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The Hengduan Mountains, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, are the longest majestic mountain range in the territory of the Dasheng Dynasty, with more than 600 peaks above 10,000 meters above sea level.

The highest mountain named Badala is the tallest of these, reaching a height of more than 30,000 meters.

It is covered with snow all year round, and the bottom of the temperature is that most of the ancient beasts known for their hardiness are difficult to resist.

It's not just its altitude that makes this mountain famous, it's two legends.

One of the legends is more ethereal, saying that at the peak of Badala lives the Ancient Sacred Beast Xuanbing Dragon, which has long disappeared from the sight of humans.

This giant dragon is the guardian of the entire Hengduan Mountain Range, and it is a god-like existence of the entire Hengduan Mountain Range.

In fact, legends about real dragons have always been popular in the human world.

But there has been no conclusion on when it first appeared, but this holy beast has been passed down by humans in a totemic way.

Because that's a symbol of power, that's the pinnacle of power.

A long time ago, the true dragons were the rulers of this world, they were huge, they had an endless lifespan, they could turn over rain and rain, they had great magical powers, they were the most top-level creatures in this world.

But later, for unknown reasons, the number of true dragons decreased sharply in a short period of time, so that there was no trace of them in the end.

The creatures that remain in the world that are related to dragons are just ancient beasts with a little bit of true dragon blood.

Even this trace of bloodline gives these fierce beasts the power of ten thousand beasts, which is a kind of innate power, which comes from the imprint of the soul.

After all, it's just a legend, the real Xuanbing Dragon, no one has ever seen it.

And those who can afford to go up do not reveal a single message about the summit to the secular world.

Another legend is that under the peak of Badara, there lived a group of aborigines who guarded the peak, and they were known to outsiders as the Feathered People.

Because they have the speed of running like electricity, it is said that when they reach the extreme, they can travel back in time and space.

They run between the peaks of Badala all year round, and no one has ever seen them for what they really are.

They have guarded this peak for generations, guarding their home in their hearts.

They are the ones closest to the gods, the attendants of the gods, and it is said that with the blessing of the feather people, they can be free from all diseases and live a long life.

But no one has ever seen the true face of the feathered people.

At this time, on the steep mountain wall on one side, a petite figure in a black leather jacket was trying to climb.

The steepness here is already more than 80 degrees, the key is the perennial snow, the cliff is covered by ice edges, slippery without leaving hands, and the place to put your feet needs to be determined several times before you can find the point of focus.

At this time, there is still a distance of more than 20 meters from the platform above where you can rest, and the mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the impact on the climbers is also increasing.

"Bang" ice chips splashed everywhere, and the ice sled in his hand smashed steadily into the mountain wall on one side.

Seeing the foothold, her arms were strong, her body swayed, and the vitality in her body swayed, allowing her to invade the floating feathers, lightly cross a protruding stone, and land steadily on another cliff.

Although the vitality in her body was close to exhaustion, she did not send a signal, but with her unyielding will, she climbed up hard.

Even though her hands and feet are now numb from the cold, and she is unconscious, her thin body always seems to burst out again when she is exhausted.

On the edge of the resting platform above stood two men in black cloaks, both of whom were watching the girl's every move on the rock wall.

One of them was unusually tall and thin, like a spear straight into the sky, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura, which made people feel pins and needles in their eyes when they looked at it more.

His eyes were slender and sharp, like a cold knife, ruthless to the extreme, and the cold that emanated was more piercing than the cold wind of this Badara.

Another man in black stood to the right of the tall man in black, with a knife hanging from his waist, and his intact left hand was holding the handle tightly and looking at the figure below with a nervous face.

This is the fifth time that this is the fifth trial of entering the mountain, and compared to the previous four trials, this time it is more dangerous than the first four times combined.

The wind and snow became more tight, and the weather became colder and colder, but looking at the cold eyes of the alliance leader, there was no change in the slightest because of the danger encountered by the little girl below.

In fact, he knew that the alliance leader was one of the people who cared about the little girl in the world, and he would not see the little girl in any danger, and of course with his strength, he would not let the little girl be in any danger.

But from childhood to adulthood, the alliance leader has been training the little girl in an unusually cruel way.

Almost all of those trainings are a little perverted in the eyes of outsiders, but they make the little girl more powerful in the experience of blood again and again.

Although these methods seem so cold-blooded, perverted, and impersonal.

The little girl below had really exhausted her strength, and tried to jump up several times.

