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Jiang Baizhou chatted with the old coachman's daughter for half an hour, belatedly remembering that he hadn't asked her name yet.

"Du Ning." She hugged the girl and leaned against the shaft of the car, her old clothes were thin and her face was pale with cold.The other child was a boy who could walk. He stood on the ground by himself, hugging his mother's leg, shivering from the cold.

Seeing that the child was pitiful, Jiang Baizhou bent down and picked him up. The child hid for a while, but in the end the cold was unbearable, and he obediently slipped into his arms.

Jiang Baizhou has the patience to coax children, he doesn't treat children as children, and likes to talk with them on an equal footing.It happened that no one was staring at this moment, so Jiang Baizhou asked, "What's your name?"

The boy said in a childlike voice, "My name is Xiaosong."

Jiang Baizhou said: "There is a child in my family, also named Xiaosong."

Xiao Song was surprised: "Is he your son?"

Jiang Baizhou shook his head: "I'm not married yet, he's my servant... well, he's my friend."

Xiao Song lay on his shoulders, sniffled, and said in a soft voice, "I also have a friend, sister Xiaohua from Luodu. My mother said that it was raining heavily in Luodu, and once the flood receded, it froze again. Sister Xiaohua The whole family froze to death."

Xiao Song started to cry as he spoke, Jiang Bai Zhou was taken aback, and silently patted him on the back.

Anything can happen in the downtown area, and people have long been numb from the pain. Du Ning didn't want to hear these things anymore, and changed the subject: "My lord, it seems that we have troubled you. If you have a chance later, you can escape first." Come on, don't worry about us."

"Where is it?" Jiang Baizhou said, "I have nothing to do with me. It's not a short while. It's fine to stay a little longer."

"..."

Du Ning glanced at him, and felt a little terrified: This man is really big-hearted. Trapped in the dangerous martial arts camp, he actually felt that he just "stayed a little longer". Still careless?

Du Ning was worried, and looked in the direction where her father left. The cold wind made her feel even more desolate.

To pass the time of panic and seek comfort, she couldn't help but confided to Jiang Baizhou.

According to Du Ning, her husband just passed away not long ago, and she has no way of knowing the cause of death, but her husband was a "Fire Lord" before his death, and most likely he was killed by Feiguang Palace. This kind of thing is not uncommon, but unfortunately it happened to her own head.

She was a weak woman, pulling two little babies, her husband died, and her own father fell into the hands of Fei Guangdian.She hated and was afraid of Feiguang Temple, and she was more afraid than hated. After all, if she hated this kind of thing, if she didn't have the ability to take revenge, she would only hurt herself.

The more she talked, the redder her eyes became, and she cried in a low voice: "I don't understand what benefits the wildfire has given them. Why didn't I see it at all? It made them all willing to work hard, and in the end they didn't know what to do. He's dead. He's fine, he's gone forever, what about us orphans and widows?"

Jiang Baizhou was also a little puzzled, he was very curious about Feiguang Temple and Wildfire.

Feiguang Temple seems to be bad, while Wildfire is good, but why Feiguang Temple is bad, why Wildfire is good, and what they have done, Jiang Baizhou does not know the ins and outs, so it is not easy to jump to conclusions.

He handed Du Ning a handkerchief, and borrowed her to wipe away tears: "My condolences."

Du Ning wiped it casually, and more tears welled up in her eyes, "My lord, will my father be okay?" She knew it was useless to ask Jiang Baizhou, but she couldn't help asking, just to hear an auspicious word, deceiving herself and others .

Jiang Baizhou followed her and said, "It will be fine."

Du Ning nodded, feeling a little better.

Jiang Baizhou looked around and suddenly said, "Wait here for a while, I'll go and have a look."

Du Ning was stunned, unable to understand: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Baizhou had no choice but to instruct her carefully: "I'll go to the camp to check. If any patrolling soldiers pass by, you can say that I'm seriously ill and can't breathe. I'm resting in the carriage, and I'll go back as soon as I go."

"My lord..." Du Ning felt that he was a little reckless, that he might be in danger, but before he could persuade him, Jiang Baizhou put down the boy in his arms, and floated away lightly like a gust of wind.

Du Ning's eyes widened, she didn't see clearly at all, a white shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and he disappeared!

——Is this man a god or a ghost? !

