which was already empty. In the past few days of hiking, he has also run out of ammunition and food.

He leaned down, picked up the wounded man, and asked, "Why is the injury?"

Then he closed his eyes and died.

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