But there is no trace of vitality in the body, and the heat is passing rapidly.

The wind and snow were blowing like ice blades on her tender little face, and it was about to turn her into a white snowball. But she gritted her teeth and refused to call for help, even though she knew that if she opened her mouth, she would be able to stand on the resting platform immediately.

She wants to see where her limits are, she wants to challenge her limits, and she wants to make herself strong as soon as possible.

She doesn't need to rely on anyone, she wants to protect those she cares about, she has to do it, she screams hard in her heart.

But manpower is sometimes exhausted, and it takes a lot of effort for a third-rate master to climb a cliff like this, not to mention that now she has barely reached the strength of the fourth-rate upper rank, if it weren't for her body being different from ordinary people, she would have been unable to support it for a long time.

Gritting his teeth, so many winds and rains have come over, and I don't believe that this small mountain peak can stop my steps.

The little girl's fine eyelashes were already covered with snow-white frost, which made her vision slightly off, looking at a protruding stone on the cliff not far above, and pounced with all her might.

It was because of this little visual deviation that she almost caught the stone. Unfortunately, this time she failed, and her body quickly fell to the bottom of the mountain below.

At this moment, a black rope extended from the edge of the platform, and the wind and snow in the air seemed to suddenly stand still, and only the black rope could be seen passing through it.

Because it was extremely fast, the wind and snow slowed down to the extreme, as if it was still, and the black rope ignored the distance in the air, and instantly came to the little girl's waist and wrapped it dexterously.

When she landed gently, the little girl realized that she had come to the platform.

The back and forth of the rope power just now was so wonderful that the vibration did not hurt the little girl in the slightest.

"Teacher, Heeping has let you down. The little girl landed on the ground and said to the tall man in black, and wanted to kneel.

"How many times have I told you that there are only two people in this world who can make you kneel, but I am not one of them. The tone of the man in black was like eternal ice, without a trace of emotion.

With a wave of her right hand, Heeping felt a gentle force hold her up, stopping her from kneeling and making her stand up straight again.

The little girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was wearing a tight-fitting beast robe coat at this time, so that others could not see the specific figure.

The little face was flushed, his eyes were smart, and he stood like a child who had done something wrong, rubbing his hands back and forth, at a loss.

"You have to know that you are Your Royal Highness the Princess, and now there is no one in this world who is worthy of your knees, and you must always remember your identity. The tall man in black said coldly.

Heeping wrote it down. The little girl bowed her head and said yes.

"You've done a good job, don't blame the teacher for being harsh on you for so many years, and don't have much time to prepare for us. "The man in black is none other than Lan Yu, the leader of the black-clothed guards who brought Princess Xiping out of the palace back then.

And the other man in black is Wu Qingshan, whose right arm was abolished.

Although his right arm was no longer able to lift the knife, he had another opportunity in the years since, and the qi in his body at this time was far more powerful than ten years ago.

"I've been planning for ten years and making every possible layout, and now I'm finally going to start fighting with Luo Shitong, and I don't say that His Royal Highness knows the risks. Originally, I didn't want to send His Highness out, but there are some things that His Highness has to face, but I respect His Highness's choice. Lan Yu looked at Xiping and said.

"Follow the teacher's arrangement. Xiping said to Lan Yu's gaze, his eyes were firm and persistent.

This is also what Heeping has been wanting for a long time, and now it can finally be realized.

"I will transfer Broken Blade and the Red Sea over to take care of Your Highness's safety. ”

"Isn't Brother Wu with me?" Xiping said as he looked at Wu Qingshan.

"He has other important matters, and when it's done, I'll let him go over to His Highness. ”

Wu Qingshan has now become the support of Princess Xiping's heart, and she will never forget the figure who carried herself out in the sea of people.

Now that she heard that Wu Qingshan would also follow her, Xiping breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise she would really not be used to it.

"Everything has been taken care of, the first stop of this trip is the base camp in Huizhou, and someone will pick you up when the time comes. Lan Yu said and took out a palm-sized Xuantie token.

"If you encounter an urgent matter that can't be solved, and I can't rush over, I will take this token to the Shangqing Palace to find a person named Dao Xuan, and he will help you once. ”

Heeping took the token and suppressed the excitement in his heart, and the day had finally arrived.

I can finally go back, how many times have I seen the scene in my dreams again, how can I not be excited.

In that faraway place, there is her homeland.

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