"Grandpa said that he knows who the eight elders are, but he can't tell us. I guess it's a secret and can't be easily known. But the current situation... If we don't take action, the treasure map will probably be stolen by those thieves.
All gathered."
"What happens after asking??" Zhishan turned his head, looked at the flowers before they fell, a dim light flashed in his deep eyes, and said calmly: "Can you run to the elders to help them guard the treasures?"
Is it a map? Or should we ask the eight elders to hand over the treasure map and let us take care of it? In that case, it will just transfer the danger to you... The most important thing now is not the treasure map, but to figure out Chaofeng
The situation of the gang, if we can take down this gang in one fell swoop, then there is no need to worry about those treasure maps."
"This is exactly the situation!!" Mr. Yun nodded and said to Hua Weiluo: "Otherwise, even if we have taken a good look at the treasure map, we still can't resist the constant concern of the Chaofeng Gang...
"
"That's true..." Hua Weiluo looked slightly sad, but the Chaofeng Gang in front of him, the court has not found any reliable information after two years of investigation. Could it be that with the strength of just a few of them, they can really do it?
Destroy it??
"Okay, it's getting late. It seems that there won't be any movement from the secret guards at Caiyuxuan today." Zhishan glanced at the dejected crowd and slowly spoke to Mr. Yun and Haitang.
: "You should go back and rest early. If there is any news, just ask the secret guard to inform me."
"Okay." Mr. Yun nodded, stood up, stretched out his hand towards Haitang and said, "Let's go, it's getting late, let's go back to the Prince's Mansion."
Haitang raised her head slightly, looking at the sun that had begun to set slightly in the sky, shining on his fair and jade-like face, reflecting his perfect and strong outline. There was always that gentle smile on the corners of his lips, so that she thought
He has always been gentle to himself.
But in recent days, she has seen what true tenderness is. She has seen that Zhishan's eyes always follow Hua Weiluo inadvertently, and then when Hua Weiluo turns back to look at him, she reveals her gentle eyes,
That look, even to a bystander like her, felt sweet and warm.
Maybe she will never see Yun Muying's gentle gaze...
Haitang sighed softly, stretched out her hand to hold Yun Muying's hand and stood up, then patted her sleeves casually, pretending to adjust her clothes casually, then raised her head and said to Mr. Yun: "
Let’s go back home.”
"Yes." Mr. Yun smiled gently, looked at the palm that had just touched the warmth but suddenly became empty. He didn't say anything, but naturally put his hand behind his back, turned around and walked out of the courtyard of Luoran Pavilion.
Hua Weiluo sat at the round table in the courtyard, watching the two figures walking out slowly. The silver-white figure was tall and straight, as if a breeze was blowing as they walked, while the red figure was petite and delicate, walking lightly.
Like fairies in flowers, the two silhouettes walking together are obviously so pleasing to the eye, but I don't know why but they always feel sad.
"Hey..." Hua Weiluo couldn't help but sigh softly and shook his head towards their backs.
