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"Where did he go?"

Dai Ze and Wen Lan used the Lightness Arts and went through a forest. When the black fog in front of them scattered, they saw a figure that faintly collapsed.

"Thirteenth Senior Brother, over there."

Dai Ze's expression turned cold, the two of them anxiously rushed forward, when they saw that the previous Fox Demon had fallen, they heaved a sigh of relief, the Fox Demon had been struck in the forehead, and was already dead.

"Then where did Feng Lingju and Eldest Brother go?"

They looked around and suddenly heard some noises coming from the water, causing Dai Ze and Luo Hua City Mistress to stare at the water.

Two people walked out of the water that was parallel to the moon. The man in white walked unsteadily out of the water as he held the youth in his arms. Water dripped from his body and fell to the ground.

On the young man's lower abdomen, a hideous wound was continuously bleeding.

They gasped.

Soon after, they saw the man's lips slightly close, as if he was saying something. In the next second, the wound on the youth's abdomen was actually slowly healing.

With a slight tremble of his hand, the clean Xuan paper was immediately dyed black by the ink. Dai Ze was startled.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

Wen Lan walked past the window, raised an eyebrow and glanced at the xuan paper, and asked indifferently.

"Not at all."

Dai Ze immediately rolled the paper into a ball and threw it to the side.

"Oh."

Wen Lan nodded and prepared to leave.

"Thirteenth Senior Brother, wait a moment."

Dai Ze pondered for a moment, then called out to Wen Lan.

"What's the matter?"

Win stopped and looked at him coolly.

"En..." "Kind of."

Dai Ze scratched his head and paused.

Wen Lan looked at him, "What's the matter?"

Dai Ze was still in a dilemma on how to start the conversation.

"Yeah, before, we …"

Halfway through Dai Ze's words, suddenly, a disciple hurried over.

"Thirteenth Senior Brother, Senior Brother Dai Ze, Sect Leader has something to talk to you two about, hurry up and go over there."

"Oh."

Wen Lan acknowledged him, but he still looked at Dai Ze, as if waiting for him to speak.

Dai Ze coughed dryly, and then flipped down from the window, "Forget it, let's talk about it next time, after all, this matter is not something that I can explain in a short period of time."

"Yes."

"Let's go, I wonder what's the matter?"

Dai Ze and Wen Lan quickly walked forward.

Shen Qingchen walked into the great hall and sat inside. The desk in front of him was piled full of scrolls, was covered in profound robes, and there was no expression on his face. He looked solemn and serious.

"Sect Leader."

The two of them clasped their fists and greeted respectfully.

"Thirteen, Dai Ze, I have something that I want you two to take care of down the mountain."

Shen Qingchen said blandly as he put down the scroll in his hand.

"May I know what it is?"

Dai Ze stared blankly at him for a while before Wen Lan asked doubtfully.

"Since the battle at Yao Chi, Deputy Sect Leader has been missing for thirty thousand years. Now, their whereabouts are unknown, and even though there have been disciples searching for them, they have not been able to find anything. So, I want Thirteen and Dai Ze to go down the mountain and see if they can find any clues.

"Martial Uncle Mei? "Not already …"

When he mentioned this name, Dai Ze was startled. Everyone knew that this Mei Qiyao had already disappeared thirty thousand years ago, and in these thirty thousand years, there had been no news of him at all. The disciples of the Mount Kunlun had almost flipped through the entire Six Realms, but there was still not a single piece of news.

Wen Lan fiercely glared at Dai Ze, causing him to forcefully swallow his words, and said. "This disciple understands."

"Get ready, and go down the mountain. If you can't find it, then come back."

Shen Qingchen slowly closed his eyes and said.

"Yes."

The two withdrew.

Dai Ze walked out of the hall and sighed, "Thirteenth Senior Brother, how do you think we should look for this? The Six Realms is so huge, sigh. "

Wen Lan was expressionless as he opened his mouth, "I will eventually find her."

"But …" It has been thirty thousand years and he has not returned to the Mount Kunlun. If not for Martial Uncle Mei abandoning the Mount Kunlun, he would have died.

Dai Ze lowered his head.

Although Dai Ze's words were not nice to hear, it was still a fact. Wen Lan thought for a moment, and only muttered, "When the boat arrives at the bridge, it will naturally go straight."

Dai Ze shot a glance at him, the distinct edges of his face looked straight ahead, and sighed, suppressing the curiosity in his heart, "Let's go, when are we going down the mountain?"

"Immediately."

Dai Ze screamed at the top of his lungs, on the verge of tears.

After the two of them left, Yun Muzi slowly walked into the great hall.

"Sect Leader."

Yun Muzi bowed straight at Shen Qingchen.

"Elder, no need to be so courteous."

Shen Qingchen said indifferently.

"The Deputy Sect Leader has been missing for tens of thousands of years. Even the Supreme Lord Tai Qing had not been able to avoid finding traces of immortality. I'm afraid something bad may have happened to him. If that's the case, why do we have to continue searching?"

Yun Muzi sighed and said.

Shen Qingchen did not answer and stayed silent.

Feng Ling Jue and Hua Liuyue had been drinking for a few nights and were completely drunk.

Luo Qingdeng pushed open the hall's door and the smell of alcohol permeated the air, causing him to unconsciously frown. Looking at the bottles scattered on the ground and the two people lying down, even Luo Qingdeng could not help but have his veins bulge.

Sighing helplessly, Luo Qingdeng walked to the feet of the lying Feng Lingjue, bent down, and reached out to lightly push him. "My lord, my lord, it's time to wake up."

Feng Lingju opened his eyes in a daze, "What is it?"

"Your subordinate deserves to die."

Luo Qingdeng suddenly said.

"What now?"

Feng Ling Jue rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"Lord, the matter that you instructed me to do earlier, the target ran off overnight."

Luo Qingdeng said.

Hearing this, Feng Ling Jue immediately sat up, "What did you say?"

"It seems like the target found out about our underlings' incompetence, that's why we let them escape."

Luo Qingdeng knelt down and lowered his head.

"Really."

Feng Lingju's drunkenness had completely disappeared. He stood up and rubbed between his eyebrows, "Could it be that he doesn't know that this is very dangerous?"

Luo Qingdeng, "We have already sent people to continue investigating, please forgive us."

"Forget it, I'll go find him myself."

Feng Ling Jue pondered for a moment, and then said.

Luo Qingdeng was startled, "Master..."

"Since I've found it, I will naturally return. I will have to trouble you these past few days."

Feng Ling Jue put on his outer robe, and said indifferently.

"This subordinate understands."

Luo Qingdeng nodded in agreement.

Feng Ling Jue flicked his sleeves and left.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]