City Raptors Crossing the River

Chapter 89 Misty Canyon
Wang Meng can't get off the tiger right now.

Go, the misty canyon is too dangerous, don't go, it's a bit unreasonable.

Xian'er said:

"It's interesting to hear what you said about this place. I'm very interested and want to go in and have a look."

Since Xian'er has already said this, Wang Meng obviously has no reason to refuse at this time, saying:

"Then let's prepare to go to Misty Canyon together tomorrow."

"Okay!" Feng Han said excitedly.

Zuo Qiongxin wanted to persuade them, but when he thought that they were also cursed by the black energy, he could only sigh in the end.

This night, everyone stayed in the stone house.

The stone house is small, with only two rooms.

In the past, Feng Han and Zuo Qiongxin lived in the same room.

Now, only one room can be vacated for Wang Meng and Xian'er.

Feng Han didn't know the specific relationship between Wang Meng and Xian'er at first,
Now that I saw Xian'er entering the room with Wang Meng without saying anything, I understood.

Feng Han returned to the room, and now Zuo Qiongxin was sitting on the bed, with a blush on her originally pale face.

"I... I'll just lay a floor on the ground later..." Feng Han said awkwardly.

Maybe it was a mistake, although Feng Han had a good impression of Zuo Qiongxin at first, but he thought that he was a killer with no future.

I have been suppressing my inner feelings.

It wasn't until he realized that Zuo Qiongxin had become his concern that he had the courage to confess.

Just when the two began to look forward to the future, Zuo Qiongxin's body had already appeared abnormal.

From then on, Feng Han began to take Zuo Qiongxin around to seek medical advice.

The two have known each other for such a long time, and they have never been husband and wife.

"It's cold...it's cold in the mountains at night, otherwise...you shouldn't sleep on the ground." Zuo Qiongxin's voice was as thin as a mosquito's.

"I..." Feng Han was suddenly at a loss.

……

Besides, after Wang Meng and Xian'er returned to the room, Wang Meng asked:
"You are going to Misty Canyon, have you found anything?"

"No, I was just curious and wanted to go over and have a look. You have been inherited by the old man. I should be the one to ask you this."

Wang Meng...

Silent all night.

Early the next morning.

Wang Meng and Xian'er went out to meet Feng Han.

"Brother Meng got up so early!" Feng Han said.

"Aren't you the same?" Wang Meng said.

"That's right, hehe..." Feng Han touched his head unconsciously, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Wang Meng's eyes were fixed, he clearly saw a faint black air above Feng Han's head.

"Is Miss Zuo okay?" Wang Meng asked.

"Ah... not bad, not bad." Feng Han's eyes dodge.

Wang Meng originally planned to go into the Misty Canyon with Xian'er, but now it seems that Feng Han has been cursed by ancient times, and it doesn't matter whether he goes or not.

"Then let's go first. You should know where the Misty Canyon is, right?" Wang Meng asked.

"I know, Xin'er took me there before." Feng Han said.

The three of them set out to leave the stone house.

On the way to Misty Canyon, Xian'er remained silent as usual.

Wang Meng and Feng Han didn't speak either. After hearing about the fate of the Zuo clan, their hearts were a little heavy.

After walking through the mountains for more than two hours, Feng Han stopped.

"Brother Meng, ahead is the Misty Canyon."

Wang Meng looked up.

I saw two mountains towering into the clouds, and clouds and mist rising in a canyon between the two mountains.

If not for listening to the story told by Zuo Qiongxin, anyone would think that this is a rare beauty in Wuyun Mountain.

"Let's go in and have a look." Wang Meng said.

A few people stepped into the misty canyon, and immediately felt a chill.

This kind of coldness is not like the ordinary low temperature, but seems to be a biting cold.

It seems that the cold air can penetrate the human skin and directly reach the bones.

This is just outside the valley. It is really hard to imagine what the situation is like in the misty canyon.

"Brother Meng, let me lead the way. If anything happens, we can take care of you." Feng Han said.

Obviously he also felt something strange.

Wang Meng nodded.

In this way, Feng Han was in front, Wang Meng and Xian'er followed, and the three of them walked slowly towards the depths of the Misty Canyon.

The fog in the canyon can block the light, and they can only see clearly about 5 meters in front of them.

As far as the eye can see, there are many rare spiritual herbs in the canyon, some of which are not even found in Wang Meng's cave.

As the elf who takes care of the spiritual grass in the cave, Xian'er is very dedicated at this moment.

I saw that all the useful spiritual herbs were received in the cave.

Wang Meng secretly said: I didn't expect this elf girl to be quite good at housekeeping.

After walking a few hundred meters, Feng Han in front suddenly stood up.

"What's wrong?" Wang Meng asked.

"Brother Meng, there seems to be someone in front." Feng Han said.

people? ? ?
The three walked a few steps quickly.

Sure enough, not far away, there was a vague figure on a big rock.

When I got closer, I saw that it was a monk sitting cross-legged on a stone.

This monk had a kind face and kind eyes. With his eyes closed tightly, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Feng Han placed his hand on the monk's neck artery and shook his head:
"He's dead. He probably died not long ago. His skin is still elastic."

A monk appeared in a strange place, which naturally reminded the three of them of what happened to the Zuo clan.

It seems that the danger in the misty canyon is not fake.

"Find a place to bury this monk." Wang Meng said.

Feng Han hesitated for a while, but nodded in agreement.

He must now change his identity and can no longer think about problems as a killer.

Feng Han walked to the monk's side and raised it with one hand without even lifting it.

He was surprised, thinking that he was careless, and tried again but still couldn't lift the monk.

"Brother Meng, this monk's corpse is a little weird." Feng Han said.

He is very aware of his own strength. Even with one hand, he has at least thousands of strength, and it is impossible to lift a person.

Wang Meng also saw what happened just now and naturally understood what Feng Han meant.

Could it be that this monk is not dead?
Otherwise, there is no way to explain what happened just now.

Thinking of this, Wang Meng said:

"Since a whole person is too heavy, then use your knife to chop it into several pieces and find a place to bury it."

what……

Feng Han was a little confused.

I thought I heard it wrong and didn't understand what Wang Meng meant at all.

"Why are you still standing there, do it!" Wang Meng said again.

"Oh!" Although Feng Han still didn't understand, since it was Wang Meng's order, he could only follow through.

He slowly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and when he was about to take action, he still couldn't bear it.

He doesn't even frown when he kills people, but there is a lifeless corpse in front of him. This...

"Brother Meng, do you really want to cut it?" Feng Han asked.

"How about I do it?" Wang Meng said.

Feng Han's face darkened and he said secretly: Old monk, you can't blame me for this.

He waved a knife and chopped it down.

With the sharpness of his scimitar, he had no doubt that with one strike, the corpse of the old monk in front of him would be cut in half.

Wang Meng stared at the old monk intently. From the beginning to now, the other party did not respond.

Could it be that I really guessed wrong?Wang Meng secretly thought.

(End of this chapter)