At this time, no matter how many people participate in the search, it is never too many.
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but feel a little grateful: "Thank you very much."
Gu Yilan nodded, her eyes swept across the shadows not far away, and stopped at the first touch.
Mu Yunhan knew what he was looking at.
Ying Lao obeyed Gu Fenglin's orders and has been hiding in the dark to protect her.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Gu Yilan covered her mouth and coughed violently. He bent over and huddled in the corner, like a painful shrimp.
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but ask: "Is your condition getting worse again?"
Gu Yilan shook her head: "Same old."
Mu Yunhan asked again: "Ask Elder Yao to help. What if you need manpower?"
Gu Yilan smiled slightly: "Who is going to die and have trouble with me?"
The Minister of Punishment urged in embarrassment: "Miss Mu..."
Mu Yunhan pinched the horse's belly and said, "I'm leaving."
She passed in front of Gu Yilan and something fell into her arms.
It is a pair of gloves with body temperature.
She looked at Gu Yilan in surprise.
"New, never used." Gu Yilan spoke concisely and to the point.
Mu Yunhan shook his head: "Thank you, I can't take it."
She threw the gloves back to him without hesitation.
Gu Yilan did not reach out to pick it up, and let the glove fall to the ground.
Mu Yunhan felt a little embarrassed, but couldn't care less. She rode away in silence.
Gu Yilan watched her go away and whispered: "Elder Yao, go find that girl. No matter what, don't let her get hurt."
Elder Yao came out of the darkness and looked at him with a frown: "Are you okay?"
Gu Yilan showed a row of white teeth: "Don't worry, I am a dying person. There will be no benefit in bringing me back to life, but there will be a lot of trouble in killing me."
Elder Yao said: "Even if you help her, she won't be grateful to you."
Gu Yilan said softly: "I don't need her gratitude. She is a person with clear grudges and will not let me work in vain. She will give me medicine, you know?"
Elder Yao lowered his head sadly: "Then I'm leaving."
Gu Yilan covered her mouth and coughed violently again.
The street was deserted. He walked slowly alone and whispered: "She will give me medicine..."
He smiled slightly, a pale smile on his lips.
The wind got a little stronger, and in the distance there were faint sounds of officers and soldiers searching for people.
He stopped and stood, looked up at the sky, and whispered: "The wind is blowing."
Someone slowly came out from the street corner and surrounded him.
The leader pointed his long sword at him and said calmly: "Master Taichang Temple, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Are you going to come with us yourself? Or should we invite you?"
Gu Yilan glanced across the audience and said: "There are twenty people in total, all of whom are top masters. They have strange accents. They are not from Qi or Zhao. So, who are you?"
"That's not your concern anymore."
"That's okay. If I get injured in the struggle and bleed, I will die very quickly." Gu Yilan straightened her clothes and said calmly: "Lead the way."
A hood was used as a hood, blocking his sight under the black cloth.
There was a sharp pain in the back of her neck, and Gu Yilan quickly lost consciousness.
A person walked out slowly and smiled faintly: "It was really unexpected. I thought he would fight to the death. Such cooperation made me suspect that he was a fake Gu Yilan."
At the same time, more people quietly sneaked into many houses and started searching. (To be continued)