Chapter 125 White Cloud Taoist Temple 1
Yue Bing seemed tireless, frowning bitterly and studied the map to Baiyun Mountain.

"Drink some water." Qian Longyi found a clear spring not far away, and took a pot of water, which was a gift from the kind old woman Yue Bing met.

Yue Bing reached out to take the water bottle, and stared at the map intently, only to realize that Zhuge Xuanxing's drawing skills were simply not flattering.

"Let's rest for a while, I'll go hunting first, and I'll have strength after a full stomach." Qian Longyi patted Yue Bing's shoulder lightly.

Yue Bing let out a muffled snort, the injury on her arm was so painful.

"I'm sorry, I actually forgot that you were injured." Qian Longyi blamed himself slightly.

"It's okay, you go, I'll wait for you." Yue Bing nodded to Qian Longyi.

"Okay." Qian Longyi persuaded before leaving, "Take a rest when you're tired, don't hold on."

"Okay, I know." Yue Bing smiled, glanced at Qian Longyi, and then returned to the map.

After Qian Longyi left, Yue Bing suddenly seemed to think of something again, and took out the small and thin red book from her pocket. It was left to her by Li Yaozi before his death, and said that it recorded the Dragon Ball secret.

Turning over and over again, the first painting is the armored dragon, Yue Bing seems to understand the following paintings a little better than before, a total of ten pages, from the second page to the eighth page, there is a circle drawn, and some still Do the incomprehensible characters represent the seven Dragon Balls?

The coolness coming from the waist is stronger than before, Yue Bing caressed the little flower bag with one hand, thinking it might be because of the two dragon balls.

Before she knew it, Yue Bing fell into deep thought, even she herself didn't know what she was thinking.

"Yuebing!" Qian Longyi had already returned, holding two big fish in his hands.

Yue Bing was startled, and then came back to his senses, suddenly raised his head to look at Qian Longyi, and closed the red book.

Qian Longyi looked at the strange book: "What kind of book is that?"

"It's just a comic book." Yue Bing put the book away, her eyes wandered over the two big fish that were still alive and wagging their tails, and changed the subject, "There's something to eat, I'll let you taste it again." craftsmanship!"

"En." Qian Longyi nodded in response.

Qian Longyi quickly picked up some dead branches and started a fire. Yuebing put two wooden skewers on the fish, set up a simple triangular wooden frame, and started to grill the fish.

Yue Bing's eyes flickered slightly, feeling a lot, the last time she was roasting rabbit meat in the woods, accompanied by Qian Longyi and Yan Fei.

But this time... Qian Longyi is still there, but Yan Fei can no longer be with them.Recalling Yan Fei, Yue Bing's vision was blurred and her eyes were moist.

"It would be great if Yan Fei was still here." Yue Bing muttered to herself, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.

"Don't think too much, you have already avenged her." Qian Longyi stared into Yue Bing's sad eyes and sighed.

"What can revenge do? It won't bring back her life. And you and I have embarked on a road of no return because of this. I, Beigong Yuebing, only hope that no innocent people will be implicated in this matter again." Yuebing now don't There is nothing to ask for, as long as the Qi Nan Palace is safe and sound.

"En." Qian Longyi's eyes also showed a little bit of worry.

Yue Bing tilted his head, knowing that Qian Longyi was also worried about his family, and lightly held Qian Longyi's hand with one hand: "Thank you for always being with me."

Qian Longyi looked at Shang Yuebing with extremely complicated eyes, his brows were frowned, and he didn't let go for a long time.

(End of this chapter)

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