In the hidden dense forest of trees, Lin Tongtong led dozens of disciples of the Flower Mansion, who were cautiously guarding the front. Although their team was silent, an anxiety spread everywhere.

A female disciple approached and said, "Senior Sister Tongtong, Junior Sister Elian has been out for so long, will something happen?"

Lin Tongtong didn't say anything, but her increasingly frowning brow showed her inner worry.

Seeing that Lin Tongtong didn't say anything, the female disciple suggested again: "Do you want to send another junior sister out to vent? At least it's good to find Junior Sister Elian."

"No." Lin Tongtong shook her head firmly, "Only among us, Junior Sister Elan is the best at hiding. If even she is discovered, she will only send someone out with firewood to put out the fire. In addition, the environment here is too complicated, sending someone out may expose us."

"Swish..." Lin Tongtong was still talking, and a clear voice rang out. Before the Baihua Mansion could fight martial law, the man had already revealed his figure.

After seeing the identity of the visitor clearly, Lin Tongtong frowned and said, "Junior Sister Elan. How dare you come here so recklessly? Have you forgotten the words of Master. As the eyes in the team, do you have to keep the calmest state at any time?"

"Uh..." Elaine stuck out her tongue embarrassedly. She took out a piece of bark from behind and sent it to Lin Tongtong as if she was doing her best. She said excitedly: "Sister Tongtong, look at what I found."

Lin Tongtong took the bark for no reason and saw a few words clearly written on it - there is nothing to do here, so you can feel at ease - the Medicine God.

"It's this medicine god again." Lin Tongtong couldn't help but sigh.

Elaine said, "Senior Sister Tongtong, what's wrong? The Medicine God said that it's safe and sound, then it's definitely okay here. Without further ado, I think we can pass here as soon as possible." Hearing this, the female disciples behind Lin Tongtong nodded one after another, without any doubt about the Medicine God's words.

"No!" Lin Tongtong refused flatly, "As a disciple of the Baihua Palace, how can you survive by relying on the information given by others at all times? If you don't go to explore the way, then I will go in person." As she said that, Lin Tongtong wanted to set off.

"Senior Sister..." Several female disciples spoke out and pulled Lin Tongtong back.

Elaine asked, "Senior Sister Tongtong, the medicine god has been helping us all the time. Why are you so disgusted with him?"

"Oh." Lin Tongtong sighed, "What do you know? People's hearts are unpredictable. The situation in Winterfell is so clear. Our Baihua Mansion, Longhu Mansion and Poxuan Gate are not opponents of the six sects. But the Medicine God chose to help us. If things are abnormal, there will be demons. None of us knows what the medicine God has to do to help us."

Elaine continued: "Senior Sister Tongtong, this medicine god has helped us many times. If he has any bad intentions, it should have been exposed long ago. Besides, we are back from the secret discussion of Poxuan Gate, and we need to convey the meaning of Poxuan Gate to the master as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will believe in this medicine god again."

"This..." Lin Tongtong hesitated immediately. She also knew that the Medicine God had already taken action if he wanted to harm them; but she was just worried that her whereabouts were so easily controlled by others.

Elaine said: "Sister Tongtong, if you are not at ease, then I will continue to open the way ahead and report it immediately when there is any news."

"This... OK." Lin Tongtong finally nodded and instructed: "Junior Sister Elan, be careful of everything."

"Yeah." Elaine nodded, and then moved her body and flew out. Lin Tongtong and others did not delay any longer and followed her.

In the bustling downtown, a large-scale pharmacy is like a red toad. It lies quietly beside the street, with a very extraordinary momentum. The pharmacy is crowded with people, and the noise is endless, and it seems very lively. It seems that even in the almost unified Winterfell, the world is still not very stable.

A tall man covered his right arm and walked into the pharmacy with a bad look on his face. Several pharmacy children rushed forward and respectfully welcomed him into a secluded cottage. Seeing that the man looked for granted, he didn't know that he thought the store was opened by him.

"Who is that? So tough?" A young man looked at the man's departure back with resentment.

"Who knows?" The other man shrugged, and he grabbed a medicine boy passing by and asked, "Who is that person?"

"Shh..." The medicine boy immediately seemed to hear something terrible, and quickly signaled to them to silently say: "The two adults don't know anything. That adult has an indescribable relationship with the Yin-Yang Sect."

"What?" The two of them were terrified and shook each other's eyes and separated from each other. On this land, as long as they had connections with the Yin-Yang Sect, they were real overlords, and they were not something that ordinary people like them could afford.

In the secluded hut, the tall man was sitting on a chair, resting his arms on the table, fiddling with his fingers a little bored, and there was no trace of injury. He looked around, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Brother Qin Cang." A full of energy sounded, and a strong young man walked in through the small door beside him.

"You guy, you scared me every time you appear." The tall man was Qin Cang, the former leader of Huangfeng Village. He stood up and patted the young man on the shoulder with great familiarity.

"Haha..." The young man smiled and said, "Has I let the news you spread?"

"Of course it has been reported. Your intelligence work is so good. I'm just running around. What's the difficulty?" Qin Cang said to the young man with a smile, but his eyes were extremely complicated.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that the medicine god who made the six major sects such as Yin and Yang Sect had a great headache, would be the young man in front of him who only had the cultivation level of the fasting realm.

Whenever Qin Cang thinks of the name of "Medicine God" produced by this young man with poor cultivation, he feels unrealistic.

The young man didn't care about Qin Cang's eyes and said to himself: "That's good. As long as Lin Tongtong is not a fool, they should be able to return to Baihua Mansion safely."

"Yes." Qin Cang didn't know what to say, so he nodded.

"Okay, Brother Qin Cang, you go and rest first. You will have to escort Uncle Yun and Sister Yun back to Liao'er City in the next two days." The young man said.

"What? They are going back?" Qin Cang asked.

"Yeah." The young man nodded, "The six major sects have become increasingly quiet recently. I always feel that something is going to happen in Winterfell. Just be careful, I'd better send them back."

"Okay. Listen to you." Qin Cang nodded. He didn't know. This was the first decision this young man made based on his own feelings. He only knew that the young man had never missed such a decision.

After seeing Qin Cang away, the young man walked back to the small door again. Before the small door closed, a crisp sound could be heard.
Chapter completed!