Chapter 82: Leaked, Mist Mountain Trip

His Royal Highness Prince is distinguished and indifferent. He has never heard of it, nor has he ever seen it. He took the initiative to talk to whom and offered to help others!
Too weird, so unusual!
The flowers stunned and looked at Di Fu, the sharp eyes seemed to poke her into a horse honeycomb, full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"Wait, the woman is so weird that she seems to have heard it!" Someone questioned.
"In the past few days, there is a legend in the capital that there is a newly emerged pharmacist in a black robe and a weird dress on the blood. She saved the queen maiden, as if her name was Yaoqing!
"It's demon!"
"Yes, yes, yes! It was the demon who defeated Master Shengxu, she was so good!"
After recognizing Emperor Fuyao as the demon who was famous in Beijing recently, everyone's eyes a little more awe.
Many people watched in front of the door, and Di Fu frowned slightly. She didn't like the place that was too lively, noisy, and very irritable.
He smiled and smiled at Nangong Changqing, "Thank you very much, I can resolve this myself."
If you say something, it's like a stone sparking a thousand layers of waves.
The idiots are a little bit angry, and His Royal Highness took the initiative to help you. You don't even know how to deal with it, but you also refuse!
The idiots can't wait to be transformed into a messenger of justice to punish this impertinent prince to His Royal Highness!
However, Nangong Changqing did not care about her euphemism, and also smiled indifferently. "If there is a need, the girl Yaoqing can find this palace at any time.
With the crowd watching, Di Fuya no longer had the mood to continue to look at the weapons, simply walked out of the weapon shop and slowly walked towards the city gate.
Strangely, Nangong Changqing actually followed her.
"Prince is going out of town?" Di Fuya asked curiously.
Nangong Changqing coughed, and said with a slightly embarrassed look of righteousness, "This palace is going to Wushan."
"Mist Mountain?" Di Fuyao thoughtfully.
Wushan is the largest mountain range on the outskirts of Nanxuancheng, where the star-rated Warcraft is rampant, and it is also rich in various herbs, but the mountains are surrounded by haze all day and the crisis is perilous.
Speaking of which, she hasn't ventured into dangerous mountains yet.
"Prince, would you mind having one more person?" Emperor Fu looked at him with a smile.
The bright, beautiful silver eyes were full of smiles, full of interest.
Nangong Changqing froze slightly, then raised her lips and smiled, nodded: "don't mind."
He originally wanted to go to the bamboo forest to see if there were any hidden dangers, but she asked when he was upset for a reason.
I didn't expect to whip it right, in the interest of the girl Yaoqing.
The two chatted along the way. Mostly Nangong Changqing was telling her various matters to pay attention to when visiting Wushan.
Emperor Fu Yao also listened to him intently, and secretly wrote down the points.
The misty mountains are full of crises, the steep peaks are difficult to reach, and there are many bushes and thorns in the forest. Most of them are poisonous vegetation.
The two quickly arrived at the foot of Wushan Mountain, and the shortcut to the mountain was only a winding long sheep intestine.
Nangong Changqing visited Wushan several times when he was young and knew a lot about Wushan. He laughed: "This road can pass into Wushan, but when you get inside, you have to open a new road by yourself."
Emperor Fu nodded.
He thought for a while, and condensed a crystal clear ice sword and handed it to her.
The sharp blade was condensed by his ice-based strength. As long as the aura is not dispersed, the ice sword will not melt.
"Hold yourself."
"Thank you!"
Di Fuyao was also unambiguous, and quickly took over the ice sword.
Only one person was allowed to start the trail up the mountain. Nangong Changqing was in front, and Emperor Fu was shaking in the back. The two of them followed the trail into Wushan.
Both sides of the trail were sharp and poisonous thorns. Di Fuya walked carefully and observed the surrounding environment while walking.
The misty mountains are shrouded in mist all year round, and their eyes cannot be illuminated at all. The pungent wet smell is full of the corrupt atmosphere of vegetation, which can be described as a sore scene.
"Prince, don't know why you came to Wushan?" Di Fuya asked curiously.
Nangong Changqing Jun blushed. After a while, he didn't say why he came. "This palace is here to find ... what to look for ..."
"Ha, it doesn't matter if you can't think of it, this time when you come with me." Di Fu patted his shoulder with a funny smile.
Such careless behavior gave Nangong Changqing a stun.
He was so big that no one had patted him on the shoulder like this.
However, this feeling did not make him reject, but received it from the heart.
The ancient trees of Wushan cover the sky. The smallest one needs to be surrounded by three people before it can be carried.
The farther you go, the denser the fog becomes. There are giant towering ancient trees everywhere, staggered with each other, and the road is getting narrower.
During this period, the two met many low-star Warcraft rats and rabbits.
Both of them chose to ignore them, after all, it was a waste of time to deal with such low-star things.
I do n’t know if it ’s luck. After two hours, I did n’t see only the starred Warcraft.
Di Fuyao couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"The Warcraft in Wushan is haunted by ghosts. Generally, it will appear more in the evening." Nangong Changqing explained with a smile. Dangers everywhere. "
Di Fu shook his eyes, and suddenly felt a little longing for the twilight mountains.
She prefers exciting adventures to a more comfortable life.
Twilight Mountains, she is imperative!
"Nothing today, I can only trust the next time." Di Fu laughed, "Let's go down the mountain first, walked for so long, hungry."
Nangong Changqing nodded, "OK."
When the two turned around and walked back along the road when they came, Di Fuyao suddenly felt that the air around him had fallen a lot, feeling a kind of cold chill.
"Prince, I feel something is wrong."
Nangong Changqing turned back, wondering, "What's wrong?"
"Cold!" Emperor Fu shook his eyebrows and looked around with a wary gaze.
"Are you too sensitive?" Nangong Changqing sensed for a while and didn't feel anything wrong.
Emperor Fu's frown grew deeper and deeper, and the chill that was as cold as bone marrow was worse.
suddenly!
She stared blankly, pointing at him inconceivably, "Look, it's your body smoking!"
"Smoke?" Nangong Changqing bowed his head and glanced at him, and saw a burst of ice coming out of his body.
The ice was so strong that the vegetation within five meters of the frost had condensed frost.
Di Fuyao was surprised, "Did you not feel cold?"
The chill was colder than before in his temple.
Nangong Chang Qingjun's face was so dignified that he didn't have an attack early, but didn't have an attack late, but at this time the ice force leaked out!
"No matter how much it is, it's getting dark, let's go out first." He stopped talking nonsense, grabbed her hand, and hurried to get up.
Di Fuyao felt that the temperature of his palm was falling sharply, as if he had held a piece of ice jade by himself.
"Prince, stop first!"