韩国产三级三级香港三级日本三级

She was not curious about anyone else except An Jiuyue at the moment. She did not care how powerful the person Captain Dongfang described was. It did not concern her.

Her brother was in charge of recruiting people. What did it have to do with her?

“Alright, I won’t talk to you anymore. I’m going to refine medicine.”

After waving at Shang Ningshen, she returned to her tent.

Shang Ningshen sighed softly behind her. It was no surprise to him that his brother was enraged. He had always opposed Qian Jiyun, but he had such a troublesome younger sister who only knew how to help outsiders daily. If it were him, he would not get along with Qian Jiyun either!

He muttered, “Big Brother is so pitiful!”

An Jiuyue stayed in the camp with Qian Jiyun for the next few days.

It had been drizzling throughout the day, and a faint scent of wet grass lingered in the mist. It was somewhat unpleasant, and the people at the new camp found it hard to put up with it.

An Jiuyue also could not stand the stench and hid in the tent with the two children.

“Mother, the smell outside is really bad.”

Qian Yizheng leaned out a bit and immediately caught a whiff of the stench. His face turned green with disgust, and he quickly retreated, tightly sealing the curtain.

“It’s a good thing we have Mother’s specially prepared fragrant spices. Otherwise, I would’ve fainted from the smell.” Qian Yirong patted his chest, looking frightened.

He had been cultivating when he suddenly smelled the stench and almost vomited.

No longer concerned with his cultivation, he ran over to his mother. She happened to be looking for them, so the three of them nestled in the tent, ready to go nowhere.

“How long will this rain last?”

An Jiuyue looked absent-mindedly at the burning spices, their flames flickering in the air.

Just then, Qian Jiyun lifted the curtain and walked in. When he saw the three of them, he grinned and wanted to burst into laughter.

“Uncle Jiyun, close the curtain quickly. It stinks.” Qian Yirong turned pale with fright when he saw the curtain being lifted again.

Qian Jiyun closed the curtain quickly and picked them up.

“This is Huayan Peak’s distinctive lacquer rain. It smells a little bad, but it doesn’t rain often. Sometimes a year will go by without rain.”

He approached An Jiuyue and sat down next to her with the two children.

“It only smells a little bad?” An Jiuyue asked.

Her expression was similar to the two little ones when she first smelled it. She really wanted to vomit.

It was extremely difficult to survive here. How could a mildly spoiled person even survive here? She thought having her own microcosmic space was wonderful.

“It smells awful.” Qian Jiyun had to admit that the rain smelled terrible. “Although it smells bad, it gives the guardians a chance to rest.”

“Hm?” An Jiuyue raised her eyebrows in confusion.

Was it because the guards would hide in their tents because the smell outside was so bad?

“The vortexes on Huayan Peak will close when the lacquer rain begins, and they will remain closed until the smell of the lacquer rain dissipates. Demonic beasts from the planes cannot enter,” Qian Jiyun explained.

“I see.” An Jiuyue understood. “For how long?

“About half a month,” Qian Jiyun estimated..