Chapter 397 (1/2)

The crowd waited until almost noon the next day, and Jiang Zhuojun and his party didn't come back. It's not only the Jiang people who are upset, but yuxiaoxiao's gang are also worried.

”Nothing will happen?” The master asked.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the raging wind and snow outside the cave and said to Gu Xinglang, ”I'll go to Bodhi temple.”

Gu Xinglang looked into the cave. They not only wanted to see it, but also had to take the four little boys with them. Otherwise, the four children died of poison hair. What's the use of Jiang Zhuojun getting the medicine? But can these four children stand the wind, snow and bumps on the road?

Just when everyone was worried, the old Taoist came back. He was covered with snow and was not hurt, but he was very tired and cold.

”What's going on?” Gu Xinglang knew that things were bad when he saw the old Taoist priest like this.

The old Taoist shivered and said to Gu Xinglang, ”Jingshi has detained Jiang Zhuojun and them.”

”Buckle it?” Gu Xinglang whispered, ”for the Phoenix?”

”No,” said the old Taoist, ”I stood outside the hall and heard Jingshi monks say it was a ruby Phoenix.”

Yu Xiaodao said, ”then these bastards are defaulting?”

The old Taoist said, ”Jiang Zhuojun's martial arts are good. I can't get out without his protection. Princess, son-in-law, they are going to send Jiang Zhuojun to Yongsheng temple. ”

”What about the antidote?” Mrs. Liu rushed to tianxingzi and asked loudly.

The Taoist priest looked at the woman with red and swollen eyes and haggard face and started fighting. Does he still think he can get the antidote back?

”My brother, how are they?” Jiang yueniang came over with a thick branch and asked the old Taoist in a hurry.

Taoist priest, look at the Jiang clan. Finally, there is another person who knows how to ask Jiang Zhuojun about the five of them“ Injured, ”the old Taoist said to Jiang yueniang,” but if Jingshi wants to send his brother to Yongsheng temple, he won't kill him for the time being. ”

”Don't ask what you want Jiang Zhuojun to do?” Gu Xinglang whispered to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest took a look at Gu Xinglang. He could see that Jiang Zhuojun was the life of seven murders. Don't ask, you can certainly notice.

”You talk,” Yu Xiaoxiao urged.

”I don't know,” the old Taoist shook his head. Now is not the time to say that.

Xiao Wei then said, ”can't we save these four children?”

There was a silence.

”Wen Ze!”

A woman's shrill cry came from the depths of the cave.

Surprised, Mrs. Liu turned and stumbled to the depths of the hole.