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Chapter 52 Didn't You Say Goodbye to Me?

Seeing this reaction, Ruger immediately understood. He paused and stood up: "Let's go first, don't go up to Nanshan for the time being. There is an available room at our mountain gate. Let him rest there for a night first. When he wakes up, let's talk about that brother..."

Xiaofang said: "I'll go up the mountain and inform my brother's family."

Ruger nodded when he heard this and walked ahead to lead the way.

His face was always cold, but he was not really indifferent. After walking a few steps, Ruger couldn't help but turn around and ask, "How did that brother die?"

Dashan's eyes turned red: "He died in the flowers and phantom monkeys because of me."

Ruge paused, his pupils shrank suddenly: "What? Have you encountered the flower of deceased and the phantom monkey? Are you within the range of the Monumental Forest?"

Yuan Ping replied heartlessly: "Clan leader, the stele forest has been swallowed up and fallen into the ground, we have not made it."

Ruge was not as good as him. After hearing this, his face changed suddenly, and his eyes became dark like a deep well. He called another gatekeeper and in a hurry said, "Please take care of the mountain guard brothers for me."

Then Ruge pulled Yuan Ping away: "Come with me and tell me what I encountered on the way."

Chu Huan kept carrying Nanshan and walked into the mountain gate. After entering the mountain gate and walking around the Holy Spring, he then passed a winding road around the big cave and set a small cave. He came to a place that looked a bit like a small valley. There were unattainable mountain walls on all sides. A beam of light hit it straight up and down here, like a naturally formed small patio.

There are many small houses in the small valley, with all bedding inside, and are a place for gatekeepers to rest when they are not on duty.

The gatekeeper who led the way led Chu Huan to the largest room, glanced at Nanshan's face, lowered his voice and said, "I'll get you some food and water?"

Chu Huan said in the Liyi tribe who had become much more proficient in it: "Thank you, thank you."

The gatekeeper quickly brought all kinds of necessities and thoughtfully pulled Chu Huan up the wooden door at the entrance of the cave.

Chu Huan gently placed Nanshan on the bed, reached out and touched it, and first touched the blood and sweat of the hand. He didn't know if Nanshan would be dehydrated if this continued.

Chu Huan's eyes turned to the water tank. When he was about to stand up and pour a glass of water for Nanshan to pour it, he was caught by the unconscious Nanshan.

Nanshan grabbed it tightly, as if he was pulling a life-saving straw in the drowning. His fingers were giggling and he couldn't even break it. Chu Huan had to bend down and soften his voice and said in his ear: "Let your hands loose, can I pour you some water to drink?"

Nanshan obviously didn't listen to anything, and Chu Huan even doubted whether he still felt it.

His teeth were bitten tightly and he clenched Chu Huan's wrist to tremble. Chu Huan reached out to cover Nanshan's back. Before he could even struggle, Nanshan just noticed the slight movement and hugged him regardless of the effort. This time, with almost dying struggle, he immediately put Chu Huan on the hard stone bed.

Chu Huan felt that his ribs were almost slimmed by Nanshan twice, but he did not struggle. Ren Nanshan held them without letting go, then slowly raised his hand, put them on Nanshan's back, and gently stroked them like hair.

"Didn't you say you want to worship me?" Chu Huan said.
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