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Because Zhuge Zhongyang and Zhuge Yue are still on Tianjie Island. Whether they live or die now, Song Shuhang at least has to find them. If they are still alive, do your best to bring them safely back to the ancient city.

“Oh, Song Daoyou, do you want to settle down on Tianjin Island?” Nine lights suddenly asked happily.

“…” Song Shuhang silenced for a moment and replied: “Cough, I have two more friends on Tianjin Island, but they were separated from me when I entered the island. I want them back before I leave Skywalker Island. ”

“Oh, you still have friends in Tianjin Island?” Nine Light Master pinches his shiny chin too much: "Do you need me to look for it? I still have some means on Tianjin Island! ”

Song Shuhang naturally hopes to receive the help of nine lights, although I don't know what her status is on Tianjie Island, I feel that she should be in a good position... If she helps, it would be a lot easier to find Zhuge Zhongyang.

However, when Mrs. Nine Lights came to help herself with such an exciting and enthusiastic request, Song Shuhang hid that something was wrong - all sorts of things in the past, so she let go. In this regard, it can also be explained in depth by the fact that the Nine Light Master is a Master of Buddhism and Buddhism.

But in the back, her enthusiasm was a little strange, making people feel that she had nothing to do with it... is she taking the heart of a gentleman to measure his belly?

Song Shuhang thought about it and tried to ask: "Mrs. Nine Lights, do you need any help? You can say it if you need it. ”

“You think too much, I don't want anything. I'm just leisurely and can hang out with you on Tianjin Island. How can I say, I am half the owner. Your visitor is a guest. It is also my business to show you around the island.” The Nine Lights Master laughed, “Besides, just call me Nine Lights. ”

“So... nine lights, please.” Song Shuhang replied - no matter what the Nine Lights Master's idea was, all he had to do was find Zhuge Yue and Zhuge Zhongyang's brothers and sisters back. Then, take them straight to the ancient city tower and leave Skyfrontier Island after the deal.

After leaving... whether memories are sealed or not, just purge them directly. Anyway, he has never crossed with Tianjie Island again, and the road is halfway to the sky!

When Song Shuhang's voice just went down, the nine lights shook their thumbs up at him: “Girl, the word is also great! I like it.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

This brain circuit jumps, how exactly does he need to stay in sync with the Nine Lights Master?

Three minutes later.

Song Shuhang and Nine Lights returned to the city gate.

That huge gate… still opens two meters high and doesn't look like it's going to close.

Nine lighters knew they were leaving too early, so why didn't they just shut the gate? Song Shuhang speculated.

Nine lights took him away from the city gate.

Then, the nine-light girl slapped herself against the gate: "Sleep with your sister, get up HIGH! ”

The next moment, only the gate was lit, showing two red question marks. Next, the huge gates are closed.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Is this gate asleep? Looks like this gate is also a magic tool, and it could be the kind that owns it. But it always felt like the gates were so unique.

After the shooting of the city gate, the nine lights turned to Song Shu Hangdao: “Come on, let's go find your friend. ”

“Is there any way Miss Nine Lights can find my friend quickly?” Song Shuhang asked.

Nine lights said confidently: "Don't worry, it's easy to find your friends with me - first get to your approximate position on Tianjin Island, then follow their lost breath all the way and you'll find them soon. If two of your friends hadn't broken into the land of some demonic beast and been swallowed up alive. ”

Song Shuhang nodded silently, in fact, following the odor searching way, as long as the monk opened the 'nostrils’ to do it. However, Song Shuhang does not have specialized training and is not yet able to master the technique of finding people by smell.

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Subsequently, Song Shuhang and Nine Lights described the location of the plane crash.

Nine lights took him to the wreckage position of the aircraft.

“This is where the wreckage of the aircraft's fuselage was found, and there were about twenty passengers who survived the flight.” Song Shuhang explained: "But at that time, there were no two friends of mine among the passengers who survived the plane. I reckon they're probably on another plane wreck. ”

“I see.” The nine-lighter sensed it with his eyes closed for a while, "I felt two crowds around this area. A group of eight men whose breath had appeared near the wreckage of the aircraft. They are wandering in the jungle at this moment… so daring. ”

Eight people, near the wreckage of the plane again, should be with the old professors of their own ranks. Their squad is exactly eight, and it looks like they haven't met a terrible demon beast, or a giant eagle stream, and they're lucky.

“The other team, it's a combination of four, maybe the target you're looking for. Why don't you go check it out?” Nine lanes.

“Then ask Miss Nine Lights to take me to find the traces of those four men.” Song Shuhang nodded.

“Follow me.” The Nine Lights Master surprisingly cooperated very well with Song Shuhang and had no intention of disrupting it.

Looking at her like she really didn't have a purpose, was that a moment of excitement?

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Nine lights quickly approached the huge jungle. She moved quickly. Song Shuhang quickly ran "Gentleman's Miles" to barely keep up with her pace.

“You're very handsome.” Nine lights turned their heads and looked at Song Shuhang, laughing.

“I was lucky enough to meet a good senior who taught me how to do this.” Song Shuhang returned.

“Well, it suits you perfectly.” Nine lights nodded: “Then I'm going to speed up a little bit. Come on! ”

In short, she moved up the speed of her journey through the jungle.

Song Shuhang chewed his teeth and tried his best to run the "Gentleman's Miles" figure, barely hanging behind the nine lights.

“Nice, keep up.” Nine lights turned back and looked at the book sailing, laughing.

“I've done everything I can, Miss Nine Lights, and I can't keep up.” Song Shuhang made a noise when he breathed in.

At this point... the nine lights in front of him thumbs up again: “Try your best to use the word well, I love it! ”

Song Shuhang could not laugh.

“Close.” At this point, the nine lights suddenly stopped and sniffed the nose.

Song Shuhang also smelled Zhuge Yue as she spoke.

He was busy looking in the direction of the smell.

“Song, Song Shuhang?” A faint voice came from Song Shuhang's gaze direction.

Only, Zhuge Yue sat on a 100m tree, his petite face raised, looking towards Song Shuhang, as cute as a doll...

This metaphor is perfect - because the moon is just the size of a doll!