Ximing.

"It's getting dark, and the three of them haven't come back yet." Liao Luan put on a shirt and slowly walked to the emperor's bedroom.

"Not only is the prince worried, but I am also worried." The emperor's expression was very solemn.

"This Elephant Trunk Mountain, few people in Ximing are familiar with it, let alone bring two outsiders." Liao Luan habitually began to analyze the situation honestly.

"I'm afraid it's more auspicious than ......"

Shut up!

The first emperor interrupted Liao Luan's words.

"He was shocked to hear that he hadn't gone to any dangerous place in the pavilion, and which dangerous things he hadn't done, all of them were heroes who were risking their lives to break through the rivers and lakes!" When the emperor said these words, he seemed to be comforting Liao Luan, and he seemed to be comforting himself.

Liao Luan didn't speak, he naturally knew what the emperor said, even better than the emperor.

He could also see that if the emperor could say this, he was as worried as him.

In the early hours of the next morning.

"Command to go down and lead five teams of people to Elephant Trunk Mountain immediately, which is bound to protect the safety of General Feng and the Pavilion Master!" The first emperor hurriedly summoned the soldiers who were still left in Ximing in Beihuan early in the morning and gave an order.

The soldier was about to speak, but the emperor seemed to remember something, raised his hand, and added: "And the safety of Princess Ximing!" ”

Hearing this, the soldier was stunned, but he hurriedly responded and went down to prepare.

Liao Luan, who was not far away, saw this scene, but he was a little worried.

The emperor told himself that at the beginning, he only let the three of them go, because he was afraid of startling the grass and snakes, in case there were still unknown things in Elephant Trunk Mountain.

Besides, the emperor also said that he could trust the kung fu of those two, and Princess Ximing didn't know any kung fu at all.

Now it seems that the situation is really serious.

Liao Luan clenched his fists.

Now at a critical juncture, the king of Zhennan is like a coward, and he can't help anything!

Elephant Trunk Hill.

"How the hell are you going to get out!" Feng Xiaohan yelled impatiently!

"Beware!" A branch fell, and the Yuangong Qingque hurriedly pushed down the seal to cool off.

Looking back, Lian Geng had been playing the flute for a long time, and he actually had a slight lack of oxygen and felt dizzy.

"You can rest for a while, this has been blowing all night, and the iron body can't bear it."

Seeing that Lian Geng was still holding the flute again, Feng Xiaohan hurriedly spoke to stop it.

Even Geng couldn't say that he was tired.

After making a glance at each other, Feng Xiaohan and Yuangong Qingque stood up.

Lian Geng kept watch all night, and now, it's their turn!

When the flute stopped, the maids of the books, as if awakened, danced wildly.

And the target is the only three people in this Elephant Trunk Mountain.

In the end, it is the person who is shocked to hear the pavilion, even if it is one-armed, it is like flowing water, without any moves, and from time to time he can stop a few moves for the Yuangong Qingque who is almost unable to parry.

"We can't, let's go on like this!" While fighting, Yuangong Qingque struggled to talk to Feng Xiaohan.

"These trees in Elephant Trunk Mountain are impossible to clean up!" Feng Xiaohan didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to do this, but there was no other choice at the moment.

Who wouldn't want to go out?

It's just that who can get out of this Elephant Trunk Mountain?

After about two hours of fighting, the Yuangong Qingque gradually couldn't parry.

I can still deal with the cold here, but I really can't take care of the Yuan Palace Qingque's side.

But the branch seemed to be getting more and more excited.

The dancing and jumping are even more powerful.

"Damn it!" Seal the cold and roar!

He didn't pay attention, and a branch actually rolled up the Yuangong green finch and wrapped her firmly.

"My child...... My baby! "The Yuangong Qingque was bound at this time, and there was also a tangled maid on her stomach.

In her heart, there was an instinctive fear from a mother.

She's scared! Really scared!

"Save me......" Yuangong Qingque had a weak shout.

Looking at the Yuangong Qingque that was gradually rising and getting closer and closer to the top of the tree, Feng Xiaohan was very anxious.

He rushed forward desperately, but ignored the branch next to him.

A few branches also firmly entangled him!

Damn it!

Feng Xiaohan wanted to use brute force to break free, but found that it was all in vain.

The branches that usually look gentle and smooth and fluttering in the wind are as difficult to shake as a thousand kilograms of iron at this time!

Could it be that I am going to die here......

Whew—

Even if Lian Geng arrived, he cut off the maid who was hanging the seal to cool off in three or two clicks.

Feng Xiaohan was also quick-eyed, and before he fell to the ground, he swished two kicks in the air, and rushed to the height of the Yuangong Qingque in one go.

Feng Xiaohan was about to cut it, but he heard a scream behind him!

Even Geng is trapped!

It was too late to do so, Feng Xiaohan stretched out his hand, and his hand fell with a knife.

I never thought that the branch would move flexibly to the next position, and the seal did not cut it, but because it used too much strength, it was planted headlong into the messy place of the branch in front of it!

