How can you survive?"
Lord Chen was not quite sure: "If he is a real immortal, why would he stay in this remote place? Why not go to the capital?"
Cao'er: "Have you ever seen an immortal who likes to get stuck in a crowd?"
"Besides, you are here. Do you think immortals are worthy of the enjoyment of the human world?"
Cao Er used a clip to pass the towel roll to Chen Hou: "Wipe your face."
Chen Hou took the towel in a daze.
"Why is this cloth so soft?" It's also fluffy, but not animal hair.
Cao'er: "This is called a towel, it's made of pure cotton."
Chen Hou asked again: "Cotton? Brocade?"
Cao'er blinked: "Don't you have any cotton here?"
Lord Chen: "What is cotton? Is it a flower?"
Cao'er was about to answer, but she was afraid that the other party would ask too many questions, one after another, and she would have no chance of getting away, so she said: "Come with me after you finish wiping your face, I will take you to find the immortal."
Chen Hou had no choice but to nod, but he couldn't help but say, "After I meet the owner of this place, I will ask the young lady to solve my doubts."
Cao'er: "Untie, untie, untie!"
Cao'er began to worry about the immortal.
I don’t know how many questions this person will ask the immortal.
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