"In the northwest, on the vast plateau, there are temperate forests?"

I have changed trains twice, and the third time, I got on the dilapidated blue and white intercity bus and drove into the mountains in the northwest.

Feng Lan thought thoughtfully, and finally found to vent the dullness and anger along the way, and asked in a mocking tone that didn't dare to go too far.

"Our planet, continents, oceans, deserts, forests are changing.

The Great Northwest, once a desert wasteland area, shrouded in pale golden mist falling from the sky, has been discovered to be an unfathomable wetland forest inside, whether there are thousands of strange beasts infested.

There, it has been named 'Golden Mile Wetland Forest'. ”

Sun You explained with a smile.

"Uh-huh, you're not going to let my dragon heart spear poke the beast to death and bleed it, right?"

Feng Lan choked and thought, "Pale gold? Pale golden light in the room? Mysterious atomization? ”

The scenes of being trapped appeared in front of me, and my heart was up and down, so I didn't know the bottom.

"I don't know if I can stab the beast to death, I only know that the weapons of the three of us are all sharp blades like knives and axes." Sun You leaned back and narrowed his eyes, "It's going to be fifteen hours of shaking." Brother Lan, save some energy. ”

Feng Lan felt that the two of them had no confidence at all, and couldn't understand their crazy boundless mentality.

The old man in the front row of sheep kept glancing at Fenglan in the back row.

"Old Han's Family,"

Fenglan spoke half of the authentic northwest dialect, and the next dialect tongue was cocked, and suddenly he couldn't turn around, and he couldn't speak.

"Fellow." The old man shouted happily in a smooth dialect, "Go to the forest to bleed, it's very beautiful, and you have a lot of money." ”

Feng Lan frowned and looked at the people in the car.

is like a middle-aged fat woman in the countryside, who keeps eating and watching short videos.

A young man with high cheekbones, reading a novel on his mobile phone, doesn't look like a northerner.

The crepe student, with his hands on his chest, looked like I was sleepy.

"Not really, right?"

Feng Lan thought to himself, look at his dress, ordinary outdoor sportswear, ordinary greasy middle-aged people, exactly the same as everyone else.

"Hey, yes, it's all amazing."

The old man said again, changing his tone slightly.

"It turns out that they are all peers."

Feng Lan took it to heart, chatted with the old man, and asked about the situation in the Wendi forest.

The old man was happy, and he talked about the mountains and the things in the forest.

When it was lively, several aunts joined in.

Feng Lan chatted with them hotly, and roughly came to the conclusion that the monsters in the forest were not very strong.

Ma Mengqi's eyes kept rolling, but he didn't mean to stop it.

Fenglan could see that in the eyes of the old men, they didn't take Ma Mengqi and Sun You seriously at all.

Even, sometimes looking at their eyes, there is a sense of uncertainty.

Feng Lan thought of looking at the eyes of some people in another world of cultivation—the eyes of hunters anchoring their prey.

It has been determined that the greatest danger in that mysterious land is probably the same kind.

After chatting for four or five hours, everyone was very interested, drinking water, sleeping and sleeping, all of them looked very stable.

Feng Lan was inexplicably nervous, and he thought about it repeatedly, with this greasy body with a big belly, it was a small probability event to survive, and he had to think of a way.

If you have a seven-star fairy sword in your hand and the cultivation power of divine artistic conception, how good would it be?

Take a step back, have the Order Axe in hand, in case it is also useful to the demon beasts here?

If the Oriental Fish White in the depths of my mind can store things, can I bring back the Seven Star Immortal Sword or something?

If you can use the Jiuyang Divine Skill to absorb and refine a large number of "water droplets" in the Oriental Yubai space, will it become more powerful in a short period of time?

Speaking of "water drops", Fenglan really thinks it's a little useful.

After a month, the effect of running, abdominal wheels, lifting dumbbells and other exercises has improved significantly.

It's just that it's far from the desired result, and it's even farther away from the protagonist in the book.

"What should I do?"

Fenglan looked out the window at the barren mountains and mountains, and his thoughts were flying.

* * *

The bus pulls into the humble station.

The station is at the entrance to the valley, and the cliffs on both sides of the valley are so high that you can't see it clearly.

There is only a double-leaf white gate under the cliff on the right side of the station, and the door plaque reads "Return my rivers and mountains", and the gate reads "Idlers are not allowed to enter".

Ma Mengqi was the first to get out of the car and walked towards the white gate, and she was the only one.

The others got off the bus in order and waited in place, all in good spirits, talking and laughing.

"We received news before we left that many people had died in the past three days."

Sun You took the opportunity to pull Fenglan aside and whispered, throwing a look at the two to explain their intention to join forces.

"I don't want to die like this."

Feng Lan looked away, looked at the stone wall made of boulders in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

"By the way, how powerful is your Cloud Mist Realm Eight Grade?" He asked, adding.

"From the information revealed abroad, we know that the strange beasts in the forest are divided into ten orders. There is news that there is a stronger one above the tenth order.

The eighth rank of the Cloud Mist Realm can easily kill first-order alien beasts, and you can fight second-order alien beasts.

The comparison of force values is probably like this. ”

"Then what's the use of me coming? It's just to feed the beasts, so you can take the opportunity to kill them? ”

"If you don't come, why should they feed you with good food and drink?"

"Did I beg them to support me?"

