Under Gu Qingqing's gaze, Nan Hua used his sect's unique method to send messages to the others. He tried one by one but found that he could not send them out. Finally, he could not help but frown and put away the usual smile on his face.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?"Gu Qingqing looked at Nan Hua and asked with a hand gesture.
"Nothing." Nan Hua shook his head, not wanting Gu Qingqing to worry.
Gu Qingqing tilted her head and looked at Nan Hua. The hand behind his head moved, but it did not reach out. Instead, she turned to look at her surroundings.
It seemed that she could not feel the change of time in the dense fog forest. At the very least, Gu Qingqing had completely ignored the passage of time. Moreover, after staying in such a depressing environment for a long time, even her mood became depressed.
After Gu Qingqing turned her head, Nan Hua frowned slightly. Looking at the white fog around them, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
