The southernmost peak of Nagato Mountain, also known as Bowang, is a giant peak whose height does not allow Snow Dragon Mountain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was only at this time that Han Feng knew that Changmen Mountain was divided into North Changmen and South Changmen, and the two Changmen Mountain Ranges converged near Lidu, but at the edge of this desert, they were branching off.

Bowang Peak is the main peak of Minami Nagato. And when he left the capital, he looked south and looked at Changmen Mountain, but he didn't know the mountain in the middle of the mountain, and he had never seen the first peak of Changmen.

Since it was not far from Changmen Mountain, his thoughts naturally came to Lidu. He thought that leaving was hell and that he would never want to go back if he left, but at this time, he suddenly felt that the breath of the north was much kinder.

At this time, Lidu was probably already an empty city - I am afraid that only the owner of the hotel, Tan Tou, was still guarded, and he was probably accompanied by Durham, who was disabled in both feet.

Thinking of the old man and the young man sipping half a pot of white water wine in the west wind and slanting sun, chewing the half-ripe fried long fruit, Tan Tou'er humming a little song, and Du Lun pointing with his cane to talk about the general trend of the world, Han Feng couldn't help but purse his lips and smile.

In a prison city, it was an unusually harmonious and comfortable picture, which really made people feel strange but not abrupt. When he is free in the future, he must go back and have a look.

Seeing that he stared at the north for a long time, Brother Peng drank a few camels with a few "yo yo", and turned to the east with his group: "When I saw Bowang, it was only three days away from Mangcheng. Just one more day, we can't take a camel!"

If the previous desert was a test, then a day later, when the three of them fell off the camel's back, they realized that the next journey could be called a trial. There seems to be no end to the mountain beams, each mountain is like a huge barrier between heaven and earth, and the top of the mountain is always blowing a hurricane that can sweep people away, this is a veritable death zone.

It was the turn of early and mid-spring, and the weather was slowly warming, but the mountain tops were still bone-chilling. If it weren't for the fact that Brother Peng had all the things he carried, several people used iron hooks and iron cables to camp step by step, but they were afraid that they would have fallen into the ravine and died without a place to be buried.

The green python has long been useless, and it is curled up in its bags on weekdays, and it is carried by Han Feng. Han Feng used an iron chain the thickness of his thumb to tie himself and Wanrou together, even if Wanrou stepped on the air, she would not fall off the cliff. Brother Peng looked at it coldly from the side and couldn't help but be moved.

When he first heard Han Feng introduce Wanrou and say that it was his wife, he was skeptical. After all, Wanrou's appearance is not too outstanding, and apart from her appearance, she can't see anything special, but following the two of them here, he is sure that Han Feng is not lying, and the woman has not been tired and bitter, which is indeed commendable.

It's just that Brother Peng sighed in his heart, but he didn't relax on his lips, and laughed at the two of them as grasshoppers tied to a rope along the way, Han Feng smiled and didn't answer, but when Brother Peng was almost swept away by the wind again, he threw half an iron chain over, and said loudly: "Brother Peng, we are also on the same boat!"

On the evening of the third day, when an iron stake was nailed to a platform in the mountains and ready to rest, Han Feng inadvertently glanced at the sky, but was shocked by what he saw.

The place where they were was very high, and the weather was humid at this time, and the clouds were shrouded in mist, as if they were in the clouds. However, when I looked straight over, I could see that the steaming and tumbling clouds had sunk into a large patch in the distance. In the evening, the sky was fiery red, and they were in the backlight, and they saw that the clouds were mostly dim, and the sunken place was darker, as if the clothes worn by a man had been soaked in water, which was not very conspicuous, but could not be ignored.

What is even more surprising is that the collapse of the cloud is a sharp array. The sharp edge pointed directly at the mountain where several people were located, and the murderous aura was exposed, which made people shudder.

"Fengguan Mangcheng, sure enough, the city is as its name suggests. Han Feng sighed in a low voice, he originally thought that Fengguan Mangcheng was named because it was like an arrow, until this moment, he knew that the shape was one thing, but there was actually a sharp array in this city. It's just that he has seen too many incredible cities and formations, and although the current Fengguan Mangcheng has changed the color of the wind and clouds, it only makes him feel slightly moved, and he will return to tranquility.

Brother Peng was used to seeing Fengguan Mangcheng, so he only whistled and fell asleep. Wanrou quietly grabbed Han Feng's hand and asked in a low voice, "Will you enter the city tomorrow?"