"When we're in the maelstrom, the rules are there. If you want to break the rules, you have to have the corresponding strength. Sun You said in an almost ear-to-ear voice, "Brother Lan, if you are brave enough, you can run out from here and try it?" I'm sure a bullet will hit your temple with precision, and your head will pop open. ”

Fenglan's body trembled.

Sun You's eyes and demeanor told Fenglan that he had really seen it.

"Robbers. Bandits. ”

Feng Lan said angrily.

* * *

Thundered~.

On the stone wall made of huge stones, one of the boulders that landed on the ground has been concave inward, and the passage of the stone cave is dark and difficult to see.

Hula~, the others rushed over and rushed into the stone cave without a head.

Ma Mengqi walked out of the door at some point, gesturing to the two from a distance, signaling to follow.

"Didn't you change your clothes?"

Fenglan looked at Sun You and said.

"Inside, there's a change of cabin. Remember, move fast. ”

When Sun You advised, he had already walked towards Ma Mengqi.

Feng Lan was slightly distracted, and understood that Ma Mengqi was still Sun You's priority ally, so he walked up unhurriedly in his heart.

The passage of the stone cave is cold and damp, and the wind blows and the face hurts.

After Feng Lan got used to it a little, he reached out and touched the stone wall.

"Looking for death?"

The back of Ma Mengqi's head is like long eyes, his body is like a spiritual snake, and his right hand that grabs Fenglan is like a snake's tail wrapping around Fenglan's hand, pulling Fenglan closer.

"If you can't control your curiosity, I'll make you disappear with my own hands."

Ma Mengqi's voice seemed to be polluted by the air in the passage, cold and forested.

Feng Lan only felt that a poisonous snake spat out the snake core at him, and the snake core would be inserted into the throat or heart at any time.

Sun You, with indifferent eyes, looked like a cunning fox.

Feng Lan was sure that they would indeed kill him at any time, so he could only roll his eyes.

The passage of the stone cave is a hundred zhang deep.

After walking the last short distance in a groggy manner, Feng Lan suddenly felt wet all over his body, and his skin was sticky, which was particularly uncomfortable.

There was a gray fog in front of me, and the line of sight from the front and back to the left and right was less than three meters.

Ma Mengqi and Sun You have already walked out of the black cabin and changed into black tights.

Feng Lan hurriedly walked into the nearest black cabin, put on a full set of black inner and outer clothes inside and out, and his bulging belly was strangled like a pregnant belly. As long as you walk around, it looks like a tumbler holding a big round ball.

He is already 1.65 meters tall, with an imperfect figure that is almost symmetrical from top to bottom, and is only suitable for wearing loose and loose clothes.

At this moment, he didn't care much, so he inserted a solid toy gun into his coat pocket, put a few large blood sacs containing blood in a black bag, and walked out of the cabin.

Ma and Sun couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

However, compared with the slender and attractive figures of the two people, Fenglan, a middle-aged uncle, is indeed less meaningful.

Ma Mengqi stopped laughing and walked into the gray mist.

Sun You took out a delicate halberd from his waist, about a foot long, all blue, and followed closely behind Ma Mengqi.

Fenglan wanted to stand tall and look dignified, his left foot stepped into the gray mist, and he subconsciously stopped with his right foot, his head still stretched forward, and he made a sneaky probe to probe his brain funny.

When the right foot stepped into the gray mist, a pale golden flame appeared on the black tights, and it flickered and disappeared.

"Huh?"

A surprised voice came from the stone cave passage, and for a long time, he muttered, "Golden Mage? ”

* * *

Fenglan, walking on thin ice, walked cautiously, full of thoughts about how to escape quickly in case of danger.

This scene is like yesterday.

The rotten branches and rotten leaves under the feet are getting thicker and thicker, and the fishy smell is getting stronger and stronger.

Fenglan's heart was pounding, and he had to cover his heart with his hands, try to be as calm as possible, and look down as much as possible at the road under his feet.

The strange thing is that evoking the feat of a teenager strangling a demon beast with his hands in the memory, in comparison, the middle-aged uncle's turmoil pales in comparison, and it is very cold.

Another memory of how strong he is, the more anxious and embarrassed he is now.

Fenglan reacted, it's called a wetland forest, why can't you see trees?

He wanted to ask Ma and Sun who were not far ahead, but they were gone?

"Sun You!"

Fenglan shouted loudly, no one responded, shouted several times in succession, and still did not respond.

He immediately turned around and ran out.

Three steps away, one foot down, rotten branches and leaves reveal a large calloused hand, in the shape of a claw.

The fifth step is like stepping on a person's stomach, and it is directly broken.

Fenglan's feet and neck were weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

I saw another calloused hand, in the shape of a claw, grabbing Fenglan's ankle.

In a hurry, he rushed forward with all his might, dragging a person out of the rotten branches and leaves.

It turned out to be an old man herding sheep.

His intestines were running all over the ground, his eyes were about to break free from their sockets, and mud was pouring out of his nose.

His claw-shaped hands like iron pincers kept digging into Fenglan's flesh.

Feng Lan was anxiously frantic, roared, and rushed forward again.

Unexpectedly, he was dragged back a few steps, and his calves fell into the mire.

At this moment, another pair of fat women's hands, in the shape of claws, stretched out from the mire and grabbed Fenglan's calves.

Feng Lan was completely paralyzed, and his eyes were sour, and he watched with his other hands grasping his calf, no longer having any strength to support his struggle.

Strange to say, the wind did not move, and the hands of the old man and the woman did not move, nor did they continue to fall into the mire.