Traveling through time and space to become the richest woman and falling in love with the young mast

Chapter 263 An Wuhen is not at the Flame Gate

Having said that, Dongfang Qingmo believed that Shui Shui could understand.

Fatty Qian also advised, "Sister, be obedient and go back to Zisenmen with me."

Qian Shuishui had no choice but to nod in grievance.

Dongfang Qingmo walked forward, hugged Qian Shuishui gently, and comforted her: "When things are resolved, we will have a good reunion."

Qian Shuishui could only agree.

Early the next morning.

Dongfang Ti first went to the Huguo Temple.

Then they returned to the inn and prepared to set off with their respective men.

Qian Shuishui looked at Dongfang Qingmo's back, her heart full of worry and reluctance. She secretly prayed that this operation would go smoothly.

Zi Li turned back into her original form and was held in Dongfang Qingmo's arms.

Dongfang Qingmo rode on the horse and turned back to wave at Qian Shuishui, "Let's go!"

Qian Pangpang saw what Qian Shuishui was thinking and patted her on the shoulder. "Don't worry, sister. They are capable of handling it."

Qian Shuishui forced a smile.

Of course she knew that it would be hard to let go if they separated suddenly.

The team walked away, but Qian Shuishui was still standing there looking around.

Dongfang Qingmo and others galloped all the way, the sound of horse hooves echoed throughout the valley, raising clouds of dust.

They were extremely anxious and wanted to fly to the Fireworks Gate immediately.

During this long journey, Dongfang Qingmo and Huangfu Yi walked side by side, but both of them seemed a little restrained.

They did not dare to do anything beyond the rules, for fear of being discovered by Dongfang Ti.

Along the way, they only exchanged glances occasionally, silently conveying to each other.

Two days later, when they finally arrived at the Fireworks Gate, the scene before them left them dumbfounded.

The entire sect was dead silent, without a trace of life.

The place that should have been bustling with activity is now filled with mummies scattered all over the place.

These mummies have obviously been dead for a long time, and their bodies are in a strange shriveled state, as if all the water has been sucked out.

The air was filled with a strong, rotten smell that was nauseating.

"It seems that An Wuhen is no longer here." Dongfang Qingmo frowned.

There was deathly silence inside the Fireworks Gate, with no sign of life at all.

Obviously, there are no living things here anymore.

"Then where will he go?" Dongfang Ti asked with a frown on his face full of worry.

Everyone looked at each other, unable to figure out what was going on for a moment, and the situation came to a stalemate.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Dongfang Qingmo suddenly had an idea and remembered Zi Li's special ability.

She gently woke up Zi Li who was still sleeping.

"Sister Qingmo?" Zi Li opened her eyes sleepily and looked at Dongfang Qingmo with a confused look.

Dongfang Qingmo smiled and said to Zili, "Zili, can you ask where An Wuhen went?"

Zi Li perked up immediately after hearing this. She jumped out of Dongfang Qingmo's arms, landed on the ground, and said confidently, "That's easy!"

Dongfang Ti, who was standing by, saw this and cried out in surprise, "Huh?"

Where can I ask this?!

Dongfang Qingmo said to Dongfang Ti confidently, "Second Uncle, just wait and see!"

Zi Li ran quickly to a place with dense grass like a nimble little rabbit, and then squatted down.

She stretched out her little hand and gently stroked the grass, muttering something, as if communicating something with the grass.

After a while, Zi Li stood up and ran back to Dongfang Qingmo happily, saying excitedly: "Sister Qingmo, they said that the black fog went to the north."