Wen Yuan's life has entered a fixed track, sleeping in the sun during the day, replenishing a little holy light energy, and falling around like a lame dogfish at night. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The daily life of teasing him continues, and in this boring journey, the weird Wenyuan has become the object of entertainment for most people.

He himself didn't react to this, just kept silent, seizing every bit of time to try.

Three days passed in a flash.

The lead clouds over the inner ring of the Granling Mountains magnified little by little as the convoy progressed, and the sky was split in half, with pitch black in front and the sun shining brightly behind them.

As I walked, the breeze was cold, but my back was slightly sweaty, and with each additional step, I was a little closer to the dark realm, and it felt like I was walking a ghostly path to hell.

Today, the convoy traveled only two-thirds of the way it used to be, and camped early.

Not far ahead, there is the pass into the mountain, and a clearly visible boundary lies in front of everyone.

It was a barrier more than two hundred meters wide.

On this side of the convoy, the big trees have pulled out new shoots, and the green grass under their feet exudes the breath of spring.

Not far in front of him is a barren Gobi, the ground is oppressive blue-black, and not even a slightly larger stone is visible.

Further on, facing the crowd, there were one cliff after another. The rock wall is steep and smooth, and the winds that have lasted for many years have polished the hard mountain rock like a mirror, and there are mottled purple-black marks on it, and there are large balls of dried blood marks on it.

In the center of the cliff, there is a crack that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, forming a small canyon, which is the passage into the mountain.

From time to time, people and horses entered the Gobi from other directions and finally disappeared into the canyon, and many convoys stayed on the grass to camp and cautiously look at the first arrivals.

In the distance, the lead cloud was like ink, and a purple electric light flashed from time to time, with an indescribable sound of Xuanhe, slashing in the middle of nowhere.

Closer, the ice and snow on the top of the cliff are melting, and the waterfall flows like a waterfall to wash the rock wall, merging into a meandering stream on the Gobi at the foot of the mountain.

Scattered adventurers, walking on the Gobi and the edge of the canyon, are as small as ants, and occasionally someone shouts loudly, but the sound is quickly blown away between heaven and earth.

Wen Yuan looked at the spectacular scenery in front of him in a daze, and truly realized his own insignificance.

Compared to the memory, the real Granling Mountains are no longer just a code name for a "dangerous place", but a realm of death on earth.

Wen Yuan no longer had a trace of contempt, and involuntarily raised his vigilance.

Set up camp and make a fire, and everything is as usual.

After dark, the area around the camp was more lively than usual, and from time to time people from other caravans came to talk.

After chatting for a while, many people put forward a request to follow the convoy, and there are also a few solo adventurers who want to join the convoy directly, which is the practice of every time the Grand Ling opens the mountain, and the caravan of the wealthy family with a detailed map has always been a sought-after commodity, and a large number of people are willing to pay a certain price, attach themselves to the giants, and advance and retreat together.

This year, however, they were disappointed.

After a while, the people who came left in frustration, muttering "hell" and "what are you doing" and so on, but the captain of the guard was unmoved, but insisted on refusing continuously.

Wen Yuan could see the confusion hidden behind the captain's indifferent face, and his gaze drifted to several martial artists in the convoy from time to time, but he didn't get any response.

The brute, who has always been loud, was also exceptionally quiet today, sitting in front of the campfire, silently wiping his weapons.

Today's dinner was a staple of scones, served with mushroom and vegetable soup, and a golden roasted rabbit leg.

Wen Yuan used the leaves to cushion his hands, unhurriedly tore the leg meat into small strips that were easy to eat, and was about to enjoy today's dinner, when he heard a small commotion in the camp first, and then became silent.

Wen Yuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw that the luxurious carriage in the center of the camp, which had never opened the door, was already open.

A woman walked out slowly.

The long dark red hair was pulled up and combed back to reveal the delicate pointed ears.

The forehead is full and white, and a simple style is adorned with a forehead chain with pink gemstones.

The eyebrows were thin and straight, diluting the demonic aura of the purple pupils a lot.

The bridge of the nose is straight, but the tip of the nose is not large, and the lines are rounded and slightly delicate.

The lips are still so fleshy, and the temptation is off the charts, but they have not been colored, and the impact has suddenly decreased a lot.

