The two looked at themselves and then at each other, and couldn't help but laugh.
Gungun's whole body was wet, and he shook it hard, and all the white salt stains mixed with water drops came out. The smell was a bit strong, and it made him sneeze.
When Xiaotuanzi saw this, he took out the water bag and gave it a bath, and then dried its fur with a towel.
He and Jun Buli took off their clothes, wiped their hair and body with a wet towel, changed their clothes and cleaned up.
"Let's go on chasing mother."
Xiaotuanzi picked up Gungun again and asked: "Where does the smell of mother go?"
"Zhizhi." Gungun stretched out his hand and pointed to the jungle.
Xiaotuanzi and Jun Buli looked at each other and walked towards the jungle without saying anything.
The island has dense vegetation, and the jungle is deep and silent, like a dark green swamp, which instantly swallowed up two small figures without causing any ripples.
At the same time, Yun Luo and the others had passed through the dense jungle and arrived at the entrance of a valley.
The valley is pocket-shaped, narrow on the outside and wide on the inside.
Outside the entrance is a flat land, which becomes narrower as you go in, splitting the sky into a line, which is strange and spectacular.
Standing at the entrance and looking inside, you can't see the scene inside the valley clearly.
And right on this flat land, there are two other groups of people standing right now.
A group of people were dressed in cyan uniforms with white piping, and all wore sharp swords at their waists. Their black hair was tied high and fixed with silver crowns, making them all look heroic and extraordinary.
The other group of people were also neatly dressed, but they wore white attire with green piping. They had swords on their bodies, knives on their bodies, and bows on their backs. Their weapons were all different, and their expressions were cold and serious.
These two groups of people were obviously not together. They stood on both sides of the entrance as if they were dividing the Chu-He-Han boundary.
Standing in front of them were Venerable Yu and Venerable Qiulan whom everyone had seen.
In addition, there are five or six maids dressed in white and wearing veils, standing quietly a little further away.
There are really a lot of people gathered.
I heard footsteps coming.
The two groups of people turned their heads at the same time, and more than a hundred pairs of eyes stared at the warrior from the Four Kingdoms who followed the maid in white.
For a moment, the atmosphere became eerily quiet.
Dozens of warriors from the Four Kingdoms were whispering excitedly along the way, but at this moment they involuntarily closed their mouths and their expressions became solemn and nervous.
Obviously, these two groups of young teams are the disciples of the two major sects who are going to enter the secret realm this time.
The team in green clothes and swords are disciples of the Qingyun Sect.
The team dressed in white are the disciples of the Chongyun Sect.
As for the Xianle Palace, as the person in charge of this session, according to the rules, you are not allowed to enter the secret realm, so no disciples came, only a few maids were waiting here.
The maid in white who led the way did not speak during the whole process. When she saw people from the other two sects, she quickened her pace and walked over to salute slightly: "I have seen these two venerables."
Venerable Qiulan nodded lightly and took a look: "Why are there only these people?"
"I encountered some accidents on the road and suffered some damage..." the maid in white explained calmly.
Venerable Qiulan asked a few more questions, but did not go into details.
Yun Luo stood in the crowd, without sticking his head out. He glanced past the sect disciples who were getting ready, glanced into the valley, and inadvertently met the eyes of Lord Yu.
There was an intriguing smile on the corner of Venerable Yu's lips, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Yun Luo looked at him for a moment, then looked towards the valley calmly.