Yun chujiu saw that the Meng Yanshou didn’t seem to be lying, so she believed it and took a detour to the miasma area.
The Meng Yanshou felt as if it had seen a ghost. It had never expected that the little girl with a black heart would go to the miasma area. Oh God, it wasn’t to be blamed for this. It hadn’t said anything.
A few days later, Hei Xinjiu arrived at the edge of the miasma area.
Even at the edge of the miasma district, there were no activities of the Yan clansmen. There were only some low shrubs on the ground. The miasma district in the distance was shrouded in white mist. There was no movement at all. It was dead silent.
“Curly hair, are there any demonic beasts in this miasma district?”Yun chujiu asked Meng Yanshou, who was still diligently reading the script in the spiritual beast bag.
