"It's definitely not realistic to go to the South China Sea Wonderland to find it. The South China Sea Wonderland will collapse and everything will turn into nothingness."
"There is no way the monks left there can survive."
Zhao Lian'er frowned slightly: "But those who go to the South China Sea Wonderland are only part of the monks of the Qinglian Secret Realm. If you can go to the Qinglian Secret Realm to know them and ask them to take action, things will be much simpler."
"Qinglian Secret Realm?"
Lu Fan murmured the name repeatedly.
"It's just that it's obviously inappropriate now."
Zhao Lian'er shook her head and rejected the idea: "In this extraordinary period, so many people in Nandu are watching you. If you leave now, it will shake the morale of the army. If there is any danger again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it."
Unknowingly, so much time has passed, and Lu Fan has become the backbone of this group of people.
Zhao Lian'er, Zhao Wanzi, Song Jianqiu, and other forces from all sides are about to take refuge.
Once Lu Fan chooses to leave Nandu at this time to search for the Qinglian Secret Realm, the situation in Nandu may be uncontrollable.
Lu Fan sighed and was about to speak.
The cell phone rang suddenly.
Not many people know his number now, and those who can contact him are only important people and things.
He picked up the phone and saw it was from Zhao Hong.
"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong?"
"Where are you?"
Zhao Hong got straight to the point.
"Emerald Valley."
Lu Fan said.
Zhao Hong hesitated for a moment: "Don't move there. I'll go over and bring someone to meet you. You might recognize him."
"Someone you know?"
Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, but the call had already been hung up.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Lian'er asked.
"It's okay. I have to meet a friend later. Please take care of them. I'll be back soon."