Ji Bujie looked at Xiu Yan in confusion: "So, why is the Black Mountain Tribe invading the Ancient Wood Forest? This place seems great~"
"Let's go in and take a look." Xiu Yan bent down to pick up Ji Nuan.
"I can walk by myself, you know?" Ji Nuan actually wanted to run freely across the plains.
But Xiu Yan's strong arms held her tightly in his embrace: "Honghong's reaction just now was very unusual. Let's first see the situation here; maybe it's not as simple as we think."
Upon hearing this, Ji Nuan glanced back at Honghong, who was hiding far away, and nodded: "Alright, Brother Xiu Yan, you be careful too."
The black land stretched infinitely, with the shorter grasses reaching as high as Xiu Yan's calves, and the taller ones even reaching his chest. If Ji Nuan got down, she would probably be lost in it.
Even sitting on Xiu Yan's shoulders, she had to occasionally push aside the grass in front of her to see the road clearly.
