Guang Ji saw the entire space at a glance, and the ground was burned a lot.

As for whether the little beast would hide underground, Guang Ji didn't have to doubt it, and he didn't mention the blocking of the formation, just this Yang Chi power was gathered from the ground, if he could live underground, he could lie down and sleep on the ground.

Guang Jicai glanced around, and suddenly, a ring was exposed, "Huh?", he reached out and held it in his hand, feeling slightly cool.

What kind of treasure is this? It can't be burned?

This storage ring, firstly, is extremely rare, and only outstanding scholars on Nanhua Mountain have the opportunity to obtain it, and secondly, there is Lin Pinghe's formation guarding and hiding on the ring.

A mountain monk who can only use the formation and has not systematically studied the formation will think of the name of the storage ring for a while, and I am afraid that he will not dare to think about it.

But Guang Jicai was not in a hurry, there was time to ponder slowly, received the ring into his arms, waved his sleeves, the earth shook slightly within a radius of half a mile, the ground flashed, and thirty-six flags rose into the sky, rotated rapidly, merged into one, and fell back into his hand.

After this place, Guangji sneered, his body moved, and he ran into the depths of the jungle.

After that, the two old men did not linger and followed closely.

All that remained was a bare and sunken earth pit, which stood out in the middle of the dense forest......

Somewhere on top of an unknown cliff.

A black-robed young man stood on the edge of a cliff with his head held high, and at his feet, a man in a blue shirt lay motionless on the ground, bleeding from his back......

Wang Yangdao, who was in a fluttering windbreaker, looked into the distance, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and muttered: "Make a move during the foundation building period, at this hour, you will also ...... Damn it!"

......

Outside the Lin family's village, a thousand-mile horse rushed straight forward, without pausing to slow down, and rushed into the ruined village.

Lin Pinghe..... Lin! Peace!

Guo Han shouted loudly.

The surroundings were quiet, and the sound spread to the open field, and not even an echo was formed.

Guo Han rode around the village inside and out, carefully observing the traces that might be left behind, spreading his divine sense from time to time, and constantly expanding the scope of observation.

The handsome young man finally gave up looking for a needle in a haystack, and couldn't help but sigh anxiously: "Where did you run away, you idiot!

"Driving~"

Guo Han turned around and returned to the remnants of the Lin Mansion again.

The night was slightly cool, and some of the black-painted buildings were covered with autumn leaves blowing in from nowhere, adding a bit of gloom to the quiet village.

Guo Han came to the front of the Lin Mansion, this place just took a few brief glances, there was nothing to block the line of sight, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and now it seems that the clues that are most likely to exist Lin Pinghe's whereabouts have to be found here.

The boy dismounted and led the horse directly into the wallless yard, and there was already some black soot on the ground, which was the mark of the autumn wind.

"Dada, Dada~"

With the crisp trampling sound of horses' hooves, Guo Han looked around step by step and walked through the courtyard.

Suddenly, the wind became smaller, as if it was blocked by something, in this empty environment is a little strange, how can there be something to block the wind for no reason?

The young man's eyes flashed, he looked at the position on the left side of the backyard, and said secretly: If I remember correctly, this place should have been a firewood house. But...... How could it be destroyed so cleanly?

Guo Han pointed to the rubble on the ground, and threw it towards that position with his spiritual power.

Suddenly, the rubble seemed to be stopped by something in the air, and with a "pop!", it bounced back and fell back to the ground.

Guo Han's eyes shrank, there is a formation!

The handsome young man lightly touched the ground, his figure kept a little distance from the space, and with a stroke of his hands, the emerald green wind harp appeared in the bright light.

"Boom~"

A piano note with a wave mark shot towards the formation.

I saw that the emptiness suddenly appeared faint ripples and shook.

Guo Han just tested it, and said secretly: The weak defense should be arranged in a hurry and used to conceal, maybe...... It was Lin Pinghe's doing.

