Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

The person who spoke obviously didn't expect that both of them would look at him, and he was panicked for a moment.

"What I mean is that we are in the open now, while some people are in the dark. If we alert them, it will curb their plans, but what if they have other plans? Or maybe they don't have as many plans as we think!"

Bei Ming looked at the two of them seriously.

"That... makes sense, what do you think, brother..."

Bei Ming turned around thoughtfully and looked at Gu Yanming

Gu Yanming didn't say anything, but just looked at Bei Yuan seriously.

"Do you really think so?"

Gu Yanming's eyes were like a black hole in an ancient well, unfathomable and terrifying.

"Of course, I won't lie to you, Master."

The sound is clear and loud, with a resounding impact

"I think we need to observe more about what happens next, otherwise even if they want to take action, we won't know."

Bei Ming looked at Gu Yanming seriously and said

"So do you have a plan?"

Bei Ming shook his head and looked at him seriously.

"Then you act like you have a plan."

He walked forward without even looking at him.

"Hey~ doesn't this make me look very smart, hey!"

Bei Ming stretched out his hand to grab forward, but he grabbed nothing.

"Master, you are so cute"

The man in black reached out and held his hand, stroking the back of his hand with his thick palm, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Are you... scolding me?"

"How dare I..."

The sound of their laughter drifted into the air from near to far.

Just as the two disappeared, a thin figure emerged from behind a tree, looking at the disappearing figures with a worried look in his eyes...

It was still cold, but the weather had gotten better over the past few days. I didn't know if the efforts of the few people had been rewarded by God. After a loud bang, the door slowly opened.

"How is it..."

Everyone rushed forward to ask, even Gu Yanming, who was always self-possessed and steady, couldn't help but have a curious look in his eyes.

The person who came out was Elder Lingji from that day. He shook his head and looked at everyone.

Seeing him like this, everyone was a little nervous.

"What do you mean? Didn't you say you were very sure? Why..."

The man in red, who was standing in the crowd and was squeezed at the back, pushed the crowd aside and grabbed Lingji by the collar.

"Master, don't be so anxious, let the elders of the family talk to you first..."

"Okay... I want to see what this bald ass can say."

"Master, I am not a monk..."

The man in black had a helpless but slightly doting expression on his face. He reached out and smoothed his messy collar.

"Everyone... especially this emotional donor, I never said that he couldn't be saved."

Lingji, who was standing in front of everyone, had a smile on his face, and he didn't look like the man who just shook his head.

"Then why are you shaking your head..."

After hearing what he said, the man in red couldn't help but ask him:

"This is Bei Ming, the master of Zixiao Peak, right?"

When I heard him mutter my name, I forgot that my mouth was open for a moment, but the next second, a pair of big hands covered it.

"Master, you forgot again that drinking too much northwest wind will cause diarrhea."

The sound was so gentle, like a feather caressing his ear, and he couldn't help but shudder slightly.

"Yes, elder, this is the Lord of North Peak."

After saying this, the man couldn't help but look at the old man in front of him.

"It's just as the rumors said..."

"Romantic and suave?"

"Unlearned and incompetent"

The old man's eyes became sharp, and he stroked his beard.

"you........"

The man in red was so angry at his words that he jumped up and stretched out his hands from his cloak, waving them and ready to go up.

"Beiyuan, drag your master away and let him calm down. If he still can't calm down, I don't mind freezing him into an ice sculpture."

After saying that, he squinted his eyes at him.

In that instant, the noisy people suddenly quieted down and shuddered.

"You"

Bei Yuan looked at the person in his arms with a reproachful expression, then raised his head and nodded at the person in front of him, indicating that he would not disturb them anymore.

Gu Yanming then turned around, looked at Lingji, and asked seriously: "Elder, please teach me."

The voice was extremely humble, like a primary school student asking for knowledge.

The old man facing the crowd nodded, stroking his beard and said: "The reason why I shook my head at the beginning was that there might be things that you didn't expect, but overall it was a success."

"What do you mean?"

Bei Ming forgot for a moment what he had to remember to do just now: shut up, and asked

"Because...he doesn't remember anything about you guys."

"Ah~?"

Bei Ming was silent for a moment, and the boss with his mouth open

"You forgot again?"

The person next to him covered his mouth again and looked at everyone with a smile.

"When I said he didn't remember, I meant that he didn't remember some things, but he still remembered some things. The most important thing is that his injuries have healed."

The old man smiled and stroked his beard

“So what does he remember?”

Just as Gu Yanming finished speaking, he heard the door creak open again, and a familiar figure walked out.

“Then why don’t you ask me?”

A familiar voice sounded at this moment, and a familiar face appeared in front of everyone

"you......"

Gu Yanming looked at the man standing next to Lingji, staring at him without blinking, as if he was looking at some long-lost treasure.

"What? If you want to ask something, just ask it. Why are you hesitating? This is not like you. And you are like this... I..."

The man said as he glanced at his face with his deep eyes, walked down the steps, and just as he was about to touch his face, he was stopped by another hand.

"Master...Master...how do you feel after waking up?"

The person who reached out his hand was Bei Yuan, who was covering Bei Ming's mouth. He looked at the man in front of him and blurted out

"I feel pretty good. At least I feel a lot more relaxed. Although I can't remember some things, it doesn't affect..."

"Then please take out the Immortal Cloud Order and save my disciple from danger."

Gu Yanming cupped his hands and said calmly without paying attention to other people's eyes.

The cold wind was like a knife, wantonly blowing through the snow-covered palace. The sky and the earth were bleak, and the white snow reflected the cold sunlight, which hurt people's eyes. In this icy and snowy place, people stood, their breath condensed into white mist in the air, as if even time was frozen by this severe cold.

No one spoke, and the air seemed frozen, with only the occasional sound of snowflakes falling, which seemed particularly clear in the silence. Everyone's eyes met in the air, and everyone's eyes were filled with hesitation and fear, but they were all covered by the emotions that they dared not speak.

The expressions on everyone's faces were almost frozen, as if even the slightest tremor of a muscle could touch the most fragile string in their hearts. Their lips were tightly pursed, trembling slightly from time to time, but they never made any sound. In this frozen world, every slight movement seemed extremely abrupt, as if afraid of breaking this hard-earned tranquility.

However, in this silent confrontation, someone's eyes began to flicker slightly, and in the next second a female voice sounded

"Junior brother, are you going to help the tyrant?"