Chapter 1890: Where is the disciple?

After drinking a little bit of water, Qingfeng Daolong's vision only became a little clearer, he saw in front of him all of them are a big bald head, and these people themselves do not recognize one, so he opened his mouth to ask: "Poor Taoist where is this ……"

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that his voice was hoarse and abnormal, very weak.

"Hey …… old boy, you are now in the big empty temple, safe very miles, old line ask you, how is your alcohol? Can you fight with the old line to spell the amount of alcohol?" Master Dafan brought his round bald head closer and asked without a head.

Qingfeng Daolong just woke up, originally the brain is confused, that Master Dafan came up to ask such a borderline words, this time Qingfeng Daolong is completely confused, eyebrows slightly knit, for a time do not know how to answer.

"Aiya …… master uncle ah, you old man don't add to the chaos, Qingfeng Daoist long just woke up, body this weak, is not able to drink wine time, how do you come up to ask people to accompany you to drink?" Master Huikong said with some complaints from the side.

"Well, said also is, then well, just wait for you old boy will be injured to recuperate before accompanying the old line drink, don't worry, the old line will certainly help you to adjust properly, and so on your little disciple to come back, will see a living and breathing able to eat and drink master ……," Master Yuifan said again.

As soon as he heard the word disciple, Qingfeng Taoist's body was straightened, sat up straight, a pair of eyes staring round, hoarse voice asked: "Disciple …… right! Where are those two disciples of Poor Tao? Where are Ming'er and Feng'er?"

"Qingfeng Taoist head, your old man do not panic, they are alive and well, you can rest assured that it is ……" Guo Dacheng walked over at this time, a hand held Qingfeng Taoist head's arm.

Qingfeng Taoist head rubbed his eyes and saw the person in front of him was Guo Dacheng, immediately his heart was happy, his hands grasped Guo Dacheng's arm, and hurriedly added: "Guo constable, so you are here, that's good, the poor Taoist came to ask you, where are my two disciples? How come old Liu head is not there? And …… there is that Qingxu to be to and descending master Wengchai are dead or not?"

This series of questions asked out, Guo Dacheng for a moment do not know which one to answer first, the face of some embarrassment, the thought of Master Fan and other people entrusted to their own words, the heart is a little too much, after all, it is their own in the falsehood, embarrassed to say out.

"Guo sheriff …… you quickly say ah, poor road of those two disciples went where ……"

See Guo Dacheng a look of difficulty, Qingfeng Taoist long whirlwind changed his face, will Guo Dacheng's arm gripped a little more tightly, the voice is not only hoarse, but also a little trembling.

Guo Dacheng smiled sardonically and raised his hand, pointing towards the back of Daoist Qingfeng, saying, ''Isn t Daoist Qingfeng …… Zhou Ming s brother by his side? You can see it as soon as you turn your head."

Hearing this, Qingfeng Taoist long hurriedly turned around, really saw Zhou Ming, just Zhou Ming's face is a dead gray, lifeless, followed by the heart is a sinking, so the trembling reached out a hand, one of Zhou Ming's arm pulled over, the finger gently on his pulse above, this ride, Qingfeng Taoist long couldn't help but tiger's eyes rounded, qi and blood attacked the heart, a mouth, then spit out a large mouth of black blood. His body heavily fell backward.