Chapter 433 Same Thoughts

Not only did Zi Zigui come in handy, the flying flower talisman released by Xiao Zhihan before also successfully attracted people here.

Not long after, I saw Tan Jue and the others.

The few people who had been following Yun Weixian and Xiao Zhihan returned to the team almost as if they were saved.

After all, for them, Yun Weixian and Xiao Zhihan, the two outer disciples, were really difficult to get along with.

Coupled with the matter of disciple Gui just now, it was strange for them to be among the disciples of Xinghong Valley.

When meeting other people in the inner sect, it feels like meeting relatives.

However, the only thing Xiao Zhihan cared about was that Yan Wenshu was not among them, and the outer disciple guide he held in his hand seemed to be only sensing the position of Yun Weixian, who was right next to him.

Although with Yan Wenshu's strength, he didn't need to worry about anything, but he didn't feel half of his sword energy during this journey.

In other words, Yan Wenshu is going in a completely different direction from them.

"Seventh Junior Sister, I think, Senior Brother may have the same idea as us."

Instead of looking for people in the darkness without thinking, it is better to follow those bats and find their lair first.

Yun Weixian nodded: "Let's see their decision."

No matter whether it is Chaotianzong or Xinghong Valley, not all the people have been found, and both sides seem to have encountered obstacles in the matter of finding people for a while.

After some exchanges, he looked at the two of them instead, as if wanting to ask their opinions.

Xiao Zhihan walked over and expressed his thoughts.

So there were obviously only two sects, but it turned out to be a three-party meeting. The scene looked rather weird, but it seemed that the internal disciples of the Chaotian Sect were accustomed to it.

Yu Shizhao quietly leaned behind Yun Weixian while the representatives of the three parties were talking.

"senior?"

"Huh?" Yun Weixian slightly turned his head and glanced at her with a calm expression, "What's the matter?"

This is an admission.

Yu Shizhao smiled, then shook his head: "It's nothing, I just came to thank you, and what's more, if there is anything we need in the future, just tell me."

After hearing this, Yun Weixian also smiled softly: "No need, just take care of your own people."

"Wow……"

"?" Yun Weixian raised his eyebrows, "What?"

Yu Shizhao said: "It's just a feeling, these words really have the feeling of an elder."

"Your surname is Yu?"

"Well, the full name is Yu Shizhao, the poem of poetry, the Zhao of the sun and the moon."

Then they are indeed elders. The original owner of the valley was also surnamed Yu, and Xinghong Valley and Qingcang Mountain have been friends for a long time.

Yun Weixian nodded, and didn't continue, just motioned to the other side: "You should go."

Yu Shizhao looked over, and sure enough, Lou Yu was looking over calmly, with bright eyes, a hint to tell her not to talk nonsense.

"Talk to you next time."

Seeing Yu Shizhao's very natural appearance, he returned to Lou Yu's side, and Xiao Zhihan, who had returned, looked at Yun Weixian's indifferent expression, but didn't ask any more questions.

Just said: "They can't sense other disciples for a while, so they decided to go to the depths of the bat's lair together first."

"it is good."

Seeing her unwavering eyes, Xiao Zhihan couldn't help lowering his eyes slightly, feeling more relieved.

And just as he had guessed, Yan Wenshu was indeed fine, and he found the bat's lair from another entrance one step ahead of everyone else, and began to clean it up.

With him, there are the remaining disciples who have not been found, the disciples on both sides.

The two waves met each other from a distance, and they were both a little happy, but before they could formally rendezvous in the future, a sudden change happened.

(End of this chapter)

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