"噌~噌~"

Guo Han's eyes lit up, and several strong yet light piano notes hit the upper circle.

A large number of ripples appeared, as if they had been endured to the extreme, and with a "bang~", the formation disappeared.

However, Guo Han couldn't help but gasp, this is ...... Scholar Lin is invincible!!!?

Lin Wushu hadn't woken up yet, lying quietly on the ground, his body unconsciously twitching occasionally.

The handsome young man is used to seeing a lot of life and death, and the battlefield of tens of thousands of people is just idle, but it is rare to see such a cruel situation and being cut into a man!

Guo Han quietly hid the intolerance and resentment in his heart, took a deep breath, approached gently, and touched his neck.

The heartbeat is still there, and there is still residual elixir spiritual power in the body, but the body temperature is very low, and the important places such as the heart, lungs, and mind are all filled with cold breath, and the whole body is in tatters, which is completely forcibly hanging.

If it weren't for the fact that the elixir in his body still had medicinal effects, he would have been gone by now.

When Guo Han saw this situation, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart, the unknown enemy's methods were so ferocious, and he was completely unscrupulous to deal with Lin Pinghe, how could that kid's brain be caught in a trap!

Guo Han frowned, and now he can only go back and ask the hall master for help!

Thinking about it, time was pressing, Guo Han's spiritual power wrapped Lin Wuving, turned over his horse, and rushed back to Nanhua Mountain.

..........

The top of Nanhua Mountain, the medical palace.

Guo Han had already bought a quilt on the road, and delicately dragged Lin Wushu straight to the medical hall.

Along the way, the disciples were all strange, what was this Guo Dianshou dragging a big futon for.

In front of the medical hall, two blue-shirted women were meditating and practicing at the door with their knees crossed, and when they saw Guo Han coming, a woman got up and said, her face was slightly red, and she said curiously: "Guo Dianshou, what is the matter with you in a hurry." ”

Guo Han gently put down the futon and arched his hand: "I want to meet the Lord of the Luo Palace!

The two women looked at each other, and the Miaoman woman pondered for a moment, her face was embarrassed: "It's not that my sister doesn't want to help you, it's just that the hall master has just finished refining the pill and is resting, so it's not very convenient." Otherwise, when the hall master comes out, I'll send you a message!"

Where does Guo Han dare to delay, this little scholar is already getting cold, since he brought him back, he has to save his life, otherwise if Lin Pinghe comes, how can he go to see him?

Guo Han bowed slightly, and said with a firm face: "Please also ask the two sisters to report that there is an important person who is seriously injured and can no longer hold on, and his life is at stake, so he has to come to Lord Luo for help!"

Then, he said seriously: "As long as the two sisters report it, even if Guo Han owes you two a favor, if you need it in the future, you will definitely help!"

The Miaoman woman thought slightly, glanced at the futon on the ground, bit her lip lightly, and nodded: "Okay, since that's the case, I'll try it, but if I can't see it, it depends on the meaning of the hall master and her old man." ”

Guo Han bowed again and said, "Thank you!"

The graceful blue-shirted woman turned around and entered the medical hall, and after a while, she walked out with a smile and said, "The hall master has promised to see you, you come with me." ”

Guo Han was overjoyed, and hurriedly took Lin Wushu and followed closely.

As soon as I entered the medical hall, a dark fragrance came to my nose, and I was relaxed.

After passing through the empty hall and stepping into the depths of the medical hall, suddenly, the eyes lit up, the roof was replaced by a piece of crystal, and a little starlight was sprinkled directly, shining on various elixirs and spiritual flowers to reflect the colorful glow and dispel a large area of darkness.

There is not a single permanent lamp in the entire medical hall, but it is beautiful under the illumination of supernatural plants.

