"The mountains are where the gods live, so of course it's dangerous. This forest is also very dangerous. The elders in the village told us to stay away from this forest, because everyone who entered would die in it.

"The gods of Mozong don't like to be disturbed, so they arranged monsters in the forest to guard them.

"A few years ago, some Jin people came here, saying they wanted to enter the mountain. They arrested many villagers to lead the way, but none of them came back. After that, another Jin people came here one after another, and they all died inside."

"Golden man." Tian Tian Gui Huo frowned, "What year is it now?"

The farmer was dumbfounded.

Xiahou Aotian sneered and said:

"Are you asking about the year name of a mountain villager who doesn't know a word? You're fine. But since he mentioned the Jin people, it should be in the Southern Song Dynasty."

Sun Miaomiao spoke enthusiastically: "It is mentioned in the copy introduction that Mo Zong has obtained a treasure handed down from ancient times, and whoever gets this treasure will win the world. The Jinren sent troops to Mo Zong, and the purpose is self-evident."

Afterwards, they asked in detail about the legends about the forest, as well as the number and batches of Jin people who entered the forest.

After dismissing the villagers, everyone discussed in low voices.

"The golden man came three times, and the whole army was wiped out, but he may not have died in the forest, he may have died in the organ city." Tianxia Guihuo started, saying:

"We need a cannon fodder to go into the woods and step on mines to figure out the crisis inside."

As he spoke, he looked at the three star officials.

Only the God of Night Tours can do this kind of thing.

"Don't be so troublesome!" Brother Red Chicken patted his chest, "I just set fire to this forest."

Seeing that no one objected, Brother Red Chicken immediately lifted his hands up, condensing a fireball with a diameter of three meters, and the hot air blew everyone back again and again.

He rushed a few steps, struggling to throw the fireball.

"boom!"

The fireball exploded in the dense forest, rushing up dazzling flames and thick smoke, but it subsided quickly, and the fire did not burn.

"Setting fire to the mountain won't work." Zhang Yuanqing said, "If it was that simple, the Jin people would have set fire to the entire mountain."

Everyone looked calm, not surprised that the fireball could not ignite the forest.

Brother Hongji widened his eyes: "Did you all guess it?"

Xiahou Aotian sneered and said, "Isn't this obvious?"

Brother Hongji was suddenly a little unhappy, "Then why didn't you remind me?"

Because you are a fire master. Zhang Yuanqing pondered: "Practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

Only then did Brother Hongji show a smile: "Your words make people feel comfortable."

Madoka, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke in a cold voice: "Don't waste time."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately took out the Little Red Riding Hood, and shook out two corpses, one was a long-haired beauty in light white jeans and a black T-shirt, and the other was a haggard and cold middle-aged man.

The former is Princess Yinyao, and the latter is a level 4 corpse from a ghost town.

��It is worth mentioning that Princess Yinyao Xiaoman wears a fanny pack around her waist and holds a small trumpet in her hand. JrNovels.com