The other type is because they have too good feelings for each other, so they hurt each other and dislike each other. There is no doubt that Emperor Xiutian and Feng Muran are obviously the second type.
Therefore, Nangong Wenchu, Helian Shuiruo, Lin Yinfeng and others were too lazy to interfere in their frequent quarrels. Sometimes they even thought this was a rare pastime. Watching these two people quarreling,
Even my mood became happy.
But when it comes time to get serious, the two of them clearly cooperate with each other better than anyone else, and they care about each other more than anyone else. There is no better way to get along with each other. Such teammates have such deep affection, which makes people like them so much.
Nangong Wenchu waved his hand to attract everyone's attention, then looked at the map and said: "Although there are no other arrangements, I still have to remind you."
Pointing at the map, he continued: "According to the instructions, we should continue walking down, and then we can see a swamp grassland... Our enemies are probably ambushed there... But we have no idea what kind of enemies they are.
Got it..."
Nangong Wenchu's eyes became serious, he looked at everyone seriously, and said: "But on the swamp grass, we have two points, we must be cautious, and we must keep them in mind!
The first point is, of course, to be careful of our lurking enemies. There is nothing to say about this.
And the second one is...nature. Everyone must be careful. Once you enter the swamp, you must not struggle. The more you struggle, the deeper you will sink. Be sure to remember! Look at the road before lifting your feet, and feel before lifting your feet.
It’s not a real swamp, it’s definitely a difficulty!”
After hearing Nangong Wenchu's words, everyone's faces froze, and then they nodded solemnly: "Okay!"
Feng Muran didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly looked at Emperor Xiutian and said: "Xiutian, you must be careful in everything, don't show off your courage." After saying that, he no longer looked at Emperor Xiutian, but looked at the map.
Silently started to stay.
Seeing Feng Muran, who had always had a playful smile on his face, actually looking solemn, Helian Shuiruo couldn't help but feel something unusual.
So Helian Shuiruo tugged on the sleeve of nearby Nangong Wenchu, pursed his lips angrily, and looked at Feng Muran, who had a serious face.
Seeing Feng Muran's look, Nangong Wenchu pondered for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Feng Muran, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking so serious?"
Then he looked at the map in his hand. The shape of the swamp grassland was like a huge devil's mouth, as if it was eagerly waiting for everyone to step in and feed it.
Nangong Wenchu continued: "If you have any concerns, just say it, so you won't regret it later."
Helian Shuiruo also timidly glanced at Feng Muran, who had a serious face, and said softly: "That's right, Feng Muran. Nangong Wenchu is right. You haven't seen anything along this way, and you are not afraid of anything else."
Okay. Just tell me if you have anything to do..."
Feng Muran looked around at everyone and saw that everyone was looking up, looking at him with confusion in their eyes. He hesitated for a moment and finally opened his mouth and said:
"I just feel that the situation is getting more and more dangerous. Look..."
With that said, Feng Muran glanced at the map, pointed in the direction of the cherry blossom forest, and said softly: "Before the fire demon in the cherry blossom forest, the monsters we encountered could only move within their own territory."
His face fell silent for a moment, Feng Muran's voice became deeper and he continued: "