Red Heart Survey

The Yuheng peak tilted, and the city of the three mountains shook.

Not far from Yuheng Peak, Dou Yuemei in military uniform suddenly turned around and flew back to the City Lord's Mansion.

Landing, disarming, soothing.

"Go get the smile back. He doesn't have to run so far."

She ordered like this, and walked briskly into the study.

The commander of the city guard who had been guarding the city lord's mansion turned from surprise to joy, and finally burst into tears.

"Subordinates go immediately!"

City Lord Dou, she...was planning to go to Jieyu Hengfeng alone today.

After closing the door for a long time, she finally made such a decision.

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

Alone, determined to challenge that mountain again.

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

But I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, she didn't have to go anymore.

From now on, Shubi Peak is cleared, Yuheng Peak is down, and within the Sanshan city area, there is only Feilai Peak left as the source of fierce beasts.

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

...

...

On the way back to Fenglin City.

"Okay!" Bai Lian jumped up and down like a little girl with her hands behind her back: "What I look like depends on what you think!"

"I don't want to think about it anymore." Jiang Wang cupped his hands and said, "Let me go first."

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

"No."

"Then you have a smile."

"..."

"Look, I'm really angry!"

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

"I only know how to take care of my sister, so you don't care about my sister?"

"...Miss Bailian, is there anything else you can do?"

Bai Lian looked at him, seeming to appreciate his helplessness, with a smile in her eyes.

"Sister..." She changed the subject suddenly: "It's okay, you can go."

Jiang Wang just felt baffled, but he was very upset at the moment, and it was of course a good thing to be able to escape. So he left without hesitation.

"What a cruel man." Bai Lian looked at his back and smiled softly.

At this time her voice was still soft and gentle.

But just turning around, the temperament changed suddenly.

The whole person rose from the ground, and white fire ignited around his body. The fire was burning, but it gave people a cold feeling.

Right at this moment, from the direction of Yuheng Peak, a rumbling black light swept over.

Bai Lian's body is like a meteor of white flames, colliding with it resolutely!

The black light melted away, revealing an old man in a white robe. His wrinkled face seemed to be no different from other old people, but his long hair was so black that not a single white hair could be seen.

He stopped at a high altitude, stretched out his hand, almost endless black light poured out from his hand, condensed into a giant hand, and pressed down with one palm.

But before the collision, Bai Lian turned around. Turning into a white streamer, he passed through the gap between his fingers and went straight to the east.

"snort."

The old man with black hair only snorted softly, but he didn't know what to do, he was already in front of Liu Guang.

Senbai Liuguang also seemed to have been prepared long ago, turning again and again.

The old man Wufa obviously didn't have the patience to play cat and mouse, but once again stepped in front of Senbai Liuguang and clasped his hands together.

The black light flew like a band of light, instantly binding the ball of white light.

Then the white light escaped, manifesting a woman with a graceful figure.

But the old man with black hair frowned instead, he raised 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 flew into the air around the white flame, a white lotus seed fell to the ground.

When Sen Bai Liuguang fled, the seeds germinated instantly, and a rapidly growing lotus blossomed out.

Bai Lian stood up from the lotus, smoothed the scene casually, and galloped away close to the ground.

Not long after she left, the old man with black hair landed here, raised his eyes and looked around, but where could he see a figure?

He has a master who specializes in tracking under him, caught a ray of breath on Yuheng Peak, and pointed him in the direction. So he set off to come, but was slightly blocked by the cunning woman with a false body, and he lost his track.

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

He wasn't annoyed, he just let out a long sigh.

...

Jiang Wang returned home with a complicated mood, and lay down on the bed without doing anything else.

His time has always been very full, except for accompanying Jiang An'an, there are few gaps.

No matter controlling Yuan Jue, Four Spirits Body Refining, or 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 came to mind for a while. Because of Zuo Guanglie's death, Zhuangguo's envoy was humiliated by Chu not long ago, and the Daoist Academy's resource support for his disciples, Dong Ayu, the headmaster, earnestly asked him to practice well and serve the country in the future...

For a while, it was also Zhuang Guo. It is the smoke and fire that he has heard and seen through the streets, those hard-working farmers, those hunters and herbalists who risk their lives, and the countless people who cannot protect themselves in front of fierce beasts. .

Until now, he didn't know whether his choice in Yuheng Peak was wrong or right.

Jiang Wang has been a very thoughtful person since he was a child. Said that he wanted to be admitted to the Taoist Academy, so he worked tirelessly and left home when he was young. Wanting to see the scenery of flying to the sky and escaping from the earth, I have come all the way to the present.

He has always had a firm goal and pace, but at this time, he feels confused.

Zhuangguo is the country where he was born and raised, and of course he loves this country.

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

He has no answer.

...

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

But seeing a white cloud falling down, it condensed into a little crane, circled around the courtyard a few times, it didn't look aggressive.

Jiang Wang pushed the door out with some doubts, and the little cloud crane 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--

Jiang Daoyou:

It has been nearly a month since Yuheng left.

Waiting for a long time for a fellow Taoist to not arrive, it is expected that Qingyu is dishonest.

On the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Yunhe Market. Please meet with me to repay your great kindness.

If you see Yunhe, please send a reply.

The inscription is: green rain on the cloud.

After Jiang Wang finished reading, a wisp of cloud appeared on the letter paper, winding into a pen shape, hanging in front of him. It seemed to be urging Jiang Wang to answer. And the words on the cloud note have been erased.

Thinking about it, Ye Qingyu, such a proud daughter of heaven, has never owed a favor. When the Yunzhong Order was sent out, it was hoped that the two would be cleared up as much as possible. If it were a person who knew the name of the High Heaven Pavilion, he might have already planned how to use this order, or the peerless exercises, or the treasures of practice. However, Jiang Wang didn't care about it at all, and even gave Jiang An'an the Yunzhong Token because of its beautiful appearance. Locked in her small box together with all kinds of gifts she received.

Jiang Wang didn't know what kind of grand event Yunhe Market was, but he could guess that it must be a gathering of rare and rare things. What Ye Qingyu meant was probably to help Jiang Wang choose a treasure from the Yunhe Market, so that he could be calm.

But Jiang Wang really didn't feel that he had much kindness to Ye Qingyu. He heard about Ye Qingyu's methods and treasures later, and thought that even if he hadn't intervened at the time, he could have escaped unscathed.

Among other things, Pavilion Master Lingxiao, will you not equip your only daughter with life-saving means?

Jiang Wang himself is even more unwilling to do things that threaten to repay his kindness.

So he immediately picked up the cloud pen and wrote:

What's the point of doing something with a little effort? There are younger sisters at home, so it is inconvenient to travel far. The mountains are high and the water is long, and the rivers and lakes will meet again.

It was over when it came here, and Yunhe would fly back to where it should go.

But by mistake, Jiang Wang added another sentence.

This sentence is simpler and more casual:

I have a question. Doing the wrong thing for the right purpose. is it right?

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