Soon after, Jiang Fan reunited with the others.
The Red Demon Venerable looked at him with a strange expression: "Judging by your appearance, it looks like you had quite the haul."
Jiang Fan stifled a laugh and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, it was just a little catch-up."
Yue Mingzhu couldn't help but smile and gently pressed down the corners of Jiang Fan's upturned mouth with her slender jade fingers.
As soon as she let go, they curled up again.
She laughed and said, "How many treasures have you acquired, that your mouth curls up and won't stay down?"
Jiang Fan coughed lightly, covering his face with his sleeve, and said, "Nothing of the sort, hurry down, the Connecting Sky Black Pillar won't hold for long."
With his urging, the White Tiger charged forward again.
Yue Mingzhu covered her mouth with a laugh, turned her head to glance in the direction of the great rift, and a flash of nine-colored brilliance flickered in her eyes.
