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"Have you seen? Where?!"

"How is the kid now?!"

"Have you seen her grandma?!

The three of them stared at Zhang Qingxuan in disbelief.

They don't know that Zhang Qingxuan is good news except for himself.

How much good news will it bring to them?

Zhang Qingxuan will see the ins and outs of Jiang Zhilan and explain it to everyone.

After listening to Zhang Qingxuan's words.

The old Taoist priests are all in tears!

"No, go to Zhongling now and get the kid back

Somewhat surprisingly.

Ge Dabao was the most excited of the three.

On the contrary, his excitement made the Maoshan brothers a little bit awkward.

Lin Feiyun grabbed his sleeve: "We brothers are not doing anything yet, what are you doing with such a big reaction?"

"When I was young, I couldn't peek at Junior Sister Qiao Cui for nothing

Ge Dabao blurted out, and in the middle of the talk, the summer stopped.

"what?"

However, two gazes of ascending killing intent had already swept over him: "Have you even peeked at Junior Sister Qiao Cui?"

"Hey, hey, I tried it, but I didn't see anything, so I almost got blinded by a flying sword."

Ge Dabao quickly waved his hand to explain.

"Forgive you for your ability to sneak in, but it can't be helped by Junior Sister Qiao Cui!"

The two people who were pulling Ge Dabao from left to right, who was almost about to do it directly, heard this, and they withdrew their fists one after another.

After letting out Ge Dabao, Lin Feiyun quenched his words again: "Little dogs take mice and take care of their nostalgia."

Then she looked at Zhang Qingxuan and said, "The junior sister didn’t send this child back to Maoshan, or let someone bring news to Maoshan. There must be something wrong with it, or maybe she’s being stared at by some evil cultivator.

"Junior sister told me that she had captured some clues about the remnants of the ghost king that year, but she didn't specify it. Since then, if I contacted her again, I couldn't get in touch anymore."

"If there is no accident, it should be those ghost kings who swung down the remnants and found that Junior Sister was investigating them, and then they in turn attacked Junior Sister.

Regarding his speculation, Zhang Qingxuan was noncommittal.

Before it is completely determined, any possibility is very likely to exist.

However, some people don't think so like him.

Lin Feiyun's speculation sound just fell.

Ge Dabao immediately retorted: "You crow's mouth, do you have such a curse on your junior sister? Maybe junior sister Qiao Cui is still alive?"

Lin Feiyun did not argue, but slowly lowered his head: "I hope it's like that.

Ge Dabao was also silent immediately.

Yun Qi lowered his head and sighed.

"Master Qingxuan nephew."

Lin Feiyun held a fist to Zhang Qingxuan: "As I said just now, in order to avoid being frightened by the grass, we can't walk around casually."

"Could you please ask Qingxuan, Master Nephew, to take a look at the child again. If possible, I will bring her back to Maoshan. It is temporarily inconvenient, so I will take her to a safe place first."

"By the way, look for the place where she lives and see if there is any message left by Junior Sister Qiao Cui."

Zhang Qingxuan agreed.

He also thought so.

Go to Jiang Zhilan's house and search carefully to see if there are any clues left by her grandmother Lin Qiaocui.

at the same time.

Zhong Ling, which had been cloudy for several days, finally gave birth to the sun.

The scorching sun was shining brightly, with a hint of autumn tiger's aftertaste.

The small county around Zhongling is in a kindergarten not far from the county seat.

The decoration and furnishings of the kindergarten are still very new, and the powder on the walls hasn't lost much color. Obviously, it hasn't been long since the decoration has just been out.

But the overgrown weeds in the yard mean that it has been abandoned for at least two or three months.

It's such a very contradictory place, inside and out, up and down, even if it is daylight, it all reveals a thick weirdness.

taste

An old Taoist priest opened the lock of the iron gate in the yard with a key, and walked in.

He has a dignified look, wearing a yellow robe, a crown of yin and yang on his head, a peach wood sword hanging behind his back, a large yellow talisman on his waist, a money sword hanging up and down on his legs, fully armed to the extreme, walking on the road There was a rush of noise, and I walked to the biggest three-story building in the kindergarten.

Looking at the dead silence in front of me.

The old Taoist backhand took out an incense burner from the yellow cloth pouch on his back and placed it on the ground, then took out three incense incense with his backhand, and pierced the incense burner with both hands after lighting it.

He shouted to the building: "The resentful spirit inside, the poor way and the mirror, have no intention of offending, but just want your Excellency to do it conveniently.

"Pan Dao has adopted many orphans and has no place to live, so I just rented this place.

"If your Excellency can leave on your own, then everything will be fine. Between you and me, the well water will not violate the river water, but if your Excellency insists on staying here, tonight, Pang Dao will definitely want you to taste the power of the peach wood sword behind Pang Dao!

After the words of grace and power, the old Taoist turned and left.

Only three burners of incense were left behind, gurgling.

After walking out of the kindergarten and locking the door, the old Taoist's calm face instantly covered with cold sweat.

He couldn't notice the breath of Xie Chong inside.

But judging from the shocking degree of Yinqi, it should be similar to him.

If it was the usual time, he definitely couldn't let this Xie Chong run away.

Can't beat, (Is it?) He won't hesitate to turn his head and run.

But as long as he can fight, even if he takes his life, he has to let the opponent stay.

But now

He didn't dare to do it, and he couldn't do it anymore.

Before, he was all alone, a bad old man, the big deal was that he died, so what could he do.

But now.

After he died, what should the children do?

so

"I hope he can move his nest and it is best not to fight.

"However, if you really fight, you won't be afraid of the poor!"

"That place, I have to use it, no one can use it!"

Taking a deep breath, Xuan Jing Lao Dao stretched out his hand and patted a large pile of useless charms hanging from his waist.

It's just that, while he looks like he's speaking viciously, he looks so desolate and helpless.

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