The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 553 The Mysterious Eastern Black Mountain

Ling Juncheng glanced sideways at the soft woman on the couch: "Even if it's a dragon's lake or a tiger's lair, I have to go."

The majestic figure disappeared into the night without any hesitation.

Wu Huang watched as his back disappeared from sight, his hands clasped together, his eyes moved slightly.

Su Xi on the couch closed her eyes tightly, all the blood on her face was gone, and her lips were already purple to black.

Wu Huang looked down at the ball of energy surging in her palm, he picked up a volume of scriptures and sat down beside her, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and silently recited the scriptures on the scriptures, those golden words emerged from the scriptures. It rose up slowly and turned into a living elf that surrounded Su Xi.

After a while, the black mist surging in her palm was suppressed, and the complexion on her face looked a little better.

But Wu Huang, who was sitting in front of the couch, had blood dripping from the corner of his lips.

In the deep and humid night, a figure galloped on a horse and headed straight for Dongwuhan Mountain.

The drizzle hit his body, although it was light and gentle, it also wet his hair and clothes.

The broad palm held the rein tightly, not daring to slow down even a bit.

Those deep eyes stared straight ahead without focus.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw a snow-like white peak going straight into the sky.

The so-called Dongwu Cold Mountain is indeed extremely cold.

The peak standing in front of you is covered by a thick layer of snow, surrounded by clouds and mist,
The bitter cold wind whizzed past, and there was a kind of piercing pain, which was many times colder than every twelfth lunar month in Kyoto.

At this time, he was only wearing the thin summer clothes he wore in Kyoto.

He was lucky and used his internal strength to protect his body.

The slender body rolled over and got off the horse, regardless of the fatigue of the body, and the severe cold that could directly freeze a person into a block of ice, he lifted his feet into the ice and snow, and the white clothes on his body merged with it.

Only after entering the forest did he know what Wuhuang meant by "easy to enter but difficult to exit".

This mountain is as mysterious as a big labyrinth, every tree in the forest, every road, and even the snow on the branches are exactly the same.

He made a mark on purpose, but after walking for a long time, he still returned to the same place, and he saw with his own eyes that the marks he made disappeared little by little, and were finally replaced by blindingly white snow.

After trying several times, it was still the same. Finally, he stopped and observed the mysterious and unpredictable forest carefully.

Before he could take a closer look, the entire mountain forest started to spin.

His tall and handsome body was surrounded by the whirling sky, he closed his eyes and stood there, as determined as ever.

At this time, there were wailing sounds of ferocious beasts all around, and the sound approached.

Ling Juncheng opened his slender eyes and looked forward, only to see that the forest that was originally covered with snow suddenly disappeared, and he was in the darkness at this time.

Suddenly, many pairs of green eyes appeared from the darkness, and the horrible wailing sound fell on his ears, making Shen's hairs stand on end.

He clenched the sword around his waist tightly, and when the strong evil spirit was approaching him, he jumped into the air, turning his wrist and dancing the long white sword in his hand.

Immediately, he smelled a very strong and disgusting smell of blood. It was said to be a smell of blood, but it was much worse than the smell of blood.

As an ordinary person, Xu Zao would have been vomited by the smell.

With the flashes of sword lights, the fishy smell filling his nostrils became more and more intense, and those green eyes became less and less.

(End of this chapter)