Wesley went to see his uncle, and Feng Wanying put on the black robe of the fire wolf and went to the ancient town of Leibo. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A black wind blew through the fields of Provence, and the flying sand and rocks that were full of demonic spirit startled the crows hiding in the old trees.

"Provence is no longer calm!" An old olive tree on a hill sighed.

Feng Wanying came directly to the door of the tavern on the top of Leibo Mountain, she no longer had the leisure and leisure she had when she first came, the old house, the flowers, the stone path, the bright sunshine overhead, all this seemed to be unimportant in her heart, she cared about the child who was growing up in her belly and his future.

She has also been a mother before, and after she gave birth to Ruyi, she also hoped for her son to become a dragon like all mothers, for fear that the child would lose at the starting line, she did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to send the child to study in an aristocratic school in France, and even made a small wrist to buy a large piece of Ninivi for the child.

But now when she wants to be a mother again, her mentality of wanting her son to become a dragon is even worse, she can feel the difference of the child in her belly, the arrival of this child has shown her a unique, unimaginable world, she never believed in before, in her previous life, that ordinary people's pursuit of wealth and nobility is nothing to her, and this child has fully relieved her fanatical historical feelings buried deep in her heart.

Mother is precious by her son, and with this child, she feels that her life will be brilliant again.

In winter, the old town of Lab looks unusually depressed, and this tavern on the top of the hill is even more deserted, and the Mediterranean blue wooden door of the tavern is blown back and forth by the wind.

Feng Wanying stood at the door and pulled the door that was swaying back and forth, she knocked twice on the door, but no one answered inside.

"Anyone?" She asked inside.

"Anyone?" She asked again.

But there was silence in the tavern.

Feng Wanying pulled her black robe and walked in.

The small tavern had no one.

"Martha...... Martha......" Feng Wanying called twice, but there was no answer.

Then she saw that the floor-to-ceiling door and window on the edge of the cliff were open, and the wind passing through the hall could blow the wooden door back and forth.

She walked out, the wind on the terrace was strong, her black robe was blown up, and she stood here with a panoramic view, and although the lavender had been harvested, the rows and rows of olive trees still stretched out only the green of spring.

Here Martha had told her that she could hear the voices of history, and that the first time she had come she had heard something as if it were real and illusory, and she closed her eyes again and calmed her heart, and the "whirring" mountain wind blew in her ears, and the sounds of the valley came to her ears clearly, and the shouts of killing, hissing, and screaming, and the sound of cold weapons clashing, in which she could imagine how terrible the war was.

She opened her eyes and looked at the valley below, and she vaguely felt that there were really people and horses fighting in the valley.

She wrapped her black robe and flew down the cliff, and no matter how wild the mountain wind was, she couldn't stop her determination to find out.

More than a dozen meters from the valley was a huge rock, and she stood firmly there.

Now you can clearly see that below is a messy stone hill on the edge of the olive forest, the strange stones are craggy, not an inch of grass grows, those strange stones are like a statue of a venerable person, the posture is different, but the overall shape is miserable, some bared teeth, some eyes out of the socket, some face wrinkled into a jujube core, some broken hands and feet, some are about to fall down but there is no head, this statue is a person before death.

Wan Ying understood why Dante called this place Death Valley, he must have been to the valley under this stone city, he must have been shocked by these strange stones, where could this be the world, this is clearly the miserable people in purgatory!

In the cold wind of this "woo" strange howl, looking at the scene in front of her, Wanying couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Just as Wanying was about to leave, she heard a burst of music, which passed through the sky and through the clouds, sometimes melodious, sometimes sad, drifting in the empty fields of Provence, until it reached the hearts of men......

Wan Ying looked up, and she saw two eagles hovering overhead, one large and one small, the wingspan of the big vulture, which was like a dark cloud, and the little vulture's hand was holding a white pan flute, and he was swimming there leisurely and relaxed.

Echoing the music, a wolf howl sounded: "Woohoo...... Whew......"

Wan Ying saw that on the cliff behind her, on the top of the tavern, stood a huge wolf, which howled at the sky.

When it was too late, the giant wolf jumped up, it galloped between the cliffs, and after a while, it stood beside Feng Wanying, and it looked at Feng Wanying with those fiery red eyes.

"Madame is here for the Man in the Iron Mask?"

"Exactly!"

"Since it's a family, I don't want to hide anything from Madame, I don't know his whereabouts!"

"This ......," Feng Wanying looked at the fire wolf with some suspicion.

"Madame, don't be suspicious! After Uncle Theo fled that day, I went into the church to look for the Man in the Iron Mask, but I didn't find it, and then I left! ”

Feng Wanying nodded, she didn't see any need for the fire wolf to lie, so she felt that what the fire wolf said was also reasonable.

"Weird then? The church wasn't big, and there was no other exit, so how could he have disappeared? ”

"I haven't figured it out either!" Fire Wolf said.

"If you can't find him, Long Po's whereabouts will be difficult to find again!"

"yes, who is this Man in the Iron Mask?" The fire wolf was a little worried.

"Don't you know who he is, Martha?" This Wan Ying thought it was strange, she and Uncle Wesley's uncle and nephew thought that Martha knew the man and wanted to come to his rescue.

"I just want to keep the temple safe, so I stopped the fight, and I didn't think that the others would follow up on the church and be gone!"

"This person's ability is really not small!"

"This person is not only very capable, but also should have some background!"

"Oh?!"

"I think since he has appeared, he will not appear again, we all pay more attention, we will definitely find him!"

Feng Wanying listened and nodded: "You are right!" In that case, I'll take my leave! ”

"That's good madam, the old woman won't send it!"

"Family, don't always be polite!" Wan Ying said a black robe, silently reciting a spell in her heart, and instantly turned into a black wind and blew away into the distance.

Watching Wanying walk away, the big vulture in the sky fell.

"Old woman, what is she doing here?" The vulture folded its wings.

"She's here to ask the Iron Mask about his whereabouts!"

"It must have been the boy who recognized the thief as his father and asked her to come!" The vulture's voice was like thunder.