Li Xianxian has never been ignored like this since she was a child.
However, because the other party was the beloved disciple of the sixth-level messenger, she had no way to be arrogant in front of him, so she could only be cautious and smile a little to please him.
The group of people climbed onto the big white bird again and flew towards the Mingguang Mountains.
Di Lingyue from Shanhai Academy looked up at the foggy sky and asked in a low voice the Xuanjian Peak disciple sitting next to him.
"The sky seems to be getting gloomier now."
"If it rains later, should we find a place to take shelter?"
We won't let everyone go forward in the rain.
The Xuanjian Peak disciple smiled and explained, "Don't worry, Lord Messenger, everything will be arranged."
"We just need to follow the messenger."
Di Lingyue nodded and then said nothing more.
When it was almost noon, drizzle started to fall in the sky.
Jiang Xiaonai slowly took out a waterproof cloak from the ring and wrapped it around herself.
Then he looked up at the sky and murmured lightly, "Looking at the gloomy sky, I'm afraid a violent storm is coming."
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Blah blah blah...
The heavy rain poured down as if for free.
Inside a very simple farmhouse.
Jiang Nai and his party of twenty-one people were all crowded into a thatched shed.
A faint musty smell wafted over my nose.
The two Xuanjian Peak disciples standing at the door frowned in disgust.
Jiang Nai stood in the corner of the thatched shed, holding a basin in his hand and catching the rain with an expressionless face.
The little girl caught the raindrops dripping down from the cracks on the side into the basin...
Xiaopang turned to look at her and couldn't help laughing.
Xiao Nai is so cute and funny.
She still had that fancy waterproof cloak on her head, and her face looked dark.
Looking through the gap in the thatched hut, he said with a somewhat cold expression: "Looking like this, thunder and lightning are probably coming soon."
She just finished speaking.
I saw a bolt of snow-white lightning suddenly striking the broken window of the thatched shed, and a faint white light shot out with a "stab" sound.
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
Zhao Ziang said with a bit of laughter and tears, "Fourth girl, can you please stop talking?"
Whatever you say, I have to say that Jiang Xiaosi’s mouth really seems to have been opened.
In the cracks of the thatched hut, the sound of dripping water became more rapid.
It's raining heavily outside and light rain inside.
Jiang Nai held a basin and couldn't help but sigh.
"I feel it..."
Unexpectedly, before the little girl finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yu Wenyou and Xi Zhuo who were standing aside.
"Don't! Stop feeling it, ah."
Jiang Nai pouted her lips and said with a serious face: "Are you really not going to let me say it?"
"What I want to say is very relevant to where we are now."
"Don't!" It was rare for everyone to remain consistent and spoke in unison.
Then he glanced at her angrily, thinking to himself that this girl is just a crow's mouth, and she will do whatever she says.
Jiang Nai hugged the basin and stopped talking.
Xiaopang walked around the corner of the thatched shed, found a slightly cleaner place, and asked Jiang Nai to go there and rest for a while.
Unexpectedly, the little girl who has always been extremely lazy, never sitting down when she can lie down, and never standing when she can sit down, actually politely rejected Xiaopang's kindness this time, and walked towards the door with a basin in her hands.
"I slept just fine yesterday. Let me keep watch today while you sleep."