Chapter 1872

"Yes, how can a living person disappear?"

Jing Shu stepped forward with a nervous face.

"I don't know yet. Since Fengzi isn't with you, let's look elsewhere."

Yu Shinan sighed and was disappointed. Then he looked at several other old guys: "let's go and look elsewhere."

With that, he waved his big sleeve and turned to leave. Xue Ji and others followed closely behind. There were only two lonely girls left.

"Sister Jingshu, what should I do now?"

Zhang Yuyao grabbed Jing Shu and jumped in a hurry. She took childe Zhang as her husband. Now that her husband is missing, she is the most worried

"Don't worry, don't worry, let me think."

Jing Shu patted Zhang Yuyao on the shoulder, lowered her head and thought about something. After a while, she looked up and said, "now we two weak women have no way, why don't we go find it?"

"Good, good."

Zhang Yuyao nodded hurriedly. In fact, her heart was already in a mess at the moment. There was no way. Now Jingshu gave an idea and naturally agreed.

"Let's go."

Jing Shu doesn't hesitate. She pulls Zhang Yuyao to the classroom.

As soon as they got near the playground, they saw a large group of students streaming out of the classroom, led by Yuan Hong.

"Yuan Hong, how's it going? Is there any whereabouts of Childe Zhang?"

Jing Shu stops Yuan Hong and asks anxiously.

"It's Miss Jingshu."

Yuan Hong stopped, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "there is no whereabouts of the Dean yet. I'm going to look for it. I won't tell you first."

With that, he ran forward, waved to the students behind him and said, "you go to the forging workshop, you research institutes, you go to the canteen, and the rest go up the mountain... You must find the dean."

When the voice fell, the crowd dispersed in three groups and five teams and ran in different directions.

The news of the disappearance of the Dean swept the whole academy like a strong wind, and everyone began to go out for only one purpose, that is, to find the dean.

For a time, the whole collapse mountain was full of academy students.

They kept looking for it on the mountain, as if they had forgotten the time. The winter weather seemed to pass very fast. Soon the sun set in the West. They had to hold torches and look for the corner of the mountain.

However, no matter how the students look for it, the Dean seems to have evaporated between heaven and earth. There is no one at all. Even the canteen, chicken nest, etc. everyone has looked for wherever they can think of, but they just haven't found the figure of the Dean, which makes everyone anxious.

Yu Shinan and others even plan to go to the holy face and look for it with the help of the people of the imperial court, because they know that Li Erlang will never ignore Fengzi's disappearance.

At the same time, on the hot-air balloon.

Bursts of cold wind blew and made Zhang Feng curl up with cold.

"Where are you?"

Zhang Feng pulled out his blanket and looked at the iron ox beside him.

Chumo snorted, slowly opened his half narrowed eyes and glanced down. However, he didn't see anything in the boundless night. He only found a little light, so he had to reply faintly: "I don't know where I am."

With that, he wrapped the spy again. It seems that it is very cold.

Zhang Feng was not used to his problem. He pulled the spy back and glanced down: "how does the light look like fire?"

With that, he frowned and felt something wrong.

This is Shengzhou. There are no officers and soldiers. How can there be a fire?

Is it a Turk?

Yes, it must be Turks.

Only Turks have such a habit.

He suddenly sat up and wiped his eyes. It was really a fire, and there was more than one pile.

"Iron ox, big cake, bug, get up quickly."

Zhang Feng pushed the three with an anxious face.

"What's the matter?"

The eldest son yawned and glanced lazily at Zhang Feng. He was sleeping, but he was awakened by this guy. It was time to get angry.

"Look there."

Zhang Feng pulled up Chang sun Chong, pointed to the direction of the fire and looked excited: "it should be the camp of Turks."

"Turkic camp?"

Chumo grabs the wire and looks towards the fire. Sure enough, he sees a lot of fire.

It's night now. According to the custom of Turks, campfires will be lit near the camp when marching, mainly to prevent sneak attacks by wild animals, and on the other hand, to keep warm.

Now there are so many campfires below, it must be the camp of Turks.

So I'm moving to the Turkic camp now?

What if the hot air ball falls on the camp?

Didn't he become a prisoner of the Turks?

I shivered at the thought.

"Feng Zi, you hurry to find a way to go back. This is a Turkic camp. You're going to die."

Chumo grabs Zhang Feng's shoulder and almost pleads.

On one side, sun Chong and Du Gou seemed to understand the seriousness of the matter. They looked at Zhang Feng one after another and begged: "Fengzi, find a way quickly. My family also pointed to my inheritance. I don't want to die here."