Chapter 125 (1/2)

Liu Yidao's heart is like being pierced by ten thousand knives. Looking at Liu Shouyang, who has been disabled for life, and the coffin parked in the mourning hall, his heart is empty and disillusioned.

Qi Deng has felt the sadness of Liu Yidao, the sadness of death.

”Tomorrow is the day of my brother's funeral. Nothing is as important as this. Deputy commander Qi, please report back to the childe. As long as this matter is solved, the fast knife sect will follow the instructions. ” Liu Yidao's voice is somewhat decadent and helpless.

”Well, Master Liu is quick. Naturally, we can't force Master Liu at this time. Although this seat focuses on major events, it is not completely inhuman! ” Qi Deng naturally knows Liu Yidao's mood at this time. He also knows what relaxation is.

Qi Deng finished, paused for a moment, and said, ”Master Liu, I'm sorry for the change!” After that, he walked away with the scribe.

Looking at Qi Deng's fading figure, Liu Yidao's eyes were as deep as the night sky.

In a big house in Guiyang City, ye Kurong, the son of the blood moon, stood in the courtyard, and his light blue eyes looked at the front aimlessly. In front of him, the figure of Jackie was shaking back and forth.

”There is such a beautiful woman in the world. It seems that my son's trip to Guiyang is not in vain.”

He thought of the elegant and beautiful shadow of Qin Ji in his heart. A trace of heat was revealed in his light blue eyes. He came to Guiyang because he received a letter from a flying pigeon saying that the whereabouts of the remnant map were unknown. He urgently ordered his disciples to summon two Dharma protectors to Guiyang for the sake of the remnant map.

But as soon as he saw Qin Ji, he left the remnant picture behind. There are two Dharma protectors. You don't need to worry too much about the remnant map.

He was bored looking at the whirling shadow of the trees swaying under the moonlight, as well as his long figure. A disciple of XueYue cult flew over, knelt on one knee, hugged his fist and saluted: ”Sir, after those teenagers left, they first went to the Guiyang building, and then went to the Wu temple.”

”Went to the Wu Temple again?” Ye Kurong felt very surprised and asked, ”what are they doing in the temple of martial arts?”

”Mr. Hui, the Wu Temple is very lively tonight. Several groups of people went to the Wu Temple one after another. Those people were the last to leave. According to my subordinates, their trip must be related to the remnant map. ”

Ye kuerong gently raised his hand and asked, ”do you know where they finally went back?”

The disciple was stunned and then replied, ”when the disciples saw that they left the temple of martial arts, they were eager to come back and recover their lives, so...”

”Waste!” Ye kuerong spit out two words in his anger without taking him to finish.

Startled, the disciple quickly pressed his hands on the ground, kowtowed and said, ”yes! My subordinates understand. ”

”I must know their whereabouts before noon tomorrow, or you can kill yourself!”

Ye kuerong gave a cold hum. Although his voice was as charming as a woman, there was a sense of dignity and murderous spirit in it.

”Yes! My subordinates will not let you down! ” The disciple Gong Sheng promised and kowtowed his head again. Then he slowly stood up, turned back and strode away.

At this time, the moon has shifted to the west, and it is close to the ugly time.

No trace lay in bed and couldn't sleep. In his heart, he thought about what had happened in the temple of Wu.

Qi Deng, ye Kurong, Mu Kyushu, Liu Yun and others all appeared for the sake of the remnant picture. Obviously, everyone is watching his every move now, and I don't know how many people are watching.

He didn't take these things, these people to heart. After all, it is impossible to complete the investigation of residual map clues secretly. In this Guiyang, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at this remnant map that I don't know where.

Is the temple of martial arts really related to the remnant map? This is the question he thinks most now. He couldn't be sure, but the treasure of Zhenmiao said by the little thieves who met in the Wu Temple tonight made his first reaction that it might have something to do with the remnant map.

How can an official seal hundreds of years ago be related to the remnant map? He doesn't understand now. Maybe it doesn't matter at all. The remnant map is the remnant map, and the official seal is the official seal. A priceless official seal, which has been around for hundreds of years, may have disappeared long ago.

He couldn't figure it out.

The moonlight outside the window is like practice, sprinkled on the ground through the window lattice, with a faint chill.