The wind blew off a petal at an inopportune time, and the petal landed on the dark red snort, and with the disturbance of the breath, it woke up the dark red.

The moment he woke up, the whole air was a lot heavier. This is the symbol of the master of the soil system, and it is also the unique symbol of the heavy soil that is opposed to the floating dust.

Mo Hong rubbed her head, feeling that she was having that childhood dream again, a wry smile leaked from her face, knowing that even if she defeated Xiao Bing, she would not be his disciple, why would she still think so in her dream.

Suddenly, his dark red expression froze, the corners of his eyes quickly swept around, and he asked in his heart, "Where is this?"

The dark red arm quickly pushed down, the whole person jumped up instantly, and a stone pillar instantly rose from the ground, she stood on it, the belt of her clothes swayed gently, it was the spiritual power that disturbed her clothes, which should be gentle, but like shaking armor.

She was arrogant like a general standing in the killing field, not like a weak woman.

At night, she said to herself more than once, you are too weak.

No one believed that she was weak, only she still believed it.

The dark red brows were furrowed, she couldn't think of what was going on, but she was sure that she wasn't in Zixiao Mountain at the moment.

The mountains are unfamiliar, the air is slightly cool, people are a little worried, inexplicably there is a feeling of the past, very uncomfortable, as if they are still struggling in the snow.

"Hey, what did the girl see?" a familiar voice appeared at his feet.

Under the stone pillar where the black red was standing, I don't know when a sloppy, precisely, somewhat disheveled man came, Song Zhang.

Looking at Song Zhang's appearance, he had just woken up, and the eye droppings in the corners of his eyes were obvious, but his expression was serious, which was a bit mismatched.

"Uncle Shi, I haven't seen this place, do you know where this is?"

"I haven't seen it, and I don't have any image of me who has traveled all over the world, it's very strange here, and there is always a feeling of drinking 10,000-year-old litmus. Girl, did you also appear here as soon as you woke up?" asked Song Zhang.

......

The mountains are big and endless, and the place is strange and lonely.

In the woods, people are much shorter.

Ning He and the rotten face, the two white-clothed people walked quietly in the mountains, their clothes flowing smoothly against the human body, and occasionally butterflies fluttered in the forest, through the shade of the trees, dazzling in the occasional leakage of sunlight.

Both of them are handsome people, and they are quiet in the mountains and forests, with a faint dust.

The rotten face was a little bad, as if he had something on his mind, he didn't know how to face the water, but he had to face it for the sake of the child. At this moment, his expression hesitated for a moment, and struggled for a moment.

Ning He looked at his pitiful appearance and suddenly smiled weirdly.

"Do you want me to help you?"

Ning He's appearance did not make the bad face feel at ease, but made the bad face feel furious.

Red letter bombs explode in the distant sky.

Ning He's smile made people even more furious under this letter.

These red letter bombs are disciples of Zixiao Mountain, and they will only be used when they are separated, and I don't know who still carries such a thing with them in the mountain gate, in short, that person is very lucky.

Both Rotten Face and Ning He knew that the disciples of Zixiao Mountain had begun to assemble.

So the two of them also went in the direction of the letter bomb.

On the other side of the mountain forest, Xiao Bing and Xiao Ying also saw the letter bullet, but neither of them knew what it meant, one of them didn't know much because they had just entered the mountain gate, and the other didn't care about this at all, and they didn't care about this at all.

"Brother set off fireworks," Xiao Ying said curiously.

Xiao Bing said: "This firework is not good-looking. ”

Xiao Ying: "Who put it?"

Xiao Bing said, "Who knows, it should have nothing to do with us." ”