The Miaoman woman who walked in front was wearing long hair, and she turned her head slightly to remind: "This kind of scenery is not common, you just happened to meet the flowering period." ”

Although it is beautiful, Guo Han's mind is not on these flowers, and Lin Pinghe's whereabouts have to be asked if Lin Wudi knows if he knows, so he said a little perfunctory: "It's really beautiful, I never thought that there would be such a sea of flowers in the medical hall." ”

The medical hall is not too big, and after passing through several halls and corridors, you will arrive at the place where Luo Minghua is practicing.

I saw thigh-thick vines everywhere in front of me, layered to form a natural dwelling - a large hall made of vines.

The graceful woman stepped forward, looked at a piece of vine and green leaves in front of her, and whispered: "Hall Master, Guo Dianshou has arrived!"

"Come in. ”

Suddenly, the green leaf Shu rolled open, revealing an entrance more than two meters high.

Guo Han glanced at this plant a few more times, and always felt that this vine was also looking at him.

Entering the main hall, it was empty, a huge Dan furnace in the center was curling with smoke, and Luo Minghua sat on a long vine several meters high, meditating with his eyes closed.

The Miaoman woman stood sideways, and Guo Han said respectfully: "Student Guo Han pays a visit to Lord Luo!"

Luo Minghua opened his eyes and glanced at the futon, frowned, and said coldly: "Guo Han, you are the head of the Le Palace, if something happens, don't go to Yang Caige, what are you doing here to find the old body?"

Guo Han said: "Yang Hall Master and Luo Hall Master are both students' teachers, although they are studying in the Music Palace, but Luo Hall Master wanted to introduce students to the Medical Palace to study, and he dare not forget!"

"Okay, didn't you come too?" Luo Minghua closed his eyes, deliberately evicted the guest, and said lightly: "Unless you are going to join the medical hall, otherwise, other things are hands-free." ”

Guo Han was embarrassed: "The Lord of the Luo Palace ......"

Luo Minghua interrupted: "Of course, if you can call Yang Caige to beg me to make a move, I am in a good mood, and I will also consider one or two." ”

The Miaoman woman pursed her lips and looked at Guo Han with some concern, the matter of the disagreement between her own hall master and Yang Caige of the Le Palace, everyone in the whole mountain knows about it, and as for Yang Caige's request for her own hall master, it is absolutely impossible.

Of course, the woman knew that the meaning of the hall master's words was that she didn't want to help, so she was ready to stretch out her hand and lead Guo Han away.

At this time, Guo Han ignored the woman's gesture, took a deep breath, and could only hope that Lin Ping and that strange thing could attract a little of her interest, with the mentality of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, he pointed to the futon and said: "This is Lin Pinghe's scholar Lin Wudi." Lin Jia Village was slaughtered, Lin Pinghe lost news after looking for the murderer, and Lin Mansion only left this scholar who still had a breath!"

Sure enough, Luo Minghua opened his eyes again.

Lin Pinghe? She was still quite impressed, wasn't she the person with purple and other talents who was made to be a gray-robed little guy by Old Man Qin and Old Man Zhang? At that time, she really made herself wonder for a while. I thought that you two old men don't want others, so it's better for me to take it. However, after Xu Chujie rose, his mind was a little lighter, and he just wanted to see what those two were sneaking up on.

Luo Minghua thought for a moment, and as soon as he raised his left hand, a vine above the main hall rolled towards the futon like his arm, with a faint dark green aura.

The dark green vines lifted the futon lightly and flexibly, rolling up the invincible Lin inside.

"Ahh

When the Miaoman woman saw Lin Wuving, she was so frightened that she couldn't help shouting, and hurriedly covered her mouth, restrained herself from being quiet, and stared at the unadult-looking young man who was tortured in the air.

How ruthless is this to commit such a murderous act?! This is a child in his early tens, right?

Guo Han saw Luo Minghua make a move, and his heart was a little relieved, at least this little scholar would not die for a while.

Of course, the best result is to wake him up and find a way to remind him where Lin Pinghe has gone......