Chapter 297: Mysterious mountain

Chapter 297 Mysterious Hawthorn
Murong Xue nodded: "Ninety-nine."
The Ferris Cliff is fierce. It is not a last resort. No one will step in here. This lion needs to eat every day. When there is no food in the white fog, the people in the array must feed the food to feed the lion.
The fog in the fog is heavy, and the person will never walk too much in the array. Therefore, the switch that enters and exits is definitely not far from the lion...
"Let's look carefully."
"Yes!" No trace of silence should be made, walk quickly to the cave, and check it carefully.
Murong Xue took a look at the scarred lion, and slowly walked into the cave along the tired bones. The ground in the cave was full of white bones. There was only a small piece of clean and tidy place on the innermost side. I wanted to be the lion. Rest place.
The surrounding stone walls are pitted, uneven, and covered with a layer of frosty water marks, gently touched, iced, cool, tightly stitched, without traces of the slightest organs and secret doors.
Murong Xue slightly frowned, the organ that came out, where is it?
A wind that suddenly seemed to be blowing suddenly blew over Murong Xue’s cheeks, gently, softly, with a touch of heat, which was completely different from the ice in the white mist.
Murong Xue's eyes lit up, facing the breeze, and striding forward, and walked to the front of a stone wall, clearly felt a glimpse of the breeze, blowing into the cave through a few invisible gaps.
Her eyes were slightly condensed, and the white hands were on the stone wall, up and down, left and right, and groping carefully, pressing on a protruding corner, only listening to the sound of 'Boom', the stone wall in front moved slowly to On one side, revealing a small door that only allows one person to pass through, a strong light came in and dispelled the nearby white mist.
"No trace, out!" Murong Xue called out, lifted his foot and stepped out of the small door. In an instant, the slightly hot breath rushed from the square, quickly smearing the faint mist on her body.
In the wide open window, there is a touch of sunset in the west, the warm pale golden sunshine, and Murong Xue is secretly relieved. She finally walks out of the white fog. What is this place?
Murong Xue looked around and saw that she was standing in a small wooden house. The roof, walls and floors in the house were all wooden. Besides, there was nothing.
The place she just walked out has been closed into a wooden wall, and there is no abnormality. Two guards wearing armor have come and left, and their eyes are cold and ice!
"Who are you?" Murong Xue asked sharply.
The guards turned a deaf ear to the cold, and said: "I am good at swearing, dying!" The words fell, and the sword in their hands brought an icy cold, and the ruthless thorns to Murong Xue...
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and flew in his hand. He crossed the neck of the two guards and raised two bloodlines...
The two guards’ eyes were round and slammed on the ground. The tall body didn’t know where it was, and there was a rush of copper bells outside the house:
Dangdang...Dangdang...

"The assassin broke into here... fast and fast, catching the assassin..." A burst of excitement penetrated the clouds and rang through the clouds.
The rushing and orderly footsteps sounded from outside the house, getting closer and closer, getting closer...
No trace to Murong Xue: "Murong girl, what should I do now?"
"Leave here first." Murong Xue said lowly, and walked quickly to the wide open window, and jumped out and jumped out: the white fog array is a pit person, the victim's array, she came out, it will not be Go back, first look at the specific situation of this place, and then make plans.
In front of the wooden house, a lot of flowers and trees were planted. Murong Xue, through their cover, cleverly avoided the people who came to arrest them, and walked quickly, carelessly looking around.
I saw all the four sides are towering mountains. The place where she is is a deep mountain. There are rows of buildings on the left and right sides that are like houses and camps. The patchwork is so confusing that it can’t tell the gloomy and strange. .
A hundred meters away from the training martial arts can accommodate tens of thousands of people, tens of thousands of young men are holding a variety of weapons, guns on the martial arts field to make a great shot...
"Fast and fast... Assassin is very embarrassed... Don't let them run..." A team of people wearing armor ran over, and the sharp sword reflected the coldness of the sun in the afterglow of the setting sun...
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and was about to go back. But he saw a lot of people chasing him behind him. He ran to the left. There was also a team of searched guards. The neighborhood was also empty. There was no flower and trees to avoid. She looked at her. Hey, flying into the nearest wooden house...
The armor men ran across the house, and the ground with a strong footstep trembled slightly.
Murong Xue stood in the wooden house, listening to the rushing footsteps, and could not hear a trace of it. She was relieved and was about to leave. A hot air rushed over and the smoked face was slightly hurt. .
She frowned and looked up. She saw that she was standing in a small compartment filled with fine black charcoal. The small door was half open and it was clear that there was a big room outside. There were countless stoves in the room, and a man with a shirtless man was waving a hammer, ping pong and forging a sword.
There is a box in the corner, and there is a sword with a handle on it. Under the light of the fire, it reflects the dazzling coldness of the forest. At first glance, it is a sharp sword!
Murong Xue’s cold eyes slammed up: gathering blacksmiths, creating long swords in batches...
"Murong girl, there seems to be someone working in the cabin over there." No trace standing in front of the window, gently pointed to the opposite cabin.
Murong Xue sank and sank, jumped out of the room, and sneaked into the opposite room. I saw a long wooden table in this room. A famous craftsman sat at the wooden table and carefully polished. A delicate wooden block...
That is... the exquisite wooden blocks used in the splicing of organs, are they making organs?
"Murong girl, look at the front!" No trace of deliberately low voice sounds in the ear, Murong Xue followed his direction, only to see a large room nearly 100 meters long, a wooden block Peacocks, snakes, and spiders are neatly arranged in the room, high and high, and heroic...
In the middle is a wooden tiger. It is as big as a car, with a gaze and a look of mightyness. It looks like Murong Xue slightly squints: he has created so many organs!
Hidden mountains, camp-like houses, strong men, sharp swords, powerful organs, all connected is that someone is stealing...
"Hey!" The closed door was suddenly opened, and a large group of armored armor walked in...
(End of this chapter)