In a place where others could not see, Jiang Baizhou's figure flashed, and "disappeared in place" again.

In fact, he didn't go far.

He wears five narrow rings on his hands, two on his left hand and three on his right hand, which are five-element rings.

The Five Elements Ring is Jiang Baizhou's personal weapon, and it is not easy to show it to the outside world. Only when he activates the power of the Five Elements, the ring will emerge from his finger.

At this time, the five rings all emitted white light, covering him in a faint light invisible to the naked eye, as if a separate space was cut out for him by the mist, no matter how he walked, others would not be able to see him.

Jiang Baizhou took advantage of this to hide his body and freely come and go in the Huiwu camp.

It was daylight, but there was no sunshine.

During the day, you can see the black mist above your head more clearly. It is a kind of boundless oppressive air. Jiang Baizhou stood beside the school grounds and stared at it for a while, but he didn't see what it was. It felt like poisonous gas. It seems not.

He sniffed it intently, but it was too far away to smell the black mist, instead he frowned at the bloody smell nearby.

The smell of blood came from the school grounds.

All the prisoners of Huanghuo were seriously injured, some were kneeling, some were lying down, only the bearded man was still full of energy, cursing.

The old coachman said that the bearded man is called Hu Ye, and he is the third master of Huanghuo.

He was beaten to pieces, his knees were worn out by the coarse sand, he couldn't kneel steadily and couldn't stand up, and his mouth was not forgiving. Just now he called the left envoy a jerk, and now he scolded Feiguang Hall as a beast. Pigs and dogs are not as good as they are, and so on.

It was the first time in Jiang Baizhou's life that he heard so many obscenities, and he was a little surprised for a while.

That bearded man could scold, and Feiguang Temple was not a fuel-efficient lamp. The whip that was whipping him was crackling, but he still didn't give in.

At this time, another group of people suddenly came to the school field.

The leader, arrogant, was the personal bodyguard of the left envoy.

"Stop!" The guard stopped the whipping, walked up to the bearded man, and said arrogantly, "The envoy Zuo summoned you, if you don't want to die, just keep your mouth shut."

He thought the bloody beard was dirty, and kept his fingers far away. He inserted the point of the gun into the seam of the rope that bound the bearded body, picked him up, and threw the bearded man to the soldier with one flick like an object. underfoot.

Two soldiers raised their beards.

He's still yelling, "Bah! What a leftist, bastard—uh!"

The guard kicked up, and the bearded man let out a cry of pain. A rag was stuffed into his mouth, and he finally couldn't make a sound.

Only then was the guard satisfied, and led his men back the way they came, heading towards the tent.

Jiang Baizhou was worried about not being able to find his way, so he immediately followed them.

The Huiwu camp is quite large, and the weapon racks and tents placed all over the place are very similar. People who are not familiar with it can easily get lost after a few turns.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the leading guards stopped. The tent in front of them was obviously larger than the others, and it seemed to be the main tent in the camp.

The guard announced at the door, and after getting permission, he brought the bearded man inside.

Jiang Baizhou looked around, but he couldn't see the figure of the old coachman. He thought to himself, wasn't he also summoned by the left envoy alone?What about people?Could it be that he is still inside and has not come out?

Jiang Baizhou pondered for a while, and decided to go in and have a look.

This move is a bit risky, he will not be invisible - in broad daylight, how can a living person disappear out of thin air?

He just used the elements of the five elements to form an invisible barrier, wrapped himself up, and made a simple cover-up. He stayed away from others and was not easy to be noticed. If he stood too close, there was a risk of being seen through.

But Jiang Baizhou was so bold that he didn't care.

He followed behind the guards and walked into the military tent.

The tent is much wider than he expected, and there are not many items placed there, only one bed, one table, two chairs, and a screen.

There is a person sitting in front of the case, it is the left envoy in black.

It was a little dark, so he lit the lamp.

The lamp was placed low, so that the light of the fire could not reach his face, only the golden thread embroidered on his sleeve was reflected.Leaning halfway on the seat, with a condescending posture, he tapped on the table with one hand, and glanced at the bearded man who was pinned down by the guards.

I didn't see Jiang Baizhou.

Jiang Baizhou didn't look at him carefully, and when he saw that the old coachman was not there, he wanted to leave.

