Chapter 1705: Journey to the West (2)

She told Yang Zimei the essentials of her flight.
Yang Zimei's memory is very good, and has been watching for a while, so it is easy to get started, personally driving the plane to the sky, the feeling is very wonderful, there is a sense of volley.
Of course, this feeling is not as wonderful as sitting in her golden dragon.
Sitting on the golden dragon, you can face the ups and downs of the wind, as you like, you can fly.
Unfortunately, in this world, she can't use the baby Jinlong as a flying object at will. She doesn't want to be studied as an alien. She has to fly this bulky plane.
However, she was playing with Jiu Jiu in her heart and was going to a place where there was no one in the west of the state. She and the dragon sat flying with Jinlong flying day by day. The feeling should be more mysterious than a person?
Think about it and get excited.
After spending a full day, I finally flew to a flat land not far from the tomb in the west of the state and stopped the plane.
Everyone got out of the plane, stretched their waists, and wanted to breathe in the fresh air around them, but found that the air here was as if it had been roasted on fire, with a burning scorch.
The surrounding plants are yellow and the land is cracking. It is even more uncomfortable under the hot sun.
"Are we at Flame Mountain?"
Long Zhuiyue muttered, "Why is it like this?"
For this, Yang Zimei had long been mentally prepared, because Master had already told her that the ground around the ancient tomb had begun to change, it became arid, and everything died.
She might be surprised if she did not pass through the flames of Huangcun.
Kai Tian now looked around and saw the flames floating in the sky, which is obviously just an enlarged version of the flames.
At a glance, she found out the key points to break the game.
What's more, with a snow lake, this situation is even simpler.
Yang Zimei called Guan Feng's phone and told him where they are now.
In less than an hour, Guan Feng and the three grandsons of Zhuge came together.
Seeing Grandpa Zhuge them, Yang Zimei was still sweating.
She remembered asking Dragon Chase to notify Guanfeng, but she forgot to notify Zhuge Ye.
When he got the Taomu card from others, he vowed to invite them to explore the tomb together. Who knows?
Fortunately, Guanfeng did not forget to call them.
"How did this place look like this? The old man remembered that when he came here, it was still green, green and lush."
Grandpa Zhuge looked at the yellow with a horrible look in doubt, as if he had been burned by the rolling mountains, and said.
"Father, when I came here more than ten years ago, it was still green and green. It may be that there have been changes in the climate and the surface, which has caused long-term drought here and the weather is like a stove.
Zhuge Mingzhu came out.
"Uncle, it's not like this."
Yang Zimei looked at Grandfather Zhuge, "Grandpa, do you know the Flame Bureau?"
"Flame Bureau?"
Grandpa Zhuge seemed to be instilled and looked around.
Although he opened the yin and yang eyes, he did not have the sky eyes like Yang Zimei, and he could clearly see the change of breath.
He looked at it, measuring it in his heart, and finally nodded as if realized, "Yes, this is exactly because of the flames! This rare and rare end will appear here, it is really distressing. Sigh. "