Unscrupulous Concubine Evil Lord

With an order, the game officially began. .

A team of 50 people basically stepped into the white fog barrier of the valley, and all of them were scattered to pieces.

Only Jin Yuanbao took Xia Chuyi's hand and followed her like a follower.

"On the first day of junior high school, we are friends."

"Yes."

"Then you must protect me."

Xia Chuyi looked at Jin Yuanbao and stuffed another night pearl into his hand, a bean-sized sweat dripped from his head: "Do you treat your friends like this on weekdays?"

"Isn't it enough?" He said and handed the storage bag on his body to Xia Chuyi, "This is all I have on me."

The storage bag is also a treasure, because it is only the size of a money bag, but it can hold things ten times and a hundred times larger than its volume. A good storage bag can even hold a house.

Xia Chuyi knows that in this world, spiritual cultivation requires a lot of money. It costs money to buy materials and instruments, money to buy defense suits, and money to buy panacea and herbs...

But at this moment, she did not accept Jin Yuanbao's storage bag, but looked at Jin Yuanbao very seriously: "Why do you think that we are friends as long as you give me money? Why do you think that you only need to give me money?" Give me money and I will protect you?"

When Xia Chuyi asked aggressively, Jin Yuanbao froze for a moment, and replied emphatically, "My father said, there is no friend who cannot be made with money."

"Bang—" Xia Chuyi directly rewarded him with a chestnut.

Seeing Jin Yuanbao clutching his head so wronged that he was about to cry, Xia Chuyi sighed and said, "Yuanbao, the friends you can make with money are all wine and meat friends. Who will talk to you when you have no interests? Make friends with your heart." The friends you meet are the real friends, no matter what kind of situation you encounter, they will help you. Do you understand?"

Jin Yuanbao was very teachable: "Understood. So, do you want me to take back the storage bag?"

"Stupid!" There was another burst of chestnuts, and Xia Chuyi glared at him fiercely, "The money I sent out and the water I poured out are all in my hands. There is no reason for you to take it back. I am educating you. Don't stuff things into other people's arms!"

Jin Yuanbao seemed to have spent a lot of energy digesting Xia Chuyi's words, and finally came to a conclusion - in the future, he could only put things in her hands, and not randomly stuff things into other people's arms, he understood.

Xia Chuyi rolled his eyes regardless of his appearance, and didn't bother to say anything to him, and continued walking towards the valley.

There were obviously so many people coming in, but at this moment, not even a single sound could be heard.

It was clearly a sunny day, but the venomous sunlight seemed to be unable to penetrate these fog barriers, and the wind was gusty, making it indescribably cold.

Xia Chuyi pulled out Shiwu, who was sleeping soundly in her arms, and asked quietly: "Fifteen, there seems to be something wrong with this valley, what's wrong with it?"

Fifteen yawned, stretched his limbs, and replied casually: "This is called Monster Soul Valley. It is an ancient battlefield of the Great War. The corpses of monsters who died here can be piled up layer by layer as high as the mountain. It has been washed by heavy rain for a month, and the water flowing out from here is still red, something is not right and normal."

"Why have I never heard of the Ghost Valley?" Jin Yuanbao next to him leaned forward, although he was puzzled, he stared at Fifteen even more curiously.