Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 444 Hoofprints of Death (Gageng)

At this time, in the mountainous area of ​​Southwest China, a group of young people followed their mentor and walked in the mountains step by step.

The southwest is mountainous, and it was considered a difficult place in ancient times, but in recent years, with the gradual improvement of local infrastructure construction, the remote mountains that were inaccessible in the past have become somewhat popular.

This is a typical karst landform. There are twisted holes everywhere on the blue-gray rocks. The high and low hills are one after another. The strange rocks surrounded by green trees are even more countless. One side spreads to the other side, looking from a distance, it is too beautiful to behold.

But the feeling of walking in this virgin forest is not good. The soil under the plants with wide leaves smells of corruption. There may be fragile rocks under the thin red soil layer. Every step you take may step on the fallen leaves. poisonous snake.

Chen Motong walked on the fallen leaves, the semi-corrupted leaves under his feet made a low puffing sound, and followed closely behind the leader. This is not a place for a lady to come, but it is a pity that the words "lady" and "gentleman" are often synonymous with Cassel. students are irrelevant.

As students of Kassel, they began to gradually get in touch with the work of the secret party in their junior year, and began to be distributed to various branches. Whether to do research or kill a few deadpools was a difficult problem for the students.

Under the leadership of the seniors, the students entered various internship programs from the junior year, and gradually dispersed from the college to all over the world. With full of enthusiasm, they began to prepare their graduation thesis topics.

And these projects, of course, have high and low points.

Generally speaking, even those students who are more focused on research will also take on some field tasks. In the world of mixed races, practice and theory are always inseparable. Gun boss.

Because of this, the internship programs in various places are different. Whether you would like to fight terrorists in the Middle East or dig fossils in the ice and snow in Northern Europe has become a topic of discussion among students.

Compared with those internships that go to the Middle East to fight terrorists, Huaxia's internships are gentler and more popular with students who don't like fighting.

The college started teaching Chinese language a long time ago. It is very easy for students who have studied for two years to master a language. In addition, the Huaxia department is also willing to let Kassel students go to Huaxia for internships. The two sides hit it off , launched many projects.

Now Chen Motong is participating in the more dangerous one.

In the southwestern mountainous area, most of the places are inaccessible mountains. This is a paradise for beasts and a hell for human beings. The lost civilizations are sleeping here, waiting for their discovery.

Two days ago, they were still tracing the murals left by the ancestors of the local ethnic minorities on a cliff, but soon the team made a new discovery. The details on the murals pointed to a valley rarely visited by people. According to the local old man, it was once the burial place of the Mongolian army.

Mongols, a name that makes the world fearful, took advantage of the warming spring breeze at that time, and these nomads who relied on horsepower to conquer the world turned into a sharp iron arrow, wantonly plundering the land of the Central Plains.

Even in the Southwest, the land of abundance, it is also under the rule of the Mongols. There is a special food here, called the milk fan, which is the trace left by the Mongols who love milk.

But the people here have also resisted. According to the records of the county annals that Chen Motong and the others found, in a Miao village of the local ethnic minority, there appeared a warrior who could control flames and was extremely powerful. In the valley, the Mongolian army was killed with flames, and the legend of the Yin soldiers crossing the border has been left there ever since.

That valley was also called the Valley of Burning Soldiers. According to legend, every night, the sound of humans killing each other would be heard there.

This clue made the leader of the team spirit up for a while. This thin female professor is an authority on the Chinese history of the Dragon Clan and is studying the distribution of the ancient Dragon King's power.

"According to records, the southwestern area is the territory of the King of Fire, and the sphere of influence of the King of the Mountain is generally from Outer Mongolia to Siberia." The team leader professor said at yesterday's meeting: "And the Mongols going south is the territory of the King of the Mountain." The power has expanded to the sphere of influence of the Lord of Fire."

The students below looked serious. If this was the case, they would be able to see traces of the battle between the two Dragon King forces in that valley.

Even if it's just the little guys from the two sides attacking each other, these students' graduation thesis can be considered settled.

Chen Motong raised his head in the dark jungle. The delicate girl before looked a little embarrassed now. Su Qian turned around and asked with concern: "Nuo Nuo, do you want to take a rest?"

"No, I'm not that weak." Compared to Susie, the second-in-command of the Lionheart Club, Nuonuo's physical fitness is slightly weaker, but she can still support climbing the mountain road. Chen Motong looked around, and the team At the end, a young man with a serious face walked leisurely on the mountain road with an exaggerated amount of luggage on his back.

"It's really scary." Chen Motong whispered secretly, thinking in his heart: "Are all the guys in the Lionheart Society crazy?"

The one in the back is naturally Chu Tong, the former president of the Lionheart Society. He was supposed to go to South America to beat Deadpool, but his grandmother was worried about him running around, so she simply threw him to Huaxia, and went to the Southwest with his juniors. Drill the old woods.

It has to be said that with the addition of this super fighter, the safety factor of this operation was much higher. A group of people walked forward for a while and came to the entrance of the valley.

There are few people here, hidden in the deep mountains, and the few people also relied on a guide to lead the way. They arrived here after walking for almost three days. Their bodies were covered with beads of sweat, and it was considered an experience.

Splitting a few vines that got in the way, I saw the valley in front of me. It was said to be a valley, but it was actually a mountain. Incomparable.

There are not many plants in the valley, perhaps because of the light, most of them are small things like moss, and there are also some shade-loving plants, swaying in the gloomy mist of the valley.

"We've arrived, everyone," the professor told the guide to wait outside the valley, leaving outsiders, and said excitedly in front of the students, "Thank God, your graduation thesis is here."

The students shouted excitedly, and their voices spread far and wide in the valley, but Chen Motong, who was standing with Su Qian, changed his expression. He raised his head, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The white mist in the valley gradually became thicker, and the students were a little panicked. At this moment, Susie heard Chen Motong's deep voice:
"I see...the hooves of death."

(End of this chapter)