Wu Mochong now ordered his group of subordinates to go to the surrounding areas of the capital to inquire about the situation, whether they could find useful information or not, and gather outside the city in three days. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Moreover, they are also required to disguise themselves so that they will not be discovered by enemies outside the territory.

It's best to work separately, or in pairs, and don't let people see through it.

Their main task is to find those people from the major martial arts sects who are still alive in the capital, and try to rescue those who can be rescued, and if they can't be saved, then let them die with peace of mind.

The most important thing is not the personnel of these martial arts sects, but those Emei little masters, if they meet, you can not save them, but you must rescue those Emei little masters first.

It is estimated that these little masters have also been scattered in the capital, but if they can be rescued, it will be counted as one.

Wu Mochong arranged a task for them, and these subordinates had already gone to the capital.

However, with their current strength, as long as they don't meet particularly powerful masters, it's a trivial matter to retreat with their whole body, after all, they are all first-class masters, and there are a few top masters, it's no problem to escape, as long as it's not a tendon.

Wu Mochong closed his eyes at this moment, using the map he was carrying, and the next moment, he had returned to the desert, his own territory.

As soon as he returned to the desert, he found a strong wind passing by, he quickly blocked it with his arm, what happened, why did he have enemies in his desert station, and as soon as he came back, he was attacked by others?

However, although it was a sneak attack, there was nothing to do with the arm, and when he lowered his head carefully, he was in a groove, what kind of thing is this, it seems to be cow dung or horse manure, who is so lacking in virtue that he actually used this thing to sneak attack himself?

When he looked up again, he found an angry cute face looking at Wu Mochong.

"The surname is Wu, you don't say a word when you leave, so that the child is alone in your place these days, and there is not even a ghost, you don't know how lonely I am. Ling Xiaoyou said there.

Sure enough, it was such a bear child who attacked him, and there was horse manure to sneak attack him, the key question, did he wash his hands?

Ling Xiaoyou came to Wu Mochong's side angrily, stretched out his hand and wiped it on Wu Mochong's face, and washed his hands......

Belch......

Wu Mochong really wants to beat up this bear child, it's so fucking hateful.

"You're not lonely, you're afraid of the dark, right?" Wu Mochong said.

"Afraid of the dark, what are you kidding, am I a person who is afraid of the dark?" Ling Xiaoyou puffed out his chest and looked very manly.

"If you are not afraid of the dark, you are afraid of ghosts. After Wu Mochong finished speaking, he walked forward, he really didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with this bear child here about some useful and useless.

"Hey, surnamed Wu, where are you going, rest and leave me alone to go out to show off again!" Ling Xiaoyou turned around and followed closely behind Wu Mochong.

After walking a few steps, Wu Mochong couldn't help frowning when he saw Ling Xiaoyou following closely behind him.

"You follow me when I go to the toilet, do you want to help me wipe my buttocks?" Wu Mochong said.

Ling Xiaoyou glared and said, "You came back just to go to the toilet?"

Wu Mochong said: "Yes, is there anything that can't be done?"

Ling Xiaoyou said, "You used the function of map traversal, just to go to the toilet?"

"Isn't that okay? There's something strange about this, all the fuss. Wu Mochong said as he walked towards the latrine.

Ling Xiaoyou was afraid that Wu Mochong would take advantage of his absence, so he sneaked away after a while, but fortunately he followed behind Wu Mochong and saw that he really entered the toilet and stood outside, motionless.

"The surname is Wu, where have you been playing these days, without bringing children?" Ling Xiaoyou asked from the outside towards the inside.

"Squatting in the pit, I don't have time to speak, I'll talk when I'm done squatting. Wu Mochong's voice came from time to time.

"Why can't I talk when I squat, I can still eat when I squat. Ling Xiaoyou said outside.

Wu Mochong's surprised voice came from inside: "Eat while pulling?"

"You don't talk nonsense, who eats while pulling. "Ling Xiaodemon is angry, how can he arrange himself like this, this is going to be spread, and he still wants to mix in the martial arts.

"You're scared the hell out of me, but don't eat while you're in the pit. Wu Mochong said.

"Why?" asked Ling Xiaoyou, who didn't understand.

"You're not afraid of on your hands, fool. Wu Mochong said.

"Oh, got it. Ling Xiaoyou said.

After a long time, Ling Xiaoyou stood outside with a little chills, and shouted inside, "The surname is Wu, did you fall in, why didn't you make a sound for a long time?"

Shouted three times in a row and no one paid attention, hurried over, shouted again, still no one paid attention, Ling Xiaoyou kicked open the door of the toilet, and as a result, there was no one inside.

"The surname Wu, you really sneaked away again, the bastard, next time you come back, the child must tie you to the rope and see where you run!" Ling Xiaoyou stumbled and said, sure enough, after a while, this surnamed Wu didn't know where to run, and slapped him again, Ling Xiaodemon was so angry, tears were about to flow down.

These people only care about playing by themselves, but they don't care whether a child is in danger here, whether they eat and drink well, they are too unsympathetic.

Throwing a child in the desert and ignoring it is maddening.

They only cared about coming back and going out again and again, and he seemed to be here...... Dog?

Dedicated to the gatekeeper surnamed Wu?

Oh my God, Ling Xiaoyou was crying, this was too miserable for her life.

Forget it, while they are not there, since he goes out and doesn't take himself to play, then he has to give them a good look, Ling Xiaoyou turned his head and glanced at Wu Mochong's station, and he decided to put a big fire.

Now, Wu Mochong has made this place so beautiful, if he burns a fire, he will burn Wu Mochong's station to him, and see what else he has to say.

Well, just do it when you think of it, Ling Xiaoyou jumped up and went to light the fire.

Ling Xiaoyou didn't know why he came up with such a clever idea of setting fire, it was estimated that when the surnamed Wu came back and saw his station burned to the ground, he didn't know what a wonderful expression he would have on his face.

Will he kill himself with hatred?

It's impossible, I'm the book's pet, without his surname Wu, and the author Rabbit gives himself a head, I'm afraid of a bird.

set fire to it, set it on fire, and burned Wu Mochong's belongings that he had finally gotten, and burned his mother to a clean light.

Hahahaha.

In the firelight, a child with a hideous face looks like a ghost, in this vast desert, the sky-high firelight is like a desert on the white ground, and the arrogant heart of Ling Xiaoyou.

Hmph, although he lit a fire and watched these things burn into ruins in the fire, Ling Xiaoyou was instantly scared, he was really afraid that the surnamed Wu would come back, and in a fit of rage, he killed himself.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Xiaoyou had to find a place to hide, he was going to go to Master Rabbit to take refuge temporarily, but after thinking about it, it was too easy to be exposed, however, the martial arts were so big, where could not go, so after Ling Xiaodemon set a fire, he ran away without conscience.

It is estimated that Wu Mochong didn't know that he had managed to get the belongings, Wudang's, Shaolin's, and Emei's belongings, but because he didn't take Ling Xiaodemon out to play, he let the bear kid set a fire and burned it to the ground.

On that blazing night, a child fled on a lonely road.