"...Wuwang," the blindfolded boy was silent for a moment, his voice slightly hoarse, "My name is Han Wuwang."
Han Wuwang?
He Chaoyun sat up straight, and his fingertips covered by long sleeves were covered with light.
"Where is this?" He Chaoyun looked at the surrounding environment carefully. It looked like a roughly dug cave.
But she will not forget that they were being hunted down by monks whose origins they did not know.
The young man in front of him didn't look like a high-level monk, but he was able to save them all.
Considering the complexity of things in Canglan City, He Chaoyun did not trust Han Wuwang at the moment.
Han Wuwu was obviously blindfolded, but he seemed to be able to see everything in front of him clearly.
"I am a citizen of Canglan City. I came into contact with the world of cultivation by chance. I know a little magic. This is deep underground. Those people don't use their spiritual sense to explore the underground. It's relatively safe."
Han Wuwang seemed to know He Chaoyun's suspicion and directly confessed his origins.
He is an orphan and lives with several younger siblings who are also orphans.
Several people wandered around the world for several years, and later settled in Canglan City.
Who knew, but encountered these things.
His little sister turned into a monster and was locked in the house. His little brother was kidnapped and his whereabouts are still unknown.
Han Wuwang was searching for traces of his younger brother when he discovered something unusual.
As for saving He Chaoyun and others, it was an accident.
At that time, he was planning to dig a hole in the ground so that he could use it as a hiding place to observe the monks who came from unknown places.
Who knew that He Chaoyun and others suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of him.
Han Wuwang didn't want to get into trouble, but when he saw the Sanqing Dao Sect token on He Chaoyun's waist, he remembered some past events, so he gritted his teeth and carried them all into the hole they had just dug.
Finally, he covered his whereabouts and used some tricks to distract the pursuers.
In this way, he successfully saved the person.
Han Wuwu knew that his strength was not high, so he thought that by saving He Chaoyun and others, he might be able to rely on the Sanqing Dao Sect to remove those evil cultivators and rescue his younger brother.
Therefore, when facing He Chaoyun's inquiry, Han Wuwang was particularly cooperative, had no intention of hiding anything, and even looked at He Chaoyun expectantly.
I hope the other party can call the great monks of Sanqing Dao Sect to help find his younger brother.
He Chaoyun was naturally aware of Han Wuwang's thoughts, but she did not agree immediately. Instead, she looked at the other person hesitantly, and then spoke carefully, "These evil cultivators are cruel. We have been to their caves, and there are all kinds of things inside." The ground is full of bones..."
He Chaoyun did not continue to say the rest of the words, but Han Wuwang felt like a mirror.
My younger brother has been missing for a long time, and there are also many missing people in Canglan City.
These missing people have not yet been found.
Everyone knew in their hearts that if they disappeared for a long time, they would be in danger.
He may have been kidnapped because of his young age, but after the Canglan City Incident, Han Wuwang had seen a lot of the world, and he even found traces of those evil cultivators.
He knew that something might have happened to his missing brother.
But if you are alive, you want to see people, and if you are dead, you want to see corpses.
Even if there is only a pile of bones left, Han Wuwang will find his younger brother's bones and let him rest in peace without being displaced.
"I know."
The corners of Han Wuwang's mouth were tightened into a stubborn arc, and his voice was as deep as stone.
He Chaoyun saw his persistence and said nothing more, instead asking, "How long have we been unconscious?"
"Seven days."
"We haven't contacted the sect for a long time. The sect will definitely send monks to investigate." He Chaoyun frowned. The black energy in his body was violent and strange, which was really troublesome. "Maybe someone has come now."
She now has limited mobility and is unable to access the contents of the storage bag.
Just after taking the healing elixir, black energy was flowing around, and the meridians were damaged. It would take some time before the storage bag could be opened again.
"Don't worry, I will contact the monks of the sect, and I will naturally mention your brother when the time comes."
He Chaoyun would not let Han Wuwang know that she was currently unable to contact the sect. She was worried that Han Wuwang had evil intentions, and now she was unable to fight back effectively.
Defenses can not do without.
He Chaoyun kept this sentence in mind.
Han Wuwang didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he still nodded seriously, seemingly relieved, "That's good."
After saying this, both of them were relatively speechless, and silence returned to the cave again.
He Chaoyun closed his eyes and rested his mind, constantly trying to suppress the black energy.
Han Wuwang was sitting on the wall, motionless.
In this way, the two of them got along peacefully for most of the day.
At this moment, Han Wuwang, who had always been as steady as a rock, suddenly sat up straight, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a soft sword appeared in his hand.
Han Wuwang, on the other hand, raised his head and looked directly at the top of his head with his hooded eyes, his whole body tense like a threatened leopard.
He Chaoyun, who had closed his eyes to rest, was also shaken. He felt the mighty pressure of a powerful spiritual consciousness, and suddenly opened his eyes. The spiritual power that had just been condensed in his body quickly gathered at his fingertips.
"Huh?"
A clear and faint voice suddenly sounded in the ears of He Chaoyun and Han Wuwang.
"Chaoyun?"
The voice was extremely familiar.
He Chaoyun's eyes suddenly shone with light, the sharp edges on his body suddenly melted away like ice and snow, and his whole person was filled with joy.
"Little uncle!"
She recognized it as soon as she heard the voice. It was her junior uncle, Yu Lingchu.
Regardless of whether the other party was in front of him or not, and whether he could hear him or not, He Chaoyun raised his head and shouted eagerly, "Uncle Junior! I'm here!"
The originally closed cave suddenly lit up, and countless rays of sunlight rushed into the cave.
Because He Chaoyun called him "Little Master", Han Wuwang, who slowly relaxed, looked up and saw that the cave he had dug so hard was easily opened.
It went straight to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, he felt an irresistible force that lifted everyone in the cave and took them outside the cave into the valley.
Sitting on the grass after a long absence, feeling the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers outside, Han Wuwang felt a little dazed for a moment.
Until He Chaoyun's happy voice sounded in his ears.
"Uncle Junior! You are out of seclusion!"
"Little uncle! Why are you here!"
"Uncle Master! Save people quickly! Those evil cultivators are so abominable!"
Following He Chaoyun's voice, Han Wuwang looked.
At this moment, He Chaoyun was not as calm as before. He was looking at a woman in green with a look of aggrievedness and joy on his face, like a bullied child meeting his elders.
While expressing grievances, he filed a complaint.
Han Wuwang lowered his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a cold arc.
"You are not human."
As soon as his head lowered, a corner of his white robe fell on his side, and a cold voice sounded without questioning, as if he was simply stating the facts.
Han Wuwang looked up again and saw a handsome and cold face through the blindfold.
The hand holding the soft sword tightened.
Wu Yan crawled back~~ (National Day means having a banquet yesterday, having a banquet today, and having a banquet tomorrow. Being a bridesmaid gets up at five o'clock in the morning, goes to bed at two o'clock in the middle of the night, and then continues to have a banquet~ A group of bridesmaid sisters, sore throats Pain, cold, gastroenteritis, not to mention lying down for a day before half of the blood returned)
