Chapter 48: Waiting

"Childe, you can't enter here. ”

Zhu Dapeng looked at the gray-white misty valley in front of him, and shuddered: "This place is called the Misty Valley, and almost no one who enters it can get out.

I've heard that the environment is extremely complicated, and I can't find the way out when I go in.

And there are powerful demons entrenched in it, even the warriors of the earth, all of whom have bones buried in them. ”

"That's ......" Chen Ronghuo touched his chin when he heard this.

He came here because of the guidance of ancient books.

At that time, when he asked the ancient book for opportunity, he clearly put the word weak danger in it, which means that as long as he followed the map given by the ancient book, he would probably not encounter danger.

As for getting lost, there are maps in ancient books, which is even more nonsense.

"In that case, let's rest around here for the night, and it's not too late to enter the mountain tomorrow. ”

He's not in a hurry.

Danger in the mountains.

The Blood Tea Tree wouldn't bloom until tomorrow afternoon, and he would have to stay in the valley for almost a whole day when he entered the valley at this time, so it was better to wait until the time was close tomorrow before entering.

Judging from the map guided by the ancient book, the blood tea tree was located in a cave in the valley, and the cave was not very far from the mouth of the valley, and he would have been late to go.

Coming in again tomorrow?

Just hearing Chen Ronghuo's words, Zhu Dapeng and Huang Lin glanced at each other and smiled bitterly.

If Chen Ronghuo had to enter the Misty Valley, the two of them would have to follow him in.

Zhu Dapeng scratched his head, not knowing what to do.

Huang Lin's heart moved slightly.

Warlocks cultivate the power of the soul.

When you release the power of your soul, you can sense everything around you even if your eyes are closed.

Huang Lin thought that Chen Ronghuo was planning to use his soul power to explore the way, so he continued to persuade: "Childe, not only is the environment in the Misty Valley complicated, but the fog inside is also extremely special.

After entering it, not only will the eyesight be affected, but the soul power of the warlock will also be affected by the fog inside.

Warlocks have tried to get here before, but I've never heard of anyone coming out of it. ”

"Oh?"

Chen Ronghuo showed a hint of surprise when he heard this.

With a flash of his eyes, he suddenly faced the mist swirling in the distance, and used the identification ability of ancient books.

[Forest Mist: It is not aggressive, but it can hinder vision, affect the soul, and make people lose their way in the fog.

The Mist of the Forest is a circle in the valley that is generated spontaneously.

This forest mist array was laid down by the first warlock of White Kirishima three hundred years ago, and the Mizuki dual-line transcendental warlock Gao Sen was laid down when he lived in seclusion here.

Only the life that was born and raised in the fog of the forest is not affected by the fog of the forest. 】

When the secret of the forest fog was identified, Chen Ronghuo's pupils suddenly shrank slightly.

Now he is no longer the same person he was when he first came to this world.

He naturally knew that warlocks were divided into two great realms.

One is the transcendent realm, and the other is the transcendent realm.

The transcendent realm is only a realm in the process of gradually shedding the mortal womb, while the transcendent realm is the real transcendent realm after the mortal fetus.

In the current White Kirishim, there is not a single warlock in the transcendent realm.

Some otherworldly warlocks are also known as king-level warlocks.

The corresponding warrior is a king-level warrior.

Corresponding to the demon, it is a king-level demon.

Chen Ronghuo never imagined that this Misty Valley turned out to be the retreat of the most powerful transcendental-level warlock on White Mist Island.

After identifying the origin of the fog of the forest, Chen Ronghuo shook his head and said to Huang Lin and Zhu Dapeng: "It's not early, let's find a place to camp first and stay nearby for one night." ”

Although he was curious about what the first warlock of White Kirishim Island had done here three hundred years ago, he would not explore, at least not now.

Hearing Chen Ronghuo's words, Huang Lin and Zhu Dapeng were suddenly helpless.

Obviously, Chen Ronghuo has made up his mind to enter the Misty Valley tomorrow.

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Chen Ronghuo said with a smile: "Don't worry, I haven't lived enough, I won't die, I said that when I entered the Misty Valley, there was naturally a way to get out of it, so I would do it."

