The skeleton horse under Mai Fan can travel thousands of miles every day. The terrain in the second formation is a vast expanse of red, just like the last touch of red on the Gobi Desert before the sunset.
Mai Fan recorded his footsteps using the most mechanical counting method.
He has been running for ten days since he set off.
According to this speed, two square formations have been completed outside.
But here, where is his enemy, he has not found it yet.
All the way to the north... Isn't there a powerful skeleton born here?
hurt...a gust of wind blew by, and Mai Fan shook his head in the negative.
No, there must be some, and they are very powerful, because in this large formation, there are no longer bones buried in an ordinary field, this is simply a plain made of white bones, with a little bit of sand falling.
Yes, he walked among the bones for ten whole days.
Had he not been of the Bone Clan himself, if other races were allowed to walk on the terrain here, they would probably not be able to cover even one-tenth of his distance.
So, is there really a master here?
Just when Mai Fan felt a little strange, suddenly, there was a sound, far away in the north.
‘Lang Jun, save me...Lang Jun, where are you?'
Hum? Mai Fan suddenly remembered the agreement between him and his brother, the Bone King.
The woman who the other party said has been thinking about him and wants to be by his side is not just ahead, right?
Let's go and take a look. No matter whether you are the master of this formation or not, you must always go north.
As soon as Mai Fan left, he discovered a problem.
He passed some traces and also passed some gradually distinctive landforms.
And the woman's voice was far away and near, as if she was right in front of her, but when you rushed over, her voice also followed your approach, and then moved away again.
What is the meaning of this?
Just as Mai Fan was wondering, the skeleton horse under his crotch suddenly neighed.
The feeling that glued his senses together and forcibly lowered him suddenly disappeared.
They came out of those red irises?
Wait a minute? I didn’t encounter any monsters. How could such a terrifying place produce nothing?
But what happened next made Mai Fan unable to think about what happened behind him.
The sight before his eyes shocked him so much.
Birds are singing, flowers are fragrant, green hills are green.
The breath of nature hit his face, making Mai Fan feel like he was in a fairyland.
While Mai Fan was in a trance, a colorful butterfly flew in front of him. Mai Fan subconsciously stretched out his hand bones, and the colorful butterfly landed on his fingertips very docilely.
This is the first battle? Is it such a beautiful place?
How could such a beautiful place be called Jedi? How could a skeleton be born?
There must be monsters when something goes wrong... Mai Fan's vigilance level is constantly rising...
Soon, the voice calling him rang in his ears.
‘Lang Jun, come on, are you here to see me?’
The voice was finally no longer a mechanical call, but a conversation with a bit of joy.
Mai Fan tentatively talked to him: "Where are you? I'm here to find you."
Not for yourself...
When the voice heard the feedback, it trembled with excitement: "Woo woo woo, Lang Jun, Lang Jun, I know you will come to find me... you will never abandon me."
“I, I am under the green mountain, next to the hut where you and I met.”
“I’m waiting for you, I’m waiting for you.”
After finishing speaking, the voice seemed to be cut off and suddenly became silent.
Just as Mai Fan wanted to activate the skeleton horse, the movement under his hand stopped.
Without him, the gray dot that seemed dead in my mind actually came to life.
An excited roar resounded in Mai Fan’s head: “Ai Ji! I’m here, I’m here to find you!”
Okay, this cunning thing, no wonder it can survive for such a long time in the hands of its brother.
What will not interfere with his actions or cause him substantial harm...
This is all nonsense, but it is true that its residual thoughts are as weak as the eye of a needle.
But this noisy chatterbox has now expressed his eagerness.
“Skeleton King, you should go and let me say goodbye to my beautiful concubine! Quick, quick, quick, the farewell is over, so that I can reincarnate with her hand in hand!”
Okay, let’s go!
I'll wait until I meet the person and settle the matter over there, then I'll settle the score with you.
Mai Fan did not feel any threat from this little dot, so he put aside this little thought that had been preserved.
They began to move towards the location where the sound came from.
That is a more beautiful mountain than other places.
Among the mountains, the greenery is a bit lovely, the flowers are fragrant, and the birds are chirping. Looking at it, it is so different.
Mai Fan and the Bone King reached the same conclusion. The pleasant female voice came from the foot of the mountain.
As the saying goes, looking at the mountain and running to death, looking at the very nearby mountain, made the skeleton horse under Mai Fan run for a full hour.
During this process, if he hadn't been guided by this looming voice, he would have been lost among the layers of mountains.
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Mai Fan felt something was wrong.
I can’t say what it is specifically, it’s just awkward from head to toe.
But the obsession in his soul couldn't stand it. This voice was right in front of him. He always wanted to take a look before dying to see which beauty in his life would miss him so much.
When you step onto the Naihe Bridge, don’t look for the wrong person.
“That’s it!” Mai Fan sighed, knowing that he was no longer the same as when he was just born.
He placed the skeleton horse under his crotch and put it under a big tree at the foot of the mountain. The bones were piled into a very neat pile, waiting for its owner to return.
It is restored to its original state.
Maifan, on the other hand, did it himself and walked towards the mountain path that could only be passed by one person.
This road is really strange. It is not a mountain road going up the hillside, but like a tunnel, leading to the depths of the mountain.
Could people in ancient times also cut through mountains sideways?
What kind of workload this will be.
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Mai Fan walked very carefully, basically marking every ten steps and exploring every five steps.
Because the further you go into the middle of the mountain, the more rugged, narrow, and slippery the road becomes.
At the end, there is only a narrow road left, and I am afraid that only a skeleton can pass through it.
But the more this happens, the closer we get, the calling voice becomes more urgent than before.
This had to make Mai Fan more and more cautious. When it came time to make the final move, he stopped.
