Chapter 165: The Fog Lifts 18

It is absolutely impossible to make Huangfu Qingtian believe that Meng Yanshan and Shangguan Juechen have fallen into the hands of the people in red. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, on second thought, didn't they just want to lure out the forces behind a man in red when they used a man in red as a coachman? Now that this force has appeared, there is no reason for Yanshan and Shangguan not to pursue them.

Maybe they really mixed in with the forces of the red-clothed people at this moment.

"Lead the way." Huangfu Qingtian suddenly opened his mouth.

Convinced?

The victory came too quickly, and the man in red was a little overwhelmed.

Glancing at Huangfu Qingtian with a wary face, the fat man in red commanded the other four red-clothed men to evacuate first, leaving only himself to lead the way for Huangfu Qingtian.

It's an isolated island, surrounded by water, and can only be accessed by boat. Moreover, there are many secret mechanisms under the water, and it is necessary to enter from a specific position and route so that there is no danger of capsizing.

In his impression, Huangfu Qingtian didn't know that Yanyue Country had such an isolated island.

This place is not too far from Modu City, but it is really strange that there are no people along the way.

The island is very large, perhaps because of the abundant water sources, and the products on the island are abundant, and it is a paradise.

Everyone knows that Modu City is the most fertile place in the entire Yanyue Kingdom, but they don't know that this island is the rich kingdom. Huangfu Qingtian even had a strange feeling, feeling that this island had taken up all the resources of the entire Yanyue Country. The water quality of this roundabout alone is rare in the rest of the country.

In recent years, droughts have broken out everywhere in Yanyue Country, which can be described as thousands of miles of red land, and there is no grass. Although the city of Modu is considered to have mild symptoms among all the cities, it is not as good as the previous harvest weather.

This island is located in the city of Modu, but it is so unique that it can be isolated from disasters.

With doubts, under the guidance of the man in red, Huangfu Qingtian quickly entered a magnificent arched building. The red tiles of the Zhumen are carved and the beams are painted, just like a palace on the water, which is beautiful.

In front of the door piled with jewels and jade, a man in red dressed in a dense suit stood with a sword, not squinting.

Emperor Fu Qingtian tried to search his mind for all the rumors about the rivers and lakes, but he couldn't get any connection with this island. It seems to appear out of nowhere, and it is impossible to explore its roots.

While walking, Huangfu Qingtian observed the terrain of this palace and arranged it.

After stepping through seventeen doors, he finally reached the center of the palace, a large hall that was half-tilted.

Huangfu Qingtian visually observed that this place was not a resting place, but a place for the generals to meet the army. On both sides of the main hall, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and weapons are placed in a neat and orderly manner, revealing the cold light of the forest.

Bringing Huangfu Qingtian here, the fat man in red hurriedly retreated.

Immediately afterwards, the vermilion gate outside the main hall, which was three feet wide, closed automatically with a "bang" as if it was controlled by some mechanism.

"Long time no see, old friend."

A bewitching, rich male voice with a strange echo came out. Perhaps this temple is too big, so that the sound reverberates for a long time, creating a terrifying atmosphere.

Huangfu Qingtian's cold eyes glanced around, and finally froze next to a row of sword racks in front of him.

I saw a tall man with a golden crown on his head and a golden armor, with a shallow smile, slowly walked out from the sword stand.