Fang Zheng finally exchanged his Gu with Langya Earth Spirit after going through torture. After letting Langya Earth Spirit send him out, he found himself still sitting on a stone bench in the stone forest. The wound on his hand had already formed a blood scab and showed signs of healing, but the blood on the stone pillar had not completely dried. This is the time flow rate of the world's first blessed land. It has a time flow rate thirty-six times that of the outside world. It even exceeds the time flow rate of many Ten Absolute Body Gu Immortals. It is worthy of being a blessed land that fell from the cave heaven. Fang Zheng was still sighing, and suddenly he felt a voice coming from the stone forest. Suddenly he heard a female voice, the voice was a little rough but the gender could still be distinguished "a woman like a white deer." Fang Zheng looked for the sound and found a team of five people, who seemed to be escorting goods. The caravan would not have so few people. The leader was the woman who had just spoken.
Although she was a woman, she seemed to be a little stronger than the man next to her. Her dark skin color clearly showed the traces of years of sun exposure. She wore a scarf made of mink fur on her shoulders. The only thing that could be called clothing was the bandage wrapped around her chest, which completely exposed her solid abdominal muscles. Her lower body was just ordinary pants made of cloth. It was not spring yet and Fang Zheng felt that the temperature was below zero, but her clothes made it impossible for Fang Zheng to tell whether she was cold or hot. Of course, Fang Zheng did not care about their clothes and identities. He was more concerned about the blood stains on the pillar. Would it arouse suspicion? However, it seemed that they had not been here for long. Two different voices suddenly sounded in Fang Zheng's mind "The strongest of the five people is only the second level. Kill them all and don't leave any souls." "Try to communicate first. If you are really sure that they know something about this place, it's not too late to kill them. And the fact that they are only the second level has no effect on you. If you kill people because of some uncertain possibilities, not to mention that this is paranoia, then it is no different from Fang Yuan, and even no different from the Ghost Demon Lord who kills people indiscriminately when he is unhappy with others." "What's wrong with learning from Fang Yuan? He was born in the Gu world. A time traveler who has lived! He has suffered losses while crossing the river by feeling the stones, so he has the experience that I lack. I can make up for this part by learning from him. " "Because I am not Fang Yuan! I don't want to be him, and I don't have such great ideals as him, so there is no need to be as cautious as him and want to win big with a small investment." "So what? Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one. If you want to live a stable life, you must solve all the unstable factors. I want to entrust my life to uncertain strangers? " Fang Zheng's eyes widened and he kept taking deep breaths to calm his emotions. He was almost torn apart by these two ideas. Until the team walked through the stone forest and came to Fang Zheng's eyes "Little White Deer, where is your tribe." The other team members behind him interrupted "Boss, she doesn't seem to be a girl? Not even from Beiyuan." The female Gu Master who led the team replied viciously "My eyesight is not that bad! How can this eye and hair not be White Deer." As she said that, she squatted down and pointed at Fang Zheng's eyes. Seeing that Fang Zheng didn't respond, she carefully poked Fang Zheng's face. At the moment her fingers touched it, she felt it was very delicate and soft, just like the milk jelly in Beiyuan.
She immediately shouted to the people behind her "Whose man can have such skin?" Fang Zheng then really noticed that the white deer they were talking about was himself. ? ? ? Fang Zheng smiled and said calmly "I am indeed not from Beiyuan, I don't have golden blood, and naturally I don't have any tribesmen in Beiyuan." The Gu Master behind the leader pointed at Fang Zheng and said excitedly "I told you, she is a man." The leader female Gu Master glared at the person behind her, turned her head and stared at Fang Zheng, gradually frowning White skin, long eyelashes, big eyes, soft long hair, flawless skin as soft as milk jelly. All of this shows that the person in front of her is a woman, and it is normal for her voice to be a little rough. When his team members were disobedient and lazy, he shouted at them for a long time, and his voice became much rougher. She stood up. "We are not of golden bloodline. My name is Yan Yan. We are escorts delivering goods for the young master of the Dongfang family. We are going to the Bei family, probably in that direction." The female Gu Master pointed to the south and added. "They are." The Yan family? It seems a little familiar, but the Dongfang family is now in contact with the Bei family. Is it for the royal court? Fang Zheng did not hide it and said directly. "I am Gu Yue Fang Yuan, a native of Nanjiang. I was framed and expelled from the family. I made some bamboo products all the way from Nanjiang to Beiyuan. I heard that food in Beiyuan is cheaper." Yan Yan nodded in agreement. "We are going to rest for one night at Crescent Lake. There are a lot of wolves around here. It is easier to deal with them with more people. You can come with us. It is dangerous to stay here alone." Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Thank you." As Fang Zheng stood up from the stone bench, the group of people realized that Fang Zheng was a little taller than them, about half a head taller. So he followed the group out of the stone forest and set up camp by the Crescent Lake. During this period, he kept activating the Breath-Suppressing Gu and the Wind-Listening Gu, trying to investigate the situation here. But he only heard "The people of Southern Xinjiang are really cold-hearted, and they didn't say a word along the way." "People of Southern Xinjiang are like this." "But do all men in Southern Xinjiang look like this?"
"I heard from others that people in Southern Xinjiang live in the mountains like monkeys." Various regional discriminations were constantly heard by Fang Zheng. This made him feel relieved. "How did he come to Beiyuan when he is so handsome?" "******" Although Fang Zheng was relieved, his face darkened. Setting up camp is also a physical job. As several team members followed Yan Yan's command, it soon fell into the night. As the team members fell asleep, Yan Yan sat alone by the campfire to keep watch. There were many water wolves and other wild animals living near Crescent Lake. Fang Zheng sat by the campfire opposite Yan Yan. "Little White Deer, you should go and rest first. We have been doing this for a long time and it is not your turn to help keep watch." Fang Zheng just sat there without saying a word. "Then let's chat, so that time will pass faster. How did you get kicked out of the family?" . . . Yan Yan added, "If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it. I'm just curious. The relationship between me and the clan here is not good." Fang Zheng waved his hand, "It's okay. I'm already in Beiyuan, and they can't hit me." The unstable firelight reflected on Fang Zheng's face, and he suddenly said, "My father passed away when I was young and left a fortune. This property was naturally transferred to my uncle who adopted me temporarily." . . Fang Zheng very plainly finished telling a story based on Fang Yuan, who battled wits and courage with his uncle to regain the inheritance, but was limited by rules and talents and ultimately failed to overcome the powerful uncle and was expelled from the family. This made Yan Yan feel very aggrieved. She clenched her fists and wanted to rush to southern Xinjiang to beat up the uncle in Fang Zheng's story.