"How many years has it been since you went back?"

The mouse counted with his fingers and said it must have been at least fifteen years. Speaking of which, he really missed the old man. This old man was interesting, haha... After drinking a little wine, he loved to tell us those dirty jokes in the mountains.

At that time, we were so scared that we didn’t dare go out to pee at night.

I said: "Yes, it has been so many years in a flash, we are both thirty, haha... let's go, we will pack up tomorrow, let's go back to see Uncle Hai first, and ask around, see if we can find out about the yin and yang

The whereabouts of the saint. Although it is like finding a needle in a haystack, if we can really get the Fuxi Bagua calculation method left by the Yin Yang Saint, we can know the next time when the Crow Temple will reappear on the Holy Mountain."

In fact, I had a purpose in inviting them to this place to talk this time. There are dangers hidden around us now. Even shrewd people like Na Lanhong and Nan Haiyue are being followed. It is estimated that that force has already taken control of us.

The tentacles have reached Changchun. The speakers in the bar are loud and there are so many people and dragons in the bar. Even if the other party has installed a bug somewhere, they probably won't be able to hear our conversation clearly.

I don't want my whereabouts to be exposed. Nalanhong and Nanhai Yue are both top-notch masters, and dealing with Fu Qichao is so troublesome. If we encounter an ambush on the way, we won't be able to deal with it.

By the way, I don’t know how Nalan Hong is doing now. Although I don’t want to curse him, I would rather Fu Qichao can support his footsteps as much as possible. Although this kid is not a bad person, he is very shrewd. If given

If he spares time, it is estimated that it will not be our turn to look for the Fuxi Bagua manuscripts.

Meihui and I returned home, and she went to bed early because of the exhaustion of the past few days. I had nothing to do and dialed Nalanhong's cell phone. The phone rang for a long time before he pressed the answer button.

"Hi! Xiaolan, I heard you were injured? Haha...are you okay?" I greeted hypocritically.

The whistling wind and his breathing came from the other party Nalanhong's microphone, but he was still so calm and composed. He smiled and said: "Haha... Don't worry, they are just superficial injuries. I'm sorry, brother, I'm thinking about it. Why?"

?Why did Mr. Nalan hear a bit of schadenfreude in your words?"

"Ouch... How dare you? How dare you? Who are you? You are a descendant of Ye He. You have great martial arts and are accompanied by beautiful women. I am just a scholar. Don't get me wrong. I am just caring. What? In the middle of winter?

Do you want to be romantic? This whistling wind is walking with us, Haiyue girl, on the Hunchun River?" Actually, I was testing his situation to judge how much time we had.

At this time, I heard a man's voice next to the phone shouting: "Master, they are chasing me again. You and Miss Haiyue go first! Let's stop these bastards!" After that, there was a deafening gunshot. It was estimated that they were being attacked.

Fu Qichao’s pursuit.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Xiaolan, it seems you are in trouble? Do you want me to go over and help now?" I still provoked him.

"Haha... I'm so grateful to my dear brother for caring about my brother. This is all trivial. I, Nalanhong, have been dealing with them a lot these days. Don't worry, I'm still holding on. What? You guys are back from Ilehuli Mountain?

Is it going well?" Nalanhong said with a smile.
Chapter completed!