Ning An was surprised at first, then nodded with tears in her eyes: "Thank you, Miss Nan."
Nan Muran nodded slightly without saying anything. Originally, she asked the village chief to lead the way, so it was her duty to protect the person and bring him back.
The village chief looked at Ning An and Zhan Bei, his tone heavy: "You two should cooperate with each other to guard the village, take good care of everyone, and wait for us to come back."
"Don't worry, Dad. I will listen to Brother Zhan Bei and won't act on my own." Ning An said hurriedly.
After watching them instruct each other on everything, everyone started their journey.
The road from the village to Ghost Mountain was long, so the village chief led everyone directly to a small path in the mountain. In order to prevent the village chief from getting hurt, Nan Muran signaled Xuan Yue to stay by his side.
At first, the village chief was a little afraid of this white wolf that was almost as tall as a man. But after Xuan Yue rescued him several times, he felt relieved. The man and the wolf started walking in front, working together to lead the way for everyone.
During the process, Nan Muran clearly felt that Si Jinle on the side had used his special powers several times to try to control Xuan Yue.
In the end, all he got was a deathly stare from Xuan Yue's cold eyes: Put away your little tricks, or don't blame me for taking your life.
The moment they heard Xuan Yue's voice, Si Jinle and his companions froze in their places. Si Jinle was the most shocked. He looked at Xuan Yue in disbelief: "A level seven mutant beast."
Because in order for mutant beasts to communicate with humans, they must either reach level seven themselves or the other party must be a psychic, so it is obvious that the white wolf in front of him is a level seven mutant beast.
Qin Ying and the others behind him also changed their expressions. If this white wolf was really a level 7 mutant beast, they would have no chance of winning if the two sides fought. And the people in front of them were obviously not kind people, and they would not hesitate to kill all of them.
Nan Muran ignored the ugly looks of the group of people, looked at Xuan Yue and said: "Xuan Yue, don't worry about them, there are still important things to do."
Seeing that it was Nan Muran who spoke, Xuan Yue turned back to the village chief: Continue.
The village chief, who was no longer afraid, was only curious about how the wolf could talk. It was too magical. But seeing Xuan Yue's cold eyes, he did not dare to ask.
The rolling mountains are covered with thick layers of snow, and some of the snow at the foot of the mountain has melted, leaving a mottled appearance of black and white, so the outline can be roughly seen even in dim light.
The village chief skillfully led Xuan Yue to walk at the front of the team. Because this road was rarely traveled, the entire mountain road was completely covered by growing vegetation. If it weren't for the village chief leading the way, Nan Muran and the others would never be able to find the way.
After walking along the mountain path for more than two hours, they finally saw a glimmer of light. After that, they walked for another four hours, passing through snow-capped mountains, and finally stopped in front of a green mountain hidden among the mountains.
At this moment, a wide river appeared in front of them. The seemingly calm river was shrouded in mist. Looking around, it was so quiet that there was no sound at all. People felt that this place was inexplicably creepy and their hair stood on end.
"After crossing this river, this is Devil Cry Mountain." The village chief raised his hand and pointed at the mountain across the river, his breath slightly unstable.
The still green mountain in front of us is shrouded in mist starting from the foot of the mountain. It seems like it is not in the same season as the surrounding snow-capped mountains that are all white at a glance.
They set out before six in the morning and walked non-stop on the mountain road for six hours.
The two women, Qin Ying and Ling Rourou, in Si Jinle's team were so pale that they could not utter a word. Among the men who were traveling with them, except for Barro, Si Jinle, and Liu Da, who was a mercenary, the others were in the same condition.
Now I see the lake surface which seems calm but is actually treacherous, and I can't help feeling scared.
"Ah, can we stop and rest for a while? I can't walk any more." Qin Ying looked at Nan Muran and Xiao Bai, who were not even breathing, and felt a little annoyed. They were both girls, so how could they be so amazing? She was envious and jealous, but she really couldn't hold on any longer.
Si Jinle knew that she couldn't hold on any longer, after all, he was also tired after walking all this way. But when he saw Nan Muran and her group who were not affected at all, he couldn't help feeling depressed. Obviously, the strength of these people was much stronger than he imagined.
I don't know if Uncle San and his men have set out yet, or when they will arrive. If it's too late, even if I can find the things successfully, I won't be able to take them away from them.
But they clearly had such powerful strength, so why didn’t they just kill us?
Nan Muran naturally didn't care about their situation. She turned to look at the village chief who was obviously a little tired and said, "It's already twelve o'clock. Let's eat something and rest here, and then go into the mountain on time at half past one."
"Okay." The village chief looked at Nan Muran and nodded with a smile.
Soon the two groups sat down separately, and the village chief naturally sat with Nan Muran and his group.
Xiaolong and his companions began to look for some branches that could barely burn around them, gathered together, and finally started a bonfire.
Then they took out their own small pots from their backpacks.
"Village chief, I brought one for you too." Squirrel handed the extra small pot he had prepared early in the morning to the village chief who was taking out his own baked potatoes to fill his stomach. He also handed him two packs of instant noodles, a sausage, and two boiled eggs.
The village chief looked at the pot and the food in it and subconsciously wanted to refuse: "How can this be..."
"It's okay. There's still a long way to go. Eating well will give you energy to continue on your journey." The eagle on the side poured water into the village chief's small pot while helping him tear open the instant noodles.
The village chief felt mixed emotions as he looked at the small pot in front of him that was slowly heating up.
Because they were worried about the water in the river, they took out the water from their backpacks and started to cook noodles. Each person had two or three packs of instant noodles, a sausage, two boiled eggs, and a preserved vegetable pancake for their lunch.
The village chief also received the same food.
Soon the aroma of instant noodles began to waft by the river. Nan Muran and his group, along with the village chief, ate the hot noodles with the salty and fragrant meat patties, feeling relaxed and happy.
The compressed biscuits in the hands of Si Jinle and his group on the other side suddenly lost their flavor. The group of people in front of them were really annoying.
Qin Ying even wanted to ask them for some hot soup, but his inherent pride prevented him from doing such a thing.
After eating and drinking, Nan Muran and his group began to sit around the campfire, leaning against each other and taking a nap.
Suddenly, Ling Rourou screamed from the side: "There is a snake in the water..."
Nan Muran and his group subconsciously looked towards the water, and sure enough, there were water snakes moving around underwater. This was not surprising, except that the water snake was at the bottom, and its figure moving around so quickly was not something that should be seen under normal circumstances.
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