But the guard retreated too quickly, before Jiang Baizhou could go out with him, the door closed.It was inconvenient for him to open the door himself, as it would expose his figure, so he had to stay and watch the excitement.

The left envoy stood up, took a few steps in front of the case, bowed his head and said, "Long time no see, Third Master."

The hands and feet of the bearded man were tied with ropes, and he was half kneeling and half lying on the ground, his face completely lost, and he said angrily, "I've never seen you!"

"But I have seen you, in Luoshan."

The bearded man was stunned: "Fart! Luoshan is a place that you and other animals can enter!"

He kept insulting, Zuo Shiquan pretended not to hear, and said as usual: "Not only can I go to Luoshan, but I also went to flood forest."

"you--"

"You don't recognize me?" Zuo Shi's indifferent voice didn't waver, "I haven't been back to my hometown in Luoshan for five years."

"..."

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, and the bearded man was deeply shocked. Thinking of Huanghuo's "needle hiding" plan five years ago, he was dumbfounded for a moment, and still couldn't believe it, "You, you are...you don't want to lie to me!"

The left envoy—Long Ying returned to her seat with a smile on her lips.

Obviously, he is a person who doesn't smile often. Whenever his lips are curved, he is either mocking others or himself, and the smile never reaches his eyes.

Long Ying picked up the water cup on the case, splashed the water, dipped her finger in the water, and drew a symbol.

In order to see clearly, Jiang Baizhou moved closer.

It seems to be a flame talisman, but the flame shouldn't be so angular, it's a bit strange.

Jiang Baizhou couldn't understand, but the bearded man's expression changed—Jiang Baizhou immediately understood that this was a signal to match.

The world outside the world is really interesting. If he understands correctly, this young Zuo Envoy turned out to be the secret work of Huang Huo's insertion into the Feiguang Palace?Their fight was really fierce.

Jiang Baizhou was like a spectator in a play, full of interest.

Long Ying said: "Does the third family believe it now?"

The bearded man nodded heavily.

Long Ying said: "In the past few years, I have been keeping in touch with Mr. Tang by letter, but half a month ago, I suddenly couldn't contact him for some reason. What happened to Luoshan?"

I don't know what the identity of "Old Tang" is, maybe he is the first or second leader of Huanghuo.

As soon as the bearded man heard his name, he instantly forgot the injuries on his body, and he didn't care about his face. He almost shed tears and complained bitterly: "—Old Tang was killed by a traitor and has passed away!"

"What did you say?!" Long Ying stood up abruptly, the case was knocked a few inches, the oil lamp flickered, and three shadows flashed across the wall.

Long Ying was slightly taken aback, thinking she was dazzled.

He is an extremely sensitive person, but unfortunately, the hallucinogenic "sedative water" destroyed part of his consciousness, and he often couldn't tell the real from the fake.But generally speaking, only certain people and things can disturb his judgment, and other things will not.

Scanning the items placed in General Longying's tent, she felt more and more that something was wrong in the air.

—It's the smell.

left?To his left, that is, to the right of the door, there seemed to be too much moisture in the corner.

Long Ying followed her instinct and took a few steps over there.

Jiang Baizhou was taken aback.

Although this cover-up method is a trivial trick, casually fooling servants, it is impossible for ordinary people who don't know how to practice to see through it easily.

Jiang Bai stayed where he was during the day.

Long Ying stopped in front of him, very close, almost touching the corner of his clothes.

Jiang Baizhou was forced to take a close look at the face of the left envoy of the Feiguang Temple. It was beautiful. If he could speak, he would be willing to praise him.

It's a pity that his face is too cold, and he looks a little unreasonable and unlovable.

Jiang Baizhou remained motionless, he did not believe that Long Ying could really see him.

Sure enough, although Long Ying was staring at him, her gaze was lost and she couldn't find a place to look at him.

Jiang Baizhou relaxed. At this moment, Longying felt something, suddenly raised his hand, and stretched out to a certain position in the void.

Only an inch away, his fingers brushed past Jiang Baizhou's face.

... caught a blank.

Long Ying's hands froze, and his heart felt blocked for no reason, he wanted to drink the "soothing water" again.

The uncontrollable desire was like a blunt knife, cutting back and forth on his heart, which was painful and itchy.

He held back the disgusting addiction, walked back to the big bearded man, and said restrainedly: "What's going on in Luoshan? Tell me carefully."