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Chapter 397:【What the hell is this place?】

"That won't work! The emperor has long given the order. If he doesn't come back, you can't go anywhere. Read the latest chapter of vip\\If I take you with me, you will be killed by the emperor

I know, he must peel off a layer of my skin." Hu Er shook his head firmly, life is precious.

"Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, please, just take me with you. At worst, I won't expose myself. I'll just wear bodyguard clothes and stay on the plane..."

Gu Xiaoyao tried hard and soft, resorted to both soft and hard tactics, and tried every possible means. Finally, with all his words broken, he happily boarded a large private plane bound for the Great Rift Valley in Africa.

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"What the hell is this place?" Xiao Yin muttered: "It's windy and rainy, the sun is shining brightly, and there are those strange sounds that come from time to time. What kind of animal makes them?"

There was a strong wind in his ears, as if someone was trying to pull his clothes, and the strong wind seemed to suck him into some abyss.

He was leaning against a big tree and was assembling a rifle in his hand. He checked the rifle's safety three times and then put it back into the holster on his waist.

There was thick vegetation under his feet. Husi was blown away and rolled into a thicket of ferns. The long grass was cut at the edges, leaving his clothes in tatters and scratches on his hands.

He couldn't help but curse: What a rotten place.

Young Master Di looked around at the jungle around him, excluding the whistling of the wind and the rustling of shrub leaves in his ears. It was the faintly heard sounds of animals that were the scariest.

This place should be an unexplored primeval forest. They rested for a while and then continued walking forward, crossing a muddy creek.

Just when Xiao Yin was about to complain out loud about the leeches in the stream getting into his calves, Master Di quickly hissed and told him to be quiet.

"Listen." He pointed to his ears. The weird animal sounds seemed to be coming from the same direction.

"On the right." He raised his ears, discerned the direction, and took the lead towards the jungle on the right.

On the right was a denser jungle. The leaves of some ferns were so big that they could almost cover their bodies. Some of the men folded them down and wrapped them around their waists to resist the thorns of certain shrubs. The effect was really good.

good.

Some other plants are tens of meters high, with meridians as thick as a person's. They are comparable to a thick tree, but they are not trees.


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