Seeing Gong Ziluo's figure, he looked happy, turned around and performed lightness kung fu, and landed in front of Gong Ziluo in the blink of an eye, and said excitedly: "It can be regarded as finding you."

He stretched out his hand to hold Gong Ziluo's shoulder, looked up and down, stared at Gong Ziluo's cheek carefully, as if he was afraid that she might lack some of her facial features.

Seeing that Gong Ziluo had no other wounds other than embarrassment, she was relieved, looked down and saw the back of Gong Ziluo's hand that had just been stabbed by thorns, grabbed her hand, and said nervously: "You are bleeding Now, what kind of wound is this? How did you get hurt?"

Gong Ziluo was stunned for a moment, then felt the pain from the back of her hand, retracted the back of her hand, pointed to the pair of thorns behind her and explained: "It's just scratched, it's okay."

While the two were talking, they saw the other two teenagers rushing over, and they were relieved to see Gong Ziluo standing in front of Yan Nanjin well. [

"They are..." Gong Ziluo looked at them, seeming familiar.

"Miss, it was Da Furen who sent us to come down with Young Master Yan." One of the young men said softly, although his words were not offensive, but judging by his demeanor, he obviously disdain Gong Ziluo and doesn't respect him very much!

Gong Ziluo didn't know it at the foot of the mountain. After her signal was transmitted, Gong Zhuowan summoned everyone in the palace house, but no one was willing to go down to the swamp to look for it. Considering the method, Yan Nanjin, who heard the news, came to the door and volunteered, saying that he was willing to go down.

Knowing the current strength of Gong Ziluo, Zhao Chunhua didn't want Yan Nanjin to have too much contact with his daughter, but there was nothing he could do, so he ordered his two cronies to come down with him.

Gong Zhuowan even used his own high-grade treasure to Yan Nanjin. The high-grade fairy weapon was a boat built by an ancient spirit tree that could soar into the sky. The few of them were presented with high-grade anti-drug pills, and then they came down.

"Since you're all fine, let's go up quickly to avoid monsters haunting you." Yan Nanjin suggested immediately.

"Okay!" Gong Ziluo nodded.

The two young men who followed looked at the Biying fruit on the top of the tree with greedy faces, and said strangely: "Since they have already come down, why don't you pick some fruit and go up?"

Although they don't know Biying fruit, they know that the fruit that grows here without poisonous gas must not be ordinary.

Gong Ziluo had already picked the best Biying fruit and put it in the storage bag. Seeing that they were greedy, she glanced at Yan Nanjin again, but she saw that Yan Nanjin didn't have the slightest expression of heart. She was a little surprised, but she heard Yan Nanjin say: If you two are willing to risk your life for money, then pick it, but we don't want to wait any longer."

Only he knows how many monsters there are here.

But why Gong Ziluo was safe and sound, he didn't know. He could only understand that Gong Ziluo's cultivation base was too low. Gong Ziluo didn't restrain her coercion to frighten those low-level monsters. If she alarmed the high-level monsters, the consequences would be disastrous.

Although those two teenagers wanted to get rich, they cherished their own lives even more. After hearing Yan Nanjin's words, they didn't dare to say anything. They just picked up a few Biying fruits and boarded the boat that Yan Nanjin had brought.

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