After explaining to Zhong Lin, Han Yun looked at Mo Yunjing again, "This matter also requires the cooperation of the King of Northern Xinjiang. Master Feng Gu is good at disguising. If you really want our Qingyun Pavilion to find him as soon as possible, you need to provide him with characteristics, clothing, or portraits."

Mo Yunjing nodded slightly, "He was wearing a dark purple gold silk brocade dress."

He didn't need to provide too much. With the strength of Qingyun Pavilion, he could quickly screen out such people.

In addition, Feng Ming's clothes cannot be worn by ordinary people, so it is easy to filter them.

Sure enough, Qingyun Pavilion is very powerful and is truly an organization that is feared by all courts.

Less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Ming's traces were probably circled out by them.

It turned out that Feng Ming went to the east of the city after entering the city, not far from here.

He disappeared after entering the alley, so the people in Qingyun Pavilion were unable to determine where he was.

After confirming the approximate location, Mo Yunjing bowed to Han Yun, "Thank you."

Han Yun curled his lips and smiled bitterly, "This is what I owe you to the King of Northern Xinjiang. No need to thank you. What's more, today's affairs may also be related to our Qingyun Pavilion. If it weren't for the false news from our Qingyun Pavilion, the Master Feng Valley might not have been like this today."

Mo Yunjing looked plain, and he glanced at Han Yun's abdomen, "I will mention your injury to Feng Ming."

As for whether to save it or not, it is Feng Ming's business.

But he guessed that Feng Ming would definitely save him because it was not easy to make Qingyun Pavilion owe a favor!

Han Yun smiled slightly on his pale face, "Thank you."

Mo Yunjing didn't say much, and turned around and left now. He wanted to find Feng Ming quickly, otherwise his An Xuetang would be worried.

Looking at Mo Yunjing's disappearing back, Zhong Lin turned around and hesitatedly looked at Han Yun, "Peace Master, should we send someone to follow the King of Northern Xinjiang?"

Han Yun chuckled, sighed and shook his head, "The losses suffered by the King of Northern Xinjiang have not yet made you understand his strength?"

Zhong Lin pursed his lips. He naturally understood the strength of the King of Northern Xinjiang, but in his opinion, this was their only chance to find Feng Ming.

"People Lord, what should we do if the King of Northern Xinjiang did not mention us to Master Feng Gu?"

Han Yun's eyes darkened, and the pain from his abdomen made his face paler. He slowed down before he spoke:

"The Lord Fenggu is the wife and brother of the King of Northern Xinjiang. If the King of Northern Xinjiang does not let him heal me, what do you think it is more of a point for us to find him first?"

Zhong Lin clenched his fists with both hands. Their pavilion master had already found many powerful miracle doctors to see him, but those miracle doctors had no choice.

At present, they can only place their hope on the Master Feng Valley in Xuntang Valley. If he doesn't save him, then their Master will...

Thinking of this, Zhong Lin clenched his fists tighter.

Han Yun knew the concerns of the people around him, and he curled his lips and smiled, "Don't you be so depressed. The fortune teller is not saying that I am... a big life."

He has never believed in fate, but now he can only comfort the people around him with such words.

...

On the other side, after Mo Yunjing left, he found Yun Si, and the two rushed to the alley where Feng Ming finally appeared, and then began to look for Feng Ming's traces.

Just as the two were about to look for it separately, Yun Si suddenly saw an animal's footprint, "Master, do you think these are Da Zi's footprints?"

Mo Yunjing looked at the place where Yun Siwei was indeed Da Zi's footprints. Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes. He followed the mark step by step and soon stopped at the door of a abandoned yard.

There was a clear sound inside, and he and Yun Si immediately jumped up and entered the door directly.

Da Zi and Fu'er in the sect had suddenly turned around and subconsciously wanted to take action. But when they saw that the person coming was Mo Yunjing, Fu'er immediately saluted, "I have seen the King of Northern Xinjiang."

"Where is Feng Ming?"

"The valley master, he is in the house, just..."
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