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"Is this so..."

The boy responded lazily, stretching out his voice, looking like he had no interest.

After all, Huang Zhan’s style has nothing to do with him, as long as he doesn’t provoke him, it doesn’t matter.

Seeing that Wang Zi was safe and sound, and feeling reluctant to answer questions, everyone stopped talking.

Yan Zhishui chuckled and waved his hand: "Alright, alright, since nothing is wrong, who cares..."

"Yeah." Bai Qi also nodded in agreement.

"...Yes! Since senior brother is back and we have more strength, shall we go in quickly?" Wu Yang suddenly came back to his senses and clenched his fists.

"Where are you going?" Wang Zi looked at him.

"Wugu." Yan Zhishui took over the conversation and continued: "It's not far ahead. We were originally discussing whether to go in, but now that you're here, it's just right for us to go in together."

Bai Qi nodded seriously: "Yes, originally it was a bit difficult for us to go in with only four of us in the early stage of Jindan. It's just right that Senior Brother came back."

Yan Mingchuan, who was standing aside, had a gloomy face. Seeing that everyone was surrounding Wang Zi, he said "Tsk" in annoyance.

Wang Zi heard it.

He glanced at Yan Mingchuan who was standing behind him, and then withdrew his gaze when he saw Yan Mingchuan become obedient in an instant.

"So..." The young man's voice was low, hoarse, cold and very pleasant to the ear.

"Kiriya, what are you doing?"

"Mist Valley, as the name suggests, is a valley filled with fog."

Yan Ting stepped forward and explained: "The Fog Valley is at the bottom of the Qingqian Mountains. The fog never dissipates all year round. The visible distance is ten meters. Because the concentration of spiritual energy here is very high, many spiritual beasts live here."

"In addition to spiritual beasts, there are also many rare magical herbs growing here. The most important thing is the lake in the middle of the foggy valley."

"There lives a blue dragon from the fairyland in the lake. It is said that the blue dragon likes to listen to stories. As long as someone can tell a story that satisfies it, it will give the storyteller something."

"This is why everyone wants to go to Fog Valley."

Wang Zi: “…” The dragon who loves to listen to stories, and I’m also a pig who climbs trees.

"Got it." Wang Zi nodded expressionlessly, although he was a little bit unconvinced.

"Oh." Yan Zhishui stepped forward, nudged Wang Zi with his elbow, and winked at him: "Although I know it's a bit outrageous, but Junior Brother..."

Yan Zhishui's eyes lit up instantly: "Don't you want to see the legendary dragon with your own eyes?"

The one in the lake of Tianfu Sect is a dragon.

Although it is rare, it is obviously not as good as a real dragon.

The snake becomes a python, the python becomes an anaconda, the anaconda becomes a dragon, and the dragon becomes a dragon.

A Jiaolong, no matter how big it is, is still just a Jiao, and is different from the ancient mythical beasts.

Moreover, in this world, the dragon clan is listed among the immortals and can be considered as immortal beings.

Judging from the human race's awe and yearning for the immortals, dragons are indeed something that can make people unable to help but be moved.

Seeing that everyone seemed to agree with Yan Zhishui's words, they looked at him expectantly.

Wang Zi hesitated, nodded up and down, and said slowly: "I want to...right?"

"Let's go then?!"

Seeing that the young man agreed, Yan Zhishui grabbed Wang Zi's wrist and hurriedly brought him into the Misty Valley.

In the distance, seeing the figures of the crowd disappear in the fog, Tian Yusi frowned slightly and had to follow.

After entering the foggy valley, it was exactly as Yan heard, and it was clear that the distance was only 10 meters.

Wang Zi has the highest level of cultivation in the team and takes the lead.

Yan Zhishui followed him and started talking incessantly again.

Yan Zhishui: "Brother Bumian, I'm still very curious why Huang Zhan didn't attack you. Can you tell me?"

Wang Zi held the sword: "It's a long story..."

Yan Zhishui looked excited: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm willing to listen...!"

"So I don't want to say it." Wang Zi interrupted him gently, his tone flat.

Unexpectedly, the boy refused so bluntly. Yan Zhishui felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and laughed dryly.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha…hahahahaha…”

"Senior brother."

Bai Qi interrupted in time, with a serious look on her cold face.

Wang Zi turned his head to look at her: "What's wrong?"

She continued in a deep voice: "Our people are not all here yet. We are missing one person."

Tian Yusi, who was eavesdropping from a distance, suddenly felt something was wrong. He didn't expect that Bai Qi still remembered such a young disciple like him.

"Ah? Is there anyone who hasn't arrived yet?" Yan Zhishui was a little surprised.

Bai Qi said: "Yu Xiufeng, the disciple named Tian Yusi."

She turned around and looked at Wang Zi seriously, asking: "Brother, where did that disciple go?"

"..."

The team fell silent.

Wang Zi suddenly had an idea.

He said expressionlessly: "Dead."