Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

Foggy Valley

"Young Master...where are we going?"

Nan Li walked beside Long Zixuan, looking a little timid, and said cautiously, "...There are many spirit beasts in the fog valley...what if..."

"Noisy!"

Long Zixuan impatiently raised the golden sword and wanted to hit him.

Nan Li shrank back in fear, and quickly said tactfully: "Wrong, wrong! I have no objection to where the young master goes! No objection...!"

In the sect, no matter whether they are senior brothers or junior brothers, they all have to call Long Zixuan "Young Master".

It's not for anything else, it's just that behind him, Long Zixuan, there is a father who is the head of a sect in the late stage of distraction and is extremely wealthy, and a grandfather who is in the late stage of tribulation and came out of seclusion to support his grandson despite the risk of backlash.

The princes of the empires on the mainland are not even as good as Long Zixuan.

"Hmph!" Long Zixuan snorted coldly and retracted his sword.

Nan Li shrank his neck as if he had survived a disaster and walked behind Long Zixuan.

He looked at the foggy scene ahead, with a field of vision of less than ten meters, and finally couldn't help but speak weakly:

"Little boy..."

Long Zixuan glanced at him coldly, and a trace of forbearance flashed across his handsome but slightly immature face: "What?!"

"Uh... I want to ask, what are we doing here?"

Long Zixuan chuckled, shaking the tall ponytail on the jade crown, and said with disdain: "Of course you came to Wugu to look for dragons? Otherwise, what do you think you can do?"

"Besides, I have so many spiritual tools and magic treasures, am I afraid of the spiritual beasts here?"

"But..." Nan Li glanced at the movement in the bushes and swallowed, "Young Master, we seem to be a little short of people, right?"

Long Zixuan's surname is Long, and his ancestors seemed to have some connection with dragons, so he was very interested in the green dragon in the fog valley.

After returning to the main force, Long Zixuan led a team of six people out alone and headed towards the Qingqian Peaks.

"Why are you panicking?"

Long Zixuan sneered, "I have a dragon blood formation on my body, these trash dare not enter my body, not to mention that my cultivation is not low."

He was right. Any spiritual beast would be afraid of the divine dragon aura emanating from the Dragon Blood Formation. As soon as Long Zixuan approached, these spiritual beasts would run away.

Looking at the spirit beasts fleeing in panic, Nan Li's mood suddenly improved and he even breathed a little easier.

Yes, how could I forget this? The young master has a dragon blood formation on him! How dare the spirit beast come... Hehe.

"But young master, we seem to be lost..." New troubles arose and Nan Li scratched his head.

"Nonsense! I'm not blind! Don't I know?"

Without a map, Long Zixuan lost his way and couldn't find the legendary lake. He immediately pursed his lips and looked unhappy.

"I heard..." Nan Li looked at the vast fog and his heart suddenly began to beat, "...the fog in the foggy valley can confuse people and make them hallucinate. Not only that, places with a lot of fog are more likely to have ghosts. Are we... going to encounter a ghost wall now?"

"You, don't talk nonsense!"

This was the first time that Long Zixuan encountered such a situation, and he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

He didn't listen to his senior brother and secretly took people out. If he didn't return within one day... he would definitely be severely scolded.

The six people in the team looked at each other in confusion.

"Ahem!" Long Zixuan pretended to be calm and coughed lightly, then said loudly:

"Why are you panicking? You're just scaring yourself. Be brave, my lord!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden rustling sound from the bushes nearby, followed by a faint voice:

"Save... help me..."

Six people, including Long Zixuan, froze in place instantly.

After a while...

Long Zixuan trembled: "Ghost...?"

Nan Li screamed as he was dying: "Ghost!!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Waaaaaah, run!!"

The six people immediately swarmed forward.

Long Zixuan's face was pale. He looked back while running to see if anything was following him.

As he was running, Long Zixuan suddenly missed a step and quickly fell backwards...

"what……!"

He screamed in surprise as he felt weightlessness.

Long Zixuan closed his eyes and waved his hands in the air.

But surprisingly, he did not fall, but his body stopped in mid-air at a 45-degree angle.

Long Zixuan felt a strong hand supporting him from behind his waist...

Through the clothes, he could feel the touch and warmth of the hand, followed by a clear, cold and numb voice that he was familiar with.

With some doubt, she called out his name in a clear and loud voice:

"Long Zixuan?"