You two follow me, as long as you do what I tell you to do, and don't walk around after entering, you will definitely be fine. ”

Huang Lin nodded, his left hand brushing over the blade of the short sword, as if feeling its edge.

Of course, he knew that since Chen Ronghuo dared to enter the Misty Valley, he must have a certain certainty.

It's just that the legend of Misty Dale has been passed down for hundreds of years.

In these hundreds of years, I don't know how many people went in and never came out.

Now that he is going to enter this terrifying place with Chen Ronghuo, he really can't help but worry.

His dark and resolute face was reflected in the cold, smooth blade, and he hoped that tomorrow would go well, but if it didn't...... He also had a plan to see death as home.

"Ha, since Childe said so, then I'll accompany Childe to you tomorrow. ”

Zhu Dapeng laughed after a little silence: "I believe in you, Childe, if you say that there is no danger, there must be no danger." ”

"What you say sounds good to your ears. ”

Chen Ronghuo also made a joke.

Then the three of them walked along the edge of the Misty Valley, and then stopped under a broad-leaved tree in a fairly wide area.

"Childe, here it is. Huang Lin looked around, checked for strange footprints nearby, and said after making sure it was safe, "This place has a wide view, how about we camp here tonight?"

"Okay, you can handle that. ”

Chen Ronghuo nodded.

Professional matters naturally have to be handled by professional people.

Then he used the art of ancient book identification to look at the same thing nearby.

He did this to gain knowledge and to see if there was any danger around him.

[Broad-leaved tree: a common large tree growing in the mountain forest, the leaves will carry a large number of water droplets in the early morning, and the water droplets on several leaves gather together, which is equivalent to the normal water consumption of an adult in a day. 】

【Celestial Star Grass: Rare Silver Herb ......】

At this time, Huang Lin had already checked the surroundings, and after finding that there was no danger, he walked into the distance, made a few warning traps, and then took out the insect repellent powder from the black package he was carrying, and sprinkled it around the big tree.

"Exploring the way, camping, every time our hunting team enters the mountain, Huang Lin is in charge of these.

He knew it all and never made a mistake.

If it weren't for the fact that the shadow leopard a few days ago was too cunning and able to restrain its aura, there would have been no accident at all.

And last time, in fact, Huang Lin had finally discovered the trace of the shadow leopard.

It's just that his strength is much weaker than that shadow leopard, so he can't avoid its attack. ”

Zhu Dapeng stood beside Chen Ronghuo and explained.

Chen Ronghuo smiled and looked at Zhu Dapeng, who was standing beside him bored, and suddenly asked, "Then what about you, standing like this every time?"

Zhu Dapeng's expression froze, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help Huang Lin.

Chen Ronghuo shook his head, leaned against the big tree, and sat down on a flat stone that Huang Lin had just moved under the tree.

After walking for such a long time, he was already a little tired.

It's getting late.

Meow~!

In Xiahe Village, the fat cat lay on the roof and shook its head.

It seemed to be asleep, just woke up.

When it woke up, it screamed, looked into the distance a few times, and when it found nothing, it shook its head, jumped its body, and jumped off the house.

Then he seemed to be a little hungry, and went into the house, and went to another room where the salted fish was kept, and came out with a salted fish in his mouth.

Vomit!

It's just that this salted fish, which used to be extremely delicious to him, spit it out after a few bites.

Syllable!

Then the annoyance in its eyes flashed, and with a flick of its head, the salted fish was thrown out of the yard by him and flew dozens of meters away.

At this time, it was completely dark, and it was walking around the yard with some irritability, and such an irritable state made it invisibly release bursts of powerful coercion.

With such coercion, the semi-petrified river crab that immediately pressed the corner of the wall moved back again.

Roar!

When the fat cat heard the movement, he glanced at the half-petrified river crab, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly walked in front of it with a cat's step, roared, and his body grew slightly larger, and then hooked the big river crab with one of his front paws and dragged it into the house.

The river crab's protruding eyes showed a look of horror, not knowing what this terrifying big cat was going to do to him.