Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 93 Who is in the cloud to send a brocade book?

  The peak of Yuheng is tilted, and the city of Sanshan shakes.

  Not far from Yuheng Peak, Dou Yuemei in a uniform suddenly turned around and flew back to the city lord’s mansion.

   Landing, disarming, and soothing.

   "Go and get the smiling face back. He doesn't have to run that far."

   She ordered this, and walked briskly into the study.

  The leader of the city guard, who had been guarding the city lord’s mansion, changed his expression from surprise to joy, and finally burst into tears.

   "Subordinates go right away!"

  City Lord Dou, she... originally planned to go to Jie Yuheng Peak alone today.

  Closed the door for a long time, she finally made this decision.

  After sending away her daughter and son one after another, she wiped off the red makeup and put on a uniform.

   Alone, determined to challenge the mountain again.

  The mountain she picked was not the mountain outside the city, but the mountain in the heart.

   But I don’t know if it’s luck or misfortune, she doesn’t have to go anymore.

  From now on, the vertical pen peak is clear, and Yuheng peak is down. Only one Feilai peak remains at the source of the beast in the Sanshan city area.

  Only one-third of the number of beasts left, for the entire Sanshan City, it is no longer an unbearable pressure.

  ...

  ...

  On the way back to Fenglin City.

   "Alright!" Bai Lian carried her hands on her back, and the little girl jumped twice: "What I look like depends on what you think!"

   "I don't want to think about it anymore." Jiang Wang arched his hands: "Farewell first."

   "Hey." Bai Lian opened her hands and stopped in front of him: "Are you angry?"

"No."

   "Then you laugh."

  "..."

   "Look, I am really angry!"

   Jiang Wang didn't want to be entangled, and said helplessly: "I rushed back to take care of my sister."

  "You only know to take care of your younger sister, so you don’t care about your sister?"

   "...Miss Bailian, what else do you have?"

  Bai Lian looked at him, as if admiring his helpless appearance, with a smile in his eyes.

   "Sister..." Her conversation suddenly changed: "It's okay, you can go."

  Jiang Wang only felt inexplicable, but he was very confused at this time, and it was of course a good thing to be able to get out. So he left without hesitation.

   "What a cruel man." Bai Lian smiled softly while looking at his back.

  At this time, her voice was still soft and soft.

   But it was just a turn around, and her temperament changed suddenly.

  The whole person rises from the ground, and a white fire is burning all around. The fire was burning, but it felt cold.

  Straight now, from the direction of Yuheng Peak, a rumbling black light swept across.

  The body of the white lotus is like a meteor of white flames, and it will definitely collide with it!

  The black light turned away, and an old man in a white robe appeared. His wrinkled face seemed indistinguishable from other old men, but his long hair was jet-black, and he could not see a single white hair.

  He stopped high in the sky, with one hand sticking out, almost endless black light gushing out of his hand, condensed into a giant hand, and pressed down with one palm.

  But before the collision, Bailian had turned around. Incarnate as a white streamer, pierce through the gap between your fingers and head straight to the east.

"Humph."

  The old man Wufa only hummed, and did not see how to move, his body was already in front of the streamer.

  Sen Bailiuguang also seems to have been prepared long ago, turning around again and again.

  Obviously, the old man Wufa did not have the patience of cats and mice, but once again stepped to Senbai Liuguang and held it with one hand.

  The black light flew like a band of light, and instantly bound the white light.

  The white light escaped, revealing a woman with a graceful posture.

  But the old man Wufa frowned, lifted his footsteps, and walked away.

  The woman also disappeared like smoke at the same time, she was not a real person.

  ...

  Almost at the same time that the white lotus was flying around the white flames, a white lotus seed fell on the ground.

  When Senbai Streamer fled, the seeds germinated instantly, and a rapidly growing lotus flower came out.

  White lotus stood up from the lotus, smoothed the scene easily, and galloped away against the ground.

  Shortly after she left, the old man Ufa landed here, raising his eyes and looking around. Where else could he see a figure?

  He has a master who specializes in tracking. He caught a breath on Yuheng Peak and pointed him in the direction. So he set off to rush, but was slightly blocked by the sly woman with a fake body, and he had lost his track.

