My demon concubine is cute

Chapter 23
"What did you say?" Rong Zheng was shocked.

"It's You Meng! It's pulling me." Yun Shu said again.

"Where is Youmeng at the moment?"

"The forest of monsters not far from the outside of the tower."

"It seems that that person has calmed down for many days, and he is about to move again!" Rong Zheng patted her on the back lightly, his thin lips outlined.

"Ashu, are you important?" Rong Zheng asked with concern.

"No problem."

"Well, you and I will go right away and see what he is going to do!" Rong Zheng helped someone up, his sharp black eyes glowed, and he glanced at Hengyue outside the window.

The Forest of the Setting Sun is known as the Tianling Mountain. When facing the setting sun, falling into the stream, it is difficult to climb the mountain, and it is difficult to go up to the blue sky. The remote west is a big country with clouds and sky. Hengduan Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles. in the world.

"Shanhe Yizhuan" once recorded that "Panlong is waiting to lie on the West Ridge, and the nineteen veins of clouds and mists in Cangshan Mountain will become Yin if they don't see the morning and sunset."

Panlong naturally refers to the forest of the setting sun, the main branch winds for tens of thousands of miles, like a huge black dragon circling the surface, fluttering its wings and lurking.Cangshan is cloudy and misty, with emerald shade hanging its head, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, so it is named the Forest of the Setting Sun.

night falls
The cold wind is dense, the bushes are dense, and the giant trees are towering.In the silent Sunset Forest, only a few jackdaws crowed. Compared with the coldness of the day, the Sunset Forest at night was even more eerie.

"Roar...roar..." The low-pitched roar of the monster beast looming in the deep cave in the dense forest in the distance seems to be looking for the delicious prey that fell in front of its claws, and is enjoying it.

Suddenly, "whoosh, whoosh..." two figures rushed through the dense grass and stopped under a huge stone.Using the faint moonlight to see clearly that the two who came were the demon masters Rong Zheng and Yun Wan from Luoxia Town.

"Ashu, where can you feel the exact location?" Rong Zheng supported the woman beside him, his pupils constricted, and he looked at the dangerous jungle lurking wantonly.

Yunshu nodded when she heard this, put her hand on her chest, closed her eyes lightly, and touched her mind lightly, her unconvincing fascination scattered to the surroundings, and the frivolous tentacles like overflowing frivolous tentacles quickly stretched into the depths of the distant dense forest, looking for the secluded place. Dreamy.

Suddenly, her brows frowned, Yun Shu felt unnaturally in her heart, opened her eyes suddenly, and said, "The smell of Youmeng has dissipated a lot, but the location should be..." Yun Shu thought for a while, and then said: "It's far away from us." The Forest of the Northwest Swamp five miles away."

"Swamp forest?" Rong Zheng was puzzled.

"The Forest of the Setting Sun is shaded all year round and it is difficult to see the sun. The inner forest itself was a lake thousands of years ago. Later, it was not exposed to light for a long time, and the surface was sticky, which formed a swamp."

Because the swamp is dangerous and the sun is out of sight, it may be isolated if you are not careful, and it is difficult to escape if you fall into the swamp. Most of the monsters go around this place, which can be said to be a barren land. The breath of Youmeng Flower?Yun Shu scratched her head, puzzled.

"Then let's proceed carefully." Rong Zheng didn't have too many worries. Hearing that You Meng was coming from there, he just kept going.

"Okay." Yun Shu followed without expressing the doubts in her heart.

The two of them held each other tightly in the faint moonlight refracted by the dense forest, and half squatted and staggered forward.

Five miles away, the swamp forest

Shrouded in darkness and cold, undulating bushes of thorns spread all over the surroundings, the surrounding trees are wild and desolate, with overgrown grass, and a pond full of methane gas lies in the middle. safety.

The cold wind blows, the waking crow screams mournfully, and flies up, leaving behind the gloom of the dense forest and the long-lasting wails, which are still sad.

At the other end of the swamp, two tall dead trees stand at the end of the lake, and the undulating shrubs also cover it. It is a natural hiding place for spectators and afar.

(End of this chapter)