"Where?"
"On the opposite mountain peak, there, quite a few!"
Lin Chen stopped and looked in the direction Nalan Wushuang pointed. Indeed, under a mountain peak, he could faintly see some figures.
More than one, it was a group of people.
This group of people wore the same blue clothes, so Lin Chen recognized their identity at a glance.
The Azure Dragon Gate of the Four Saints.
The people on the other side seemed to have noticed Nalan Wushuang and Lin Chen at the same time, and a middle-aged man quickly flew over.
The middle-aged man stopped in front of Lin Chen, smiled casually: "So, it turns out to be Your Highness the Holy Maiden..."
Nalan Wushuang calmly replied: "What do you mean?"
The middle-aged man laughed: "Please look for another place, Your Highness. The Guilingzhi here belongs to us!"
Nalan Wushuang said coldly: "It seems that the Guilingzhi hasn't entered your bag yet."