In the training camp, the building that was specially decorated not long ago is now bleak.

Since the old man named Tianjian of the God-Suichuangzi was invited into the Medicine Garden space by Zhuang Lin, only Mr. Zhuang is the old man left in this training camp. As for this strong man at the peak level, there is not a single one in the training camp today.

When Zhuang Lin went to Qingshi, he never thought that when he went there, he would have such a situation. He was trapped in an ancient tomb, and even accidentally entered another strange world, and was seriously injured.

In his initial plan, even if he could not deal with the thousand-year-old corpse king, he could still subdue him with the help of Wu Mu corpse king and Daojun Lu. This round trip would take only three or five days at most, so he did not let the God Suanzi and others leave the Medicine Garden space.

As for the training camp, because Zi Yue and Lin Miaoke are in charge, it doesn’t matter whether the Divine Suanzi and others are left behind, so he didn’t care too much from the bottom of his heart.

Even he did not expect that when he left, he would be trapped in the ancient tomb, and then unexpectedly arrived at that strange world. In addition, his industries in Quancheng and the entire Shandong Province were ruthlessly hit. In the end, only this training camp was surviving.

Unlike the lively moments when Zhuang Lin left, although it is noon in the training camp, there is no one in the training ground. The office building where people were constantly entering and leaving, but now there is no one in and out.

In a blink of an eye, it seemed that this place was back to the abandoned and abandoned school district that was abandoned.

In the innermost building, in the indoor garden, Mr. Zhuang frowned and sat on the rocking chair that Zhuang Lin used to lying to sleep. Zhuang Xuanming, Zhuang Xuanfei and other Zhuang family members gathered here, surrounding Mr. Zhuang and stood in different places.

Whether it was Zhuang Xuanfei, Zhuang Xuanming, or even other Zhuang family members who came to Quancheng from Yanjing to join Zhuanglin, they knew that when they made a choice and came to this city, they had already branded Zhuanglin.

Although their surnames and names have not changed at all, they are no longer from the Yanjing Zhuangjia, but from the Quancheng Zhuangjia. They are closely related to Zhuanglin, and they are both prosperous and lose.

It is precisely because of this that when Zhuang Lin's group encountered danger, they did not choose to turn against each other like others, nor did they choose to avoid it, because they all knew that there was no end to the collapse of the nest. If Zhuang Lin's group was completely finished, then they would not have any good endings.

The indoor garden with colorful flowers is gone without the laughter and joy of the past, and now it is a sad face. Everyone present has a particularly solemn expression. There are even a few younger people with a dead face, as if they have encountered the end of the world.

"Dad, what should we do now?" Zhuang Xuanming frowned and stood beside the old man. Looking at the old man with a serious expression, he couldn't help but ask.

The old man sat there, lowering his head, looking at the floor beneath his feet, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Dad, we can't wait like this now. We must do something. Otherwise, the little wealth that Zhuang Lin has finally worked hard will be thrown away." Seeing his father sitting there without saying a word, Zhuang Xuanfei couldn't help it and said in an urgent tone.

"Shut up. At this time, even if you go out, what can you do? Do you think you can defeat the four people outside with just you?" Mr. Zhuang raised his head, the light in his eyes was sharp and he shouted loudly.

"Those guys who are fishing in troubled waters cannot just clowns and can't make any waves. The key is that the four monks from the dragon gate outside don't leave for a day, and then the Lu Province and this Quancheng will not be able to calm down for a day. Even if we make more efforts, it will be in vain."

The old man's voice echoed in the indoor garden. Everyone became quiet. In just a moment, the garden fell into a dead silence again.

If the person who is blocked outside the training camp is just ordinary people in the four ordinary worlds, they have many ways to deal with it. But the problem is that these four people are not ordinary people, but monks from the Dragon Gate. In this world, the only monks can deal with monks.

"Oh, the most urgent thing is to find Zhuang Lin, live to see people, die to see corpses." After a long silence, the old man sighed and said in a deep voice.

The old man also knew about what happened in Zhuang Linqing City through the mouths of those who are interested. They didn’t believe it at the beginning, but since they got the news from Zheng Zhongyan and waited for these days, they never saw Zhuang Lin come back, and their hearts gradually became desperate.

"Now it seems that the news from Qingshi is indeed true. Zhuang Lin is indeed trapped in that ancient tomb. I'm afraid..." Zhuang Xuanming stood there, with a sad face and a sad voice.

At the end of the day, he sighed a long time to express his disappointment and helplessness.

For so many years, he has been walking on thin ice. He is careful in everything he does so that he can bring his family to this day safely. When the old man's birthday was on his birthday, he was optimistic about Zhuang Lin and made the most risky and boldest choice in any of the things he did.

But now, after only more than a month since I arrived in Quancheng, my new house has not yet been warmed up. This is the case. Zhuang Lin’s life and death are unknown. The industries that Zhuang Lin has worked hard have been swallowed up by many family forces in China. Even the base camp of Quancheng, Zhuang Lin, is in turmoil. No matter who it is, I feel uncomfortable.

"Grandpa, you can rest assured that Zhuang Lin is still alive." At this moment, a calm woman's voice came from a distance. Although the voice was not high, it was full of confidence.

Shortly after the voice landed, Kong Qinghua's slightly plump figure walked over.

"Qinghua, I know, you feel sad, but we have to face reality." Looking at Kong Qinghua who was walking up, Zhuang Xuanming sighed and said in a bleak voice.

"Uncle Second, do you think if Zhuang Lin really has an accident, can I still be so calm?" Kong Qinghua stood there, with a peaceful smile on his face, looking at Zhuang Xuanming, and asked with a smile.

Seeing the smile on her face and hearing her replies, Zhuang Xuanming was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

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