The three of them watched from afar, and their pupils were infinitely dilated at this moment, full of fear and fear.

This Elephant Trunk Mountain is simply the Mountain of Death!

The branch began to hold up the three of them in unison, and slowly lifted up inch by inch.

Yuangong Qingque closed his eyes in despair.

The speed of the lifting is getting slower and slower.

At the end, it stopped.

Do these things need to rest too?

Seal the cold and doubt.

In the next second, the body was suddenly let go.

A frantic sense of weightlessness engulfed the trio.

was tightly entangled by the maid for too long, and the three of them couldn't use their strength for a while.

At the last moment, Lian Geng and Feng Xiaohan finally used light skills!

Just a few seconds before landing, he rushed over to catch the Yuangong Qingque.

Luckily, it didn't matter!

"Why did these things stop all of a sudden?" Yuangong Qingque rubbed his still sore arm and posted.

"Look ahead." Lian Geng's expression was solemn.

Hearing this, the remaining two turned around.

In front of him, on the ground of Elephant Trunk Mountain, there was a river of blood.

Feng Xiaohan plopped and knelt on the ground.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return......

There were corpses all over the field in front of him, and he recognized each one.

Each of them shouted to him one after another, General Feng.

This is the soldiers of the Northern Ring who have fought with him!

Now they are all buried in Elephant Trunk Mountain......

"Festival mourning ......" In this situation, Lian Geng could only gently pat the back of the seal twice.

"We have done a good job of the purpose of this trip, and the brothers have not died so unjustly." Lian Geng thought for a while and said.

Feng Xiaohan stood up slowly, with a sad face.

"Elephant Trunk Mountain, it's suppressed by this blood, right?" Feng Xiaohan slowly spoke.

There is no other explanation than this idea.

It was the soldiers of the North Ring Road who paved a way for them with their lives.

"It should be." Lian Geng said.

The words of sealing the cold reminded Lian Geng.

He remembered that a gang had told him about this strange mountain, and he only thought it was a legend.

There are many mountains like Elephant Trunk Hill in the world.

It does not belong to any country, but it is often occupied by a single country.

There are no people living in the mountains, and they don't grow herbs or anything.

If you want to enter the mountain one day, you must sacrifice to the mountain god!

Although it sounds a bit pretending, it seems that now it has to be believed.

Slowly speaking this, Lian Geng shook his head and sighed.

"Such a pretending to be a ghost, I was shocked to hear that the Pavilion Master actually experienced it myself!"

"Let's go, don't delay any longer." Lian Geng took a step forward and urged.

The two people on the side also hurried to catch up.

"Here we are."

After a while, the three of them came to the place.

The mountain is like an elephant's trunk path. Only one person is allowed to pass.

"I'll go." Feng Xiaohan volunteered, and before the two of them could speak, they had already walked out.

The trail is indeed narrow and treacherous.

However, for people with light skills, there is nothing to be afraid of, but if ordinary people come to walk on it, I am afraid that they will fall into a different place long ago.

The seal came to the top.

Coming down the narrow and rapid path, this top is unexpectedly wide!

In the middle, a piece of land protruded, and there were few blue herbs on it.

It is a very saturated blue.

It looks like a poison, but according to Princess Ximing's description, this should be the antidote!

Feng Xiaohan was shocked and stretched out his hand to pick.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to meet, a powerful force bounced him away!

If he hadn't stopped it in a hurry, he would have fallen down a long time ago.

"Why is that?" Feng Xiaohan's eyes were full of shock!

If you can't pick it, doesn't it mean that you came to this Elephant Trunk Mountain for nothing?

Struggling to get up, Feng Xiaohan still didn't give up, but he didn't dare to try rashly.

He didn't immediately go down to find the two, but instead sat cross-legged and began to think about what the Japanese palace Qingque had said.

After thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with this whole process.

This path, and the end of this path, the center......

are surprisingly consistent with the descriptions in Yuangong Qingque's words.

That's right!

Feng Xiaohan finally remembered that Yuangong Qingque had said that the poisoned person had to pick it.

In other words, the former emperor and Liao Luan must be allowed to come here, which is also the cause of the border problem.

"How did I forget all this!" patted his head in annoyance, got up with the cold, and hurried back.

"I found it!" Seeing the two of them from a distance, Feng Xiaohan waved his hand excitedly.

Hearing this, both of them showed joy.

That's great!

"Let's go back!" After listening to Feng Xiaohan's description, Lian Geng was very excited.

As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them suddenly fell silent.

If you go back, you will really go back with the blood of the soldiers of the North Ring Road, and along the way, you will have to see their corpses up close, and see their disdainful, angry, painful, and even desperate expressions before they died......

Lian Geng and Yuangong Qingque are nothing, but Lian Geng is worried about the cold, and it is difficult to accept it for a while.

"Let's go. Never mind. Feng Xiaohan seemed to see Lian Geng's worries, and said softly.

Instead, he walked in the front, bowed his head, and didn't say a word.

In front of him is Elephant Trunk Mountain, which is stained red with blood.