Chapter 137: The Long River Sets the Sun

"I can't imagine that I will die in this bottomless black fog in the end, it's really depressing!"

Listening to the whistling wind in his ears, Li Feng felt sorry for the death of the nine-headed golden eagle at the same time, but also smiled bitterly at his imminent death. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time as falling rapidly, the vitality in Li Feng's body was also sharply absorbed by the black mist around him, and before he could fall to the bottom of the black mist abyss, Li Feng was dizzy.

When he woke up again, Li Feng only felt that his whole body was cold, and he shivered with the cold.

Struggling to stand up and looking around, Li Feng couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It turned out that he was now on the edge of a large green river, and there was no trace of the black fog around him!

"Haha, I'm alive, it's great!"

Li Feng pinched his thigh vigorously, and after feeling the pain in his body, he realized that he was not dreaming, and had indeed escaped from the boundless mist.

"Hey, where are Brother Eagle and those dragons?"

After a long while, calming down the excitement in his heart, Li Feng remembered that he had fallen from the height of the black fog with the nine-headed golden eagle and the dragon, but now there were no traces of the nine-headed golden eagle and the dragon around him.

"There are no corpses, no bloodstains, no swords, this is too evil!"

Li Feng carefully searched around again, but still found nothing, and finally had to give up the search.

"Brother Diao, thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have died in that inexplicable black fog!"

Li Feng bowed to the sky, then left the river and walked towards the shore.

At this time, because there was no black fog around him, Li Feng's vitality was not lost anymore, but because of what happened before, he still felt very weak, so he walked a long way from the riverside to the shore.

After walking to the rough rocky shore, Li Feng was so tired that he was panting, so he stopped and sat on a piece of granite, intending to rest before continuing walking.

While sitting down to rest, Li Feng also looked around carefully.

I saw that in front of my eyes, there was a very wide river, which was hundreds of zhang wide, and the length of the stretch was also very long, and it was very quiet, without even a trace of ripples, like a very large piece of jade jade.

Next to the wide and quiet river, there are two rows of towering trees, these trees are far taller than the trees on Danxia Mountain, each of them is hundreds of zhang high, several zhang thick, looking very majestic.

Beyond the tree, there were strange rough stones, which stretched far away, and then some peaks, which joined together like a basin, enclosed the middle.

In the gap between the two mountain peaks, there is also a huge red sun, which is slowly sinking downward, making people feel indescribably magnificent when they see it.

Seeing this magnificent and beautiful scenery with some vastness, two poems of the ancients suddenly poured into Li Feng's mind: The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river!

"The scenery of this place is really good, although there is no desert, there is no lonely smoke, but the artistic conception is really similar to the poem, if it is not for the heart of the Tao, I really want to stay in this place for a long time!"

Li Feng took a deep breath of the fresh air by the river and muttered to himself with some intoxication.

After muttering to himself, Li Feng stood up, intending to continue walking, after all, now that the transfer order on his body no longer worked, he had to find a way to get out by himself.

Just as he was about to turn away, he inadvertently glanced at the river again, and this glance made his face change color.