A simple black dress, with a slight exposure of the shoulders at the top, a beautiful collarbone line perfect, and a barefoot crystal like jade from the bottom to the ankle.

At this time, she walked towards Wenyuan in a straight way, smiling, elegant and ladylike, pure as a lotus.

The miscellaneous servants and guards in the camp did not gasp, their faces were full of humility and respect, but the blazing heat in their eyes could not be concealed in any way, like flames in the night.

The witch of the Moranda family, after many days, finally appeared.

If the last time we met was more frightening, then this time, it was more amazing.

It was hard for Wen Yuan to imagine that the same person would have such two completely different sides.

The previous impression was that of a beautiful snake-like cruel, crazy, and ****. The feeling of a snake twisting behind him, smiling and sucking blood, made him stiff and his hair stood on end.

That scene, recalling it at this moment, still makes him palpitate.

Today's witch is more like an innocent girl, slightly heroic, elegant and generous, the inscription on her forehead is covered by pink gems, her face is delicate and round, and her amethyst-like eyes seem to be shining from time to time, telling her ignorance.

Wen Yuan's eyes followed her figure closely, his face was seven points of amazement and three points of intoxication.

No matter what the inside is, just talking about the appearance, this is indeed a stunner that Wen Yuan has never seen before.

Therefore, there are some states that do not need to be deliberately performed, and they should be appreciated with a realistic attitude, and the expression they should have will naturally be there.

The road was not long, and it took a few breaths to seem to take a long time under the bright light of the witch, but she finally walked in front of Wen Yuan and confronted him.

Wen Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes quickly turned vigilant, he took half a step back, his whole body tensed, expressing the alienation and vigilance he should have.

"Hehe......"

The witch covered her mouth and laughed, looked at Wen Yuan with interest, stretched out her hand to her chest, and carefully pronounced a word in the lingua franca.

"Kaflan. ”

The clerk was unmoved, and the witch pointed to herself again and read it again.

"Caphora ......"

Wen Yuan hesitated for a moment, and then repeated it in a standard but blunt pronunciation.

"Yes, Caphora! The witch clapped her hands happily, and then pointed at Wen Yuan with a smile: "What about you?"

Even if the language is really incomprehensible, this level of body movements is enough to communicate, Wen Yuan is slightly proud, using Chinese with correct words, for the first time to report his name to the world.

"Wen Yuan. ”

"Weng, And, An?"

The Chinese language is so difficult that Westerners who come into contact with it for the first time will basically hate their tongues. Kaphora didn't get it right once, and he became more interested.

"My name is Wen Yuan. Repeating it, he smiled meaningfully and added: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember, someone will remember it for you." ”

"Text, far away...... Far. ”

After reading it a few times, Caphora gradually found the right pronunciation, smiled very brightly, and looked in a good mood.

Getting a little closer, she chuckled softly, "Don't worry, after a few days you find enough medicinal materials, you will understand our language." When the time comes, you have to listen to your master......"

After speaking, she nodded to Wenyuan with a smile, and turned around and left without any delay.

Before the carriage was loaded, an indifferent voice from above spread throughout the camp: "Get ready, change your route tomorrow!

The faces of the servants and guards changed drastically, and they looked at each other, but they were silent.

It wasn't until the door of the witch's carriage was closed again that the commotion in the camp exploded.

"What's going on...... Why is this like this......"

"At our level, if we go in, how can we have a chance to come out again!"

"Hey...... Captain, captain, did you already know? Why don't you let those mud-legged people come in with the team?"

"Brother Manniu, don't ask you for anything else, in case the little brother can't go back, please remember the love of the past few years, and take care of the ...... at home."

"Shut up! From now on, all your whereabouts will be kept secret, and you are not allowed to have any communication with outsiders! If you are afraid of danger, don't come out if you are afraid of danger! All of them are living a life of licking blood with knives, who has the family treated badly over the years?"

"yes, yes...... Rest early, take care of your spirits, there are a few masters, and don't think about those who don't!"

............

There is a lot of noise and mourning, but no one retreats, and no one dares to speak insults and vent, this is the dominance of the family, if you want to die, you must rush hard.

Wen Yuan watched coldly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.