My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)

Chapter 390: Searching for Shen Ying for the Umpteenth Time

Yi Qing: "..."

Lonemoon, "..."

Indeed, they were worried for nothing.

"Eh, Chef, Father Niu?" Shen Ying's hand paused for a second before she stuffed the last pastry into her mouth and dusted her hands off. "Why are you looking for me?" The communications device suddenly rang and gave her a fright. She thought it was her sister.

"Master, are you alright?" Yi Qing asked.

"I'm fine!" She tilted her head.

Lonemoon pursed his lips. "Where are you?" He looked closely at her surroundings but could only see something gray . Her surroundings was a gray blur.

"I don't know!" Shen Ying shook her head. "I've never been here."

"Stay right where you are and don't move. We're going to get you now." Lonemoon had not hoped that Shen Ying would be able to tell him where she was.

As he tapped on the wristband, he shot Yi Qing a look. Both of them summoned their spirit swords at the same time, ready to look for Shen Ying.

"Exalted... Masters!" A weak voice called out from behind them. Yun Heng, who finally gathered up the strength to speak again, raised a hand feebly. "I... I'm here!" Have you forgotten something? Like me?

The two of them paused.

Shit! They really forgot about him.

Yi Qing walked briskly up to him and scanned him from head to toe, his gaze lingering on the spirit sword in his thigh. Frowning, he pulled the sword out. Then, he conjured a seal to heal Yun Heng's wound. He sounded annoyed as he said, "Your sword technique hasn't been perfected. Don't take your sword out to play."

Yun Heng: "..."

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Play?

Whose sword was this!

"Father Niu, where's Master?" Yi Qing carried Yun Heng onto his own sword and asked Lonemoon.

Red words appeared on Lonemoon's screen.

[This search is unauthorized!]

"Shit!" Lonemoon was extremely close to spitting out blood. What kind of freaking authority did they want? He had no choice but to give up and ask the person on the screen. "Shen Ying, describe your surroundings."

Shen Ying replied, "Foggy!" Extremely foggy, at that.

"Nonsense!" Stop using these vague adjectives – do you think we're in the capital? "Say something more specific!"

"Oh." Shen Ying looked around and lazily said, "I'm sitting on a rock. There's a tree beside me. Without any leaves."

"What else?"

"The temperature here is quite low. There's also some kind of noise further up... Eh?" She suddenly tilted her head. "There are a few figures coming toward me. I think these fools have been standing there for half the day now."

"What people? What are they wearing?"

"I can't see – I said it's foggy. There's low visibility."

"Then walk over and freaking take a look!"

"It's too troublesome!"

"Shut up!" Lonemoon finally exploded with the rage he had been trying to keep in. "Who the hell am I doing this for? What's more, you-"

"Father... Niu." Before he could finish speaking, Yi Qing patted his shoulder.

"What?"

Yi Qing answered strangely, "I think... I know where Master is."

"What?!" Lonemoon exclaimed. "Where is she?" How did you locate her?

Yi Qing pursed his lips, his expression turning even stranger. After awhile, he raised his hand and pointed in front of them. "There!"

Lonemoon turned to look in the direction that Yi Qing was pointing. Yet, there was Yin Qi all over so that all he could see in that direction was a patch of gray. Yi Qing conjured a wind seal to clean up that area, blowing away the thick Yin Qi.

A hundred metres away from them, a familiar figure could be seen seated on a huge black rock. She was resting her elbows on her knees and swaying.

Lonemoon faintly felt something snap in his mind. An enraged roar echoed throughout the area.

"Shen! Ying!"

Would it f*cking kill you to make a sound? You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You must be!

Wait a moment!

What did she say was coming toward her? She talked about trees, rocks, and three fo-

Flips table!

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You'd better make clear who the hell you were calling fools?!