Dressing up as a man: Queen of Little Crazy

Chapter 51

I don't know how long that old man of his has been planning, but he even organized a large-scale event where all the people in the capital jointly signed a letter. What a shame, she is so hated. . .

On the day Ning Huang left, all the people in the capital flocked to the streets to see her off, and the scene was only short of setting off firecrackers to celebrate.

After saying goodbye to her mother at the gate of the city, Ning Huang took the jackals, tigers and leopards that the king gave to escort him and set out on the road together.

The five people got into a carriage, and after galloping for a while out of the city, the roads on both sides gradually opened up, and the carriage became faster and faster.

The Promise Immortal Palace is not far away, in fact, it only takes one day to hike.After turning over Wulifeng, you can see the endless snow-capped mountains.

It is said that the road in Daxue Mountain is extremely dangerous, and to get to Wuji Immortal Palace, one must walk a section of the road to the sky. As the name suggests, the road to the sky is more difficult than climbing to the sky.

When the carriage arrived at the snow-capped mountain town at the foot of the mountain, we had to abandon the carriage and go on foot.

But the little father-in-law is delicate and fleshy, right? In order to show that he doesn't understand martial arts at all, Ning Huang called a sedan chair in the snow mountain town and assigned the four coolies to carry her up.

This unreasonable little ancestor at the jackal, tiger and leopard stand is really suffering.

Fortunately, the four of them are all high-ranking warriors of the third rank. Before reaching the halfway up the mountain, the mountain road is relatively easy to walk, but the snow is more annoying. Sometimes one foot sinks, and it takes a long time to get out. As for being too tired.

The four unlucky guys carried a blue and white soft sedan chair with one foot higher and the other lower, and walked for about half an hour, when they suddenly let out "Huh" one after another, and slowed down their pace.

Huang'er pretended to wake up, rubbed her eyes and opened the car curtain, looked forward, "What's the matter?"

The crystal-clear and flawless Daxue Mountain is shining brightly and brilliantly under the sunlight.This snow-covered mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and when it reaches the middle of the mountain, the mountain road becomes more and more difficult. There is only one road leading to the top of the mountain, which is winding and steep, and is made of messy gravel. If you accidentally step on a piece of space, it will be beyond redemption.

Now the only path up the mountain is crowded with people, with towering mountain walls on the left and right, and two parties crowded in front of a narrow mountain path that only allows one person to pass.

On one side, twenty or thirty young men and women in white clothes with blue belts around the mountain pass laughed and laughed.

Squatting in front of them was a big toad half the height of a person.

The appearance of that ghost thing is really ugly like no one before or after.The skin is rough, like germs have rotted and moldy, and it looks like the whole body is visceral, and the strange eyes are half protruding and turned upside down. It is really ugly and ugly.

It was this damned toad that blocked the mountain path and prevented people from passing through.

The other side seemed much weaker and weaker. A few boys and girls with swords in white clothes and blue belts stared angrily at the toad blocking the way, and one of them said, "Luo Ping, hurry up and get you out of the way!" Take away the toad! Don't get in the way here."

"Haha, I just won't leave. If you have the ability, come up and drive it away." The boy named Luo Ping raised his chin proudly, glanced at the weak children in front of him with contemptuous eyes, and said with a sneer, "You Southern School of Martial Arts can't even find a decent first-level master. But our Northern School of Dharma has produced two first-level super fighters in a row in just five years. You are not ashamed, or you are all exiled by yourself. Let's go down the mountain."

(End of this chapter)