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Chapter 1970 Infuriating Valley

After hearing Lu Fan's words, everyone looked over.

"Lu Fan, are you kidding us? We got here with great difficulty, and we have obtained part of the inheritance of Shifang City, and we did not see any danger."

"Before our eyes, there are bigger and more treasures right in front of us, within easy reach."

"You actually let us go without going in?"

Cao Qitian said coldly: "You have been blocking me since the foot of the mountain. What are your intentions?"

Most of the other members of the Guwu family chose to remain silent.

After all, they can go to the top of this mountain and discover the swordsmanship of the ten directions.

It is inseparable from Lu Fan’s contribution.

But, after they have just tasted a little bit of sweetness, let them go and give up halfway?

They are reluctant to leave, and no one can part with the ancient and powerful inheritance in Shifang City.

"Can't you really see that Shifang City deliberately carved the sword skills in this position for people who come in to observe and learn at will? In fact, it is to let you people learn this set of sword skills after arriving here.

Then leave consciously and don’t go any further.”

"This is Shifangcheng's advice to you to retreat, do you understand?"

Lu Fan shook his head and saw that everyone ignored his words and did not want to continue talking.

At that moment, Cao Qitian led the Cao family members to leave first, with hundreds of people following behind him.

Only Song Buyu and the Song family looked at Lu Fan hesitantly: "Are we really not going?"

Even though he trusts Lu Fan so much, he still wants to go deeper and continue to dig into the secret realm of Shifang City and the treasures of Ziyue Valley.

Lu Fan smiled slightly, with a hint of joking in his eyes, "We will go in too, but not now."

At this time, Cao Qitian had already led everyone around the palace complex and came to the depths of Ziyue Valley.

The white mist of Ziyue Valley rises and fills the air, and the beautiful scenery is looming in the white mist, just like a fairyland on earth.

And Cao Qitian led everyone to stand behind the palace complex, looking at the mountain forest shrouded in thick fog, his pupils slightly contracted: "Purple Moon Valley, as the name suggests, is a valley where countless inheritances and treasures of Shifang City are buried.

, look at the valley directly ahead shrouded in white mist."


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