Ji Xiaoyu vomited for a while, her lively eyes brightening slightly, offering some consolation.
"That thing is made from the silk of Heavenly Cold Ice Worms. In ancient times, only the earliest Ancient Ancestors who aligned themselves with the Ancient God Clan could use it. They were the oldest royal family, dating back nine thousand years."
Gu Jianlin said earnestly, "Due to its unique material, this type of silk scarf was mostly used for wrapping feet."
Ji Xiaoyu yanked the scarf from her neck and threw it on the ground, spitting furiously.
Pei! Pei! Pei!
When she raised her head again, she angrily bit into a handkerchief.
"You were sent by my grandmother to disgust me, weren't you?!"
She roared.
"You're absolutely right."
After saying that, Gu Jianlin paid no attention to the irritable child and instead turned to gaze into the depths of the dense forest.
Tang Ling glanced at his back and followed him.
