Looking at the smile she showed and the bright look in her eyes, thinking about the softness she held with her hands before and the touch of her mouth to mouth, her face turned dark again for a moment, but she couldn't see it when she covered her face with a big beard.

Seeing him turning around and leaving without saying a word, Feng Jiu was slightly stunned. After thinking about it, he followed him with a step: "Uncle, we are actually quite destined to be together, aren't we? You see, we met again here. Since that's the case, why do we do differently?"

Seeing him walking, she didn't even want to pay attention to her, and she didn't care. She thought that it was really dangerous to have her own strength, but it would be much safer to follow him.

So, she followed him and he stopped, but compared with her heartlessness, the cold air on Ling Mohan in front became more and more intense. Finally, she couldn't bear it and glanced at her coldly, frowned and asked, "Why do you always follow me?"

He believed that he was not an approachable person. In the past, those who met him did not keep a distance of three steps away?

Even if the person who was ignorant of his appearance was driven away by him repeatedly, he would no longer be shameless and followed him. But this woman could not get rid of her like a cowhide plaster.

"Because I only know you!" She looked at him for granted, with a hint of cramping flashing in her eyes, but the expression on her face was extremely serious: "Since you gave me a broken silver, I have decided you, you are a great person!"

Ling Mohan's forehead was floating, his eyebrows jumped, his face tense, and even his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line. His deep eyes glanced at her and continued to walk forward without opening his mouth.

If he had known that the silver he threw out had caused him such a cowhide plaster, he would not have thrown it out even if the silver was put on his body. God knew that he did not kindly reward the broken silver at that time, but he just took out a broken silver from his waist. He saw a little beggar squatting there and threw it out directly. Who knew...

Feng Jiu, who followed Ling Mohan, saw that he was walking deeper, couldn't help but flash, and looked at the black figure in front of him, and asked, "Uncle, is it true that there are many beasts in the inner circle?" I didn't expect him to make a sound, but I didn't expect that the indifferent and cold voice came.

"Since you know, leave quickly."

"Uncle, I will be with you to collect herbs and I won't cause trouble for you." She had just stuttered herbs, and most of the poison in her body had been relieved after being spit out of the mouth of blood. As long as she took another detoxification herb tonight, it would be almost done.

Originally, she was planning to untie the poison in her body and left Jiufulin. Who made her meet this uncle again? She thought of following him and taking some medicine. Although she had entered the inner circle before, she was only in the outer circle of the inner circle. Now she followed him to the depths, and she felt a little excited and expectant.

I wonder what kind of herbs will be inside? It is said that the more dangerous the place, the more likely it is to pick spiritual medicine. If she can pick spiritual medicine, it would be even better. If she doesn’t have it, she can sell it!
Chapter completed!