"I can't leave like this. I brought Xiao Wu back. I must bring her back." Peng Zhan did not accept what Ye Mo handed him, but said firmly.
"This drawing is a secret passage leading to the outside world. I completed it five years ago. I originally planned to use the passage to leave here, but I really couldn't worry about An'er and the others, so I gave up. If you go out from here, you won't Someone is blocking you." Ye Mo ignored Peng Zhan's words and said to himself.
"I said, I won't leave alone, never!" Peng Zhan pushed those things back hard.
"If I had known you were so stupid, why would I waste a night? Don't you know how much you weigh? What's the use of staying here other than to die? Get out of here!"
"If I abandon Xiao Wu like this, even if I am alive, I will only be a walking corpse."
"Okay, if that's the case, I'll help you." After Ye Mo finished speaking, he slowly stretched his palm toward Peng Zhan's chest.
Peng Zhan wanted to dodge, but found that he could not move at all. He could not even feel the existence of his own body. He was extremely frightened in his heart, and sweat fell from his forehead in large drops.
When Ye Mo's hand was about to touch Peng Zhan's chest, he stopped, sighed quietly, slid his hand down, and stuffed the alchemy furnace and map into Peng Zhan's pocket.
Seeing that Peng Zhan was about to refuse again, he said coldly: "Take it, it's up to you whether to leave or not. This is the choice I leave to you."
At this moment, various crisp bird calls sounded outside the house, like hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix.
Although Peng Zhan stayed up all night, he did not feel sleepy at all, because he had experienced a night of brainstorming. Stimulated by a large amount of novel knowledge, he felt that every cell in his body was in an extremely excited state.
He wanted to enjoy the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers to calm down his mood, but Ye Mo had a sullen face and walked out before him.
Outside the hut is a sea of flowers. Various fragrances are blown by the breeze and come in waves like waves. When the flowers are swaying, you can still see the emerald green leaves.
Just when Peng Zhan was marveling at this fairyland on earth, he suddenly found a dark head among the green leaves. The head was motionless as if it was growing on those green leaves.
But the eyes on his head were very sharp, like a sharp sword, constantly scraping Peng Zhan's skin, causing Peng Zhan's body to shrink into a ball subconsciously.
"Now that we're all here, let's open the window and speak frankly. It's a matter of time anyway." Ye Mo lowered his head and said quietly.
His voice was like a stone thrown on the water. It jumped several times in the air and traveled far away without losing any strength.
"The envoys of Liefeng are paying homage to the Imperial Master!" Two men in gray clothes lined up on either side of a cluster of fiery red flowers and bowed to say hello to Ye Mo.
"The four guardians of Wangyue Mountain, pay your respects to the Imperial Master!" The four people also gathered around a cluster of pink flowers.
"The golden boy of Luo Manshan, pay your respects to the Imperial Master!" They were two handsome young men, a boy and a girl. Although they looked very immature, their auras were no weaker than the others.
"Divine Sword Peak..."
"..."
"..."
Peng Zhan was overwhelmed by the continuous calls of greetings. Although he didn't count, he estimated that everyone from the three mountains and seventeen peaks should have arrived.
It’s just that he doesn’t understand, since he attaches so much importance to it, why the peak masters of these mountains don’t come, they are all protectors and envoys.
Just when Peng Zhan was confused, he suddenly felt a large group of people rushing towards the sea of flowers. They suddenly rose into the sky about a few dozen meters away from the cabin.
Then it fell slowly, and finally landed lightly on the flower clusters, which were surrounded by their hands.