  At this time, it was too late to wait for the tracking master to come over.

  He wasn't annoyed, just a long, sigh.

  ...

  Jiang Wang returned home in a complex mood, did nothing, and lay straight on the bed.

  His time has always been arranged very full, except to accompany Jiang An'an, there are few gaps.

  Whether it is the Control Yuan Jue, the Four Spirits Refining Body, or the Purple Qi Donglai Sword, it takes a lot of time to practice, and the cultivation of Dao Yuan is even more time-consuming.

  But he doesn’t want to do anything now.

  Zhuang Guo was in my mind for a while. Because of Zuo Guanglie’s death, Zhuang Guo’s messenger was humiliated in Chu not long ago. The Taoist Academy’s resource support for his disciples, Dean Dong Ayu earnestly wanted him to practice well and serve the country in the future...

   is also Zhuang Guo for a while. It was the fireworks he saw through the streets and alleys, the hardworking farmers, the hunters and medicinal pickers who risked their lives, the countless people who could not protect themselves from the beasts. .

  Until now, he didn't know whether his choice at Yuhengfeng was wrong or right.

  Jiang Wang has been a very creative person since he was a child. Saying that he was going to be admitted to the Daoyuan, he took pains to leave home. Want to see the scenery of Feitian Dundi, I have gone all the way to now.

  He has always had firm goals and steps, but at this time, he felt confused.

  Zhuang Guo is the country where he was born and raised. Of course he loves this country.

   But the choice he made, is it love for this country?

  He has no answer.

  ...

  At this moment, he heard a crane sound, so he looked out the window.

  But when I saw a cloud of white clouds falling down, it condensed into a small crane. He walked around the courtyard a few times, and it seemed not aggressive.

  Jiang Wang opened the door with some doubts. The little Yunhe flapped its wings and flew in front of him, turning into an envelope and falling down.

  Open the soft and delicate envelope, inside is a beautifully designed invitation card and a piece of paper of the same material.

It says-

   Fellow Jiang Dao:

  Farewell from Yuheng, it is almost a month old.

  Waiting for a long time, the Daoist will not come, it is expected that Qingyu is not sincere.

  The sixteenth lunar month, Yunhe Shangji. Please meet with you to repay your great favor.

  If you see Yunhe, please send us a reply.

  The signature is: Green Rain on Clouds.

  After Jiang Wang finished reading, a cloud of air appeared on the letter paper, which was wrapped in a pen shape and hung in front of him. As if urging Jiang Wang to answer. And those words on the cloud paper have been erased.

  I want to come to Ye Qingyu, the proud girl of heaven, and never owe favors. When I sent the order in the cloud, I hoped to make the two clearings as much as possible. For someone who knows the name of the Lingxiao Pavilion, I'm afraid that I have already planned how to use this order, or a peerless exercise method, or a treasure. But Jiang Wang didn't care about this at all, and even the Yun Zhong Ling, because of its beautiful appearance, he gave it to Jiang An'an. Locked in her small box together with the various gifts she received.

  Jiang Wang didn’t know what scale the Yunhe Shangji was, but he could guess it. It must be a collection of rare things. Ye Qingyu's intention was probably to help Jiang Wang choose a treasure from the Yunhe Merchant Collection, so that he could be calm.

  But Jiang Wang really didn't feel that he was so kind to Ye Qingyu. He later heard about Ye Qingyu's methods and treasures. He wanted to come back even if he didn't intervene at the time.

  Don’t say anything else, Pavilion Master Lingxiao, will he not equip his only daughter with a means of life-saving?

  Jiang Wang himself, is even more reluctant to do things that confess his gratitude.

  So he immediately picked up the cloud pen and wrote:

  With a little effort, what's the point? There are young girls at home, so it is inconvenient to travel far. High mountains and long rivers, meet again.

  This is the end when he comes here, and Yunhe will fly back to where it should go.

  However, Jiang Wang added another sentence.

  This sentence is simpler and much more casual:

I have a question. Do the wrong things for the right purpose. is it right?

  　 Thank you book friend Ayao Shen for your reward! Ask for a recommendation ticket! Why didn't I ask for a ticket, the ticket was half less!

  (End of this chapter)