Chapter 180: Waste Firewood? (1)

It wasn't until all those people were sent away that everyone came back to their senses, and when they looked up again, they saw that the person was completely absent from the window on the second floor.

The crowd couldn't help but ponder.

Who is this man?

For Lone Bamboo, all people are curious.

After all, her star-picking building is so peculiar......

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Knowing that Guzhu was back, Long Anhan was not in the mood to stay in the palace.

In that deep palace, he has been in the palace for more than ten years, and he has long been tired of it.

However, because of Guzhu's departure these days, he didn't have any reason to go out, let alone what to do when he went out, so he didn't go out.

"Lonely Bamboo...... You've finally come back, and you've been there for many days, how's it going? Are there any injuries? Long Anhan asked with concern.

He knew very well what the Forest of Death was, so he never stopped worrying about it these days.

When Gu Zhu heard this, he turned his head to look at Long Anhan's anxious appearance, his heart couldn't help but warm, and he shook his head: "It's okay, I'm not injured." ”

Whether it was in the previous life or in this life, the name An Han has been deeply rooted in his head.

It's like a ray of sunshine, a hint of redemption......

Although these two An Han are not the same person, Guzhu is more fortunate.

Fortunately, the tempers of the two of them are exactly the same, and fortunately, Long Anhan did not subvert the perception of 'An Han' in her heart......

In fact, Guzhu has never believed in friendship.

But Long Anhan's appearance was an accident.

A planned accident.

Perhaps, unconsciously, she had already invested her feelings for An Han on Long Anhan......

In the twenty-first century, she is left with only An Han to worry about......

"How is that possible?" Hearing this, Long Anhan obviously didn't believe it.

He knew exactly what the Forest of Death was.

The Forest of Death, so dangerous, no matter how strong you go in, you will die without a place to be buried, it is very terrifying.

And Guzhu, who is just a weak woman, how could she retreat in the Forest of Death?

No matter what, Long Anhan didn't believe it.

Hearing this, Gu Zhu avoided the heavy and said: "Luckily, I just happened to meet a master who broke into the Forest of Death alone, and because he was too powerful, he attracted all the demonic beasts away, so I just picked up a cheap one." ”

Of course, it wasn't like that, but she wouldn't tell the truth.

After all...... In their eyes, Yi Xian is a strange existence.

"Is that really the case?" Long Anhan asked curiously.

Guzhu nodded and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Long Anhan also sat beside her and stopped talking, and drank tea quietly.

"Oh yes, Guzhu, this is for you." Long Anhan suddenly took out a piece of jade pendant with excellent color from his arms and handed it to her.

Hearing this, Gu Zhu looked at it, and then asked, "What is this?" ”

"Nan Jiayu is a very good jade for people's bodies, it is a piece of cold jade, you are a woman, your body is yin, this is for you, just for you to recuperate your body." Long Anhan explained.

Nan Jiayu ......

There has never been this kind of jade in history, it should be a relatively novel jade, Nanjia, it should be the name of it, right?

"How did you get there?" Guzhu asked.

This piece of jade, at a glance, you can know that the color is very good, very valuable!

Long Anhan was almost so poor that he was not as good as a guard or palace maid for her before.

But now, how could he have such a good jade pendant?