"Hmm. "What will happen in the future, Han Feng is not sure, but what he can be sure of is that Manghou at this moment will not make a move on him. Wanrou's hands were as cold as ice cubes, Han Feng picked them up and put them to his mouth and sighed lightly, rubbed them again, and then said, "When you get to the city, it won't be so cold." You've worked so hard for so long, it's time to take a break. ”

Wanrou involuntarily put her head on his chest and said softly, "I know you're going to do great things." It's just that I'm not on the stage after all, and I'm very happy these days...... When I get to them, I'll still be a concubine. ”

Only then did Han Feng know that she was still inferior because of her identity. He laughed dumbly, and was about to refuse, when he suddenly heard a loud shout from the mountain.

Walking in the snowy mountains, quiet is a necessary common sense. The loud shout was like a shocking thunder, which made Brother Peng a carp turn over, wrapped in a quilt and fled down the mountain. He fled so fast that he didn't even have time to say hello to Han Feng and Wanrou, but fortunately, the two of them were also used to walking the snowy mountain road, so they didn't need to be reminded, they took three steps early and made two steps, and ran down the mountain.

Sure enough, as soon as the footsteps of several people got up, a dull sound sounded from the top of the mountain—a precursor to the collapse of the snow. The mountain here was not as high as Snow Dragon Mountain, and the avalanche was not violent, but because a few people were too close to the summit, the rolling snow still chased after them.

It was a race of life and death, and everyone tried their best, and not far in front of them was a pine and cypress, and they rushed into it regardless of it. While effectively blocking the snow, the trees made an ominous "creaking" sound, and the outermost trees were even uprooted by the snow waves, and a large number of trees were smashed before they were counted.

At this time, the three of them had already run to the depths of the pine forest, and were about to slow down, but they heard the thunderous sound sound again.

This time, the person who spoke was not far from a few people, so Han Feng and the others could understand what he was saying.

Han Feng straightened up all of a sudden. With the dense forest behind, he was no longer afraid of an avalanche coming, and what attracted his attention was not only the content of the person's words, but also the person's original identity.

What he shouted was: "Don't run!" and this thunderous sound could not come from others, only from Zhan Fan.

Of course, except for the stunned Zhan Fan, there will be no one in the world who will yell in the snowy mountains. Recklessness or carelessness, he is always capable of bearing the consequences of an avalanche.

Thinking of this good brother who he hadn't seen for a long time, Han Feng was in a good mood. He let go of Wanrou and said to Brother Peng, "I'll take a look." Then he took the purple gold dagger, grabbed a few steps, and rushed in the direction of Zhan Fan's shout.

Zhan Fan is one of the few people in this world who doesn't bother to speak, he is straightforward, frank, undisguised, selfless, and can really make him a brother.

Although he didn't know who Zhan Fan was going to arrest, as long as he asked, Zhan Fan would never tell a lie. Besides, Han Feng was indeed very curious: what kind of person could escape from Zhan Fan's hands.

However, when he ran forward more than twenty steps, and was about to step between the two pines that looked the same, Bai Tong suddenly screamed: "Retreat! retreat!"

Bai Tong's three "retreats" made Han Feng forced to turn around at the last moment, so that the soles of his feet were faintly numb. He didn't know what made Bai Tong so confused, and he was about to ask, but he heard a "giggle" laugh.

From the pine branches dangled from the sway, a right foot with an emerald green leather boot stepped on. The man honestly and unceremoniously stepped on Han Feng's left shoulder, cleared his throat, and said, "Brother Han, there's a madman over there chasing me." You're going to protect me!"

Divorce?

Han Feng raised his head helplessly: It was really this aunt. A stunned man, an aunt and grandmother, are all people who can make him have two big heads, and now these two people are colliding together, but I am afraid that the end will come.

The reason why Bai Tong screamed in surprise was naturally because the pine forest in front of him was poisoned by her. In addition to this pervasive insect repellent technique, Lijiao really has no other ability to delay Zhan Fan again and again, and even make Zhan Fan suffer.

And just as Li Jiao said this, the pine trees in the distance shook, and a figure rushed in front of them like a whirlwind. But Zhan Fan, who was so deep in kung fu, dragged it heavier and heavier step by step in these last few steps, and when he arrived in front of Han Feng, his legs were weak and he almost knelt on the ground.

He was not holding an iron sword, but a wooden stick—judging by the lines on the stick, it should have been a peachwood stick. The mountains are not warm, but Zhan Fan is naked, revealing a bronze body of tendon meat, at first glance, he looks like a hardcover farmer on the edge of a field under a sunny day, where is there a little bit of the posture of the little prince of Yue.

Zhan Fan panted and supported most of his body with a wooden stick, raised his head and saw that Han Feng was in front of him, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and then used all his strength to feed, freed his left hand, and rubbed his eyes.

When he saw that it was not a phantom in front of him, a heartfelt smile finally bloomed on his young face. He straightened up with a smile, then exhaled and picked up the peach stick in his hand, pointed at Liji, and scolded: "Stinky girl, you escape, you escape, why don't you run away anymore?" hahaha, Brother Han, catch her for me, don't let her run!"

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