Watching the two people holding each other intimately, walking away side by side.
Yi Shuiyue bit her red lips, and a sinister look flashed through her misty eyes.
But then, she didn't know what she saw, and the corners of her lips suddenly raised with a strange smile.
"Young Palace Master..." the maid reminded softly.
"Let's go too, don't keep senior brother waiting." Yi Shuiyue said softly, her sleeves flicked, and she flew away.
Four maids in snow clothes followed closely behind.
Chasing the wind and the moon all the way.
The hundred-mile journey passed by in a blink of an eye, and soon Yunluo and Jun Wuchen arrived at Guniuling.
After landing, Yun Luo raised his eyes and looked around, frowning slightly: "Is this the Guniuling you are talking about?"
"Yes." Jun Wuchen nodded slightly, and his lazy expression became a little solemn after arriving here.
He also glanced around, observing quickly while reminding Yun Luo: "It's okay outside, but after you go in, you must be extra careful, follow me closely, and don't wander around."
"I know, I'm not a child, so I still have some caution." Yun Luo waved his hand and responded casually, looking out.
The place where the two people settled was outside Guniuling.
As Jun Wuchen introduced before, the so-called Guniuling itself is a natural danger.
Its terrain is very strange and peculiar, like a tall rock mountain being split open by a sharp sword, forming a long and narrow mountain stream in the middle.
The mountain stream is deep and long. Standing outside the mountain stream, you can't see the bottom at a glance.
Judging by Yun Luo's eyesight, this mountain stream shaped like a line of sky is only four or five meters wide at its widest point, and is only more than one meter wide at its narrowest point, barely enough for one person to walk through.
Both sides of the mountain stream are smooth and moist rock walls, covered with dark moss and giving off a strong smell of moisture.
Yun Luo looked at it several times and couldn't help but frown: "This terrain is steeper than the mountain stream outside Luoshen Cliff, and it is difficult to get in and out..."
The entrance to the mountain stream is like an inverted funnel.
Wide on the outside and tight on the inside.
If this kind of terrain were used in military terms, it would be a battleground for military strategists.
The kind that one man can stand against but ten thousand men can't open.
The degree of danger can be imagined.
"So be careful." Jun Wuchen also looked at it and said in a deep voice, "In such a terrain, once a battle breaks out, there will be obstacles everywhere."
"Indeed."
Yun Luo silently agreed. Suddenly she pricked up her ears and heard the faint sound of water coming from the mountain stream.
Perhaps because of the obstruction and refraction of the rock walls on both sides, the sound of water, which originally symbolized vitality, now sounds a bit eerie and strange.
Because apart from the sound of water, there is no other sound in the mountain stream.
There are no chirping insects and birds in the wild mountains, no rustling of animals and monsters, not even the sound of wind passing by, the sound of water tinkling, and there is only an eerie silence.
"This place is really..." Yun Luo felt inexplicably the hair on his back, goosebumps, and an indescribable feeling of horror.
Before she could finish her words, several snow-colored silhouettes fell gracefully.
Yi Shuiyue and her maid also arrived.
Yun Luo suddenly remembered something, and looked at Yi Shuiyue subtly, who was dressed in pure white as snow, with a skirt that was more than one meter long, and then looked at the rugged terrain in the mountain stream.
The corner of my mouth couldn't help but twitch...
Yun Luo finally realized something was strange.
Is Yi Shuiyue serious about dragging this wedding dress-like skirt to climb a mountain?