Chapter 82

His Highness the prince has a noble status and is indifferent. He has never heard of or seen him. Who does he talk to and offer to help others!

It's weird, it's abnormal!

All the flower crazies look at the emperor Fuyao with greedy eyes. The sharp eyes seem to poke her into a beehive, full of envy and hatred.

"Wait a minute, that woman looks so strange. It seems that she has heard about it somewhere!" Questions have been raised.

"It's said in the capital these days that there's a new herbalist, dressed in a black robe and a blood face, who saved the empress. It's like her name is Yaoqing!"

"It's the bloody face demon!"

"Yes, yes! It's the blood face demon Qing who defeated master Shengxu. She's so powerful! "

After recognizing that emperor Fuyao is the blood faced demon Qing who has recently moved the capital, people's eyes are a little more awed.

In front of the door, many more people gathered around. Emperor Fuyao frowned slightly. She didn't like too busy places. She was noisy and irritable.

He said to Nangong Changqing with a faint smile, "thank you. I can solve this problem myself."

A word is like a stone stirring a thousand waves.

The flower maniac is a little angry. His royal highness takes the initiative to help you, but you don't know what's good and what's bad, and you refuse!

The flower maniacs want to turn into the messenger of justice to punish the evil Qing who is impolite to his highness!

However, Nangong Changqing didn't care about her refusal at all. She also gave a cool smile. "If you have any need, you can go to our palace at any time. You're welcome."

With the crowd watching, Emperor Fuyao was no longer in the mood to continue to see the weapons. He simply walked out of the weapons shop and walked slowly to the gate of the city.

Strangely, Nangong Changqing also followed her.

"The prince is going out of town?" Emperor Fuyao asked curiously.

Nangong Changqing gave a clear cough. She was a little embarrassed and pretended to be upright. She said, "I want to go to Wushan."

"Fog mountain?" Emperor Fuyao is thoughtful.

Wushan is the largest mountain on the outskirts of nanxuan City, where medium star Warcraft is rampant and rich in all kinds of herbs. However, the mountain is surrounded by fog and haze all day long.

She hasn't explored the dangerous mountains yet.

"Prince, do you mind if I go with you alone?" Emperor fuliao looked at him with a smile.

That pair of bright good-looking silver eyes are full of smile and interest.

Nangong Changqing was a little stunned, then raised his lips and nodded: "I don't mind."

He had wanted to go to the bamboo forest to see if there was any hidden danger. Just then she asked, he was confused and gave a reason.

I didn't expect that she was right in the middle of Yaoqing's interest.

They talked all the way, mostly because Nangong Changqing was telling her all kinds of things to pay attention to when going to Wushan.

Emperor Fuyao also listened attentively to him and secretly wrote down the main points.

Wushan is full of dangers. The mountain peaks are steep and difficult to walk. There are many shrubs and thorns in the forest. Most of them are poisonous vegetation and can't be touched.

They soon came to the foot of Wushan mountain. The shortcut to the mountain was only a long winding path.

Nangong Changqing came to Wushan for several exercises when he was young. He knew a lot about Wushan. He said with a smile, "this road can lead to Wushan, but when you get there, you have to open up a new road by yourself."

Emperor Fuyao nodded.

He thought about it, and then he gave her a crystal clear ice sword.

The blade is sharp, which is condensed by his ice force. As long as the aura does not disperse, the ice sword will not melt.

"Take the defense."

"Thank you very much."

Emperor Fuyao is not ambiguous, he took the ice sword.

The path up the mountain only allows one person at the beginning, Nangong Changqing in the front, Emperor Fuyao in the back, and two people walk along the path to Wushan.

There are sharp and poisonous thorns on both sides of the path. Emperor Fuyao walked carefully and observed the surrounding environment as he walked.

Fog mountain is shrouded in fog all the year round, and the eyes can't shine in at all. The moist smell is full of the smell of corruption of vegetation, which can be described as a desolate scene.

"Prince, I don't know why you come to Wushan?" Emperor Fuyao asked curiously.

Nangong changqingjun's face turned red. After a while, he didn't say why he came. "I'm here to look for... To look for something..."

"Ha, it doesn't matter if you can't think of it. This time, you'll be with me." Emperor Fuyao slapped him on the shoulder in a funny way.

Such a big behavior makes Nangong Changqing stunned.

He is so big that no one has ever patted him on the shoulder like this.

However, this kind of feeling does not let him reject, but from the heart to accept.

The ancient trees in Wushan block out the sun. The smallest one needs to be surrounded by three people.

The deeper you go, the more dense the fog will be. There are huge ancient trees everywhere, crisscrossing each other. The road becomes narrower and narrower. There is almost no way to go and no place to go.

During this period, they met many low star Warcraft mice and Warcraft rabbits.

They both chose to ignore it. After all, it's a waste of time to deal with such a low star.

I don't know if it's the reason for my good luck. After two hours, I didn't even see the star Warcraft.

Emperor Fuyao couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"Wushan's Warcraft is haunted. Generally, it will appear more in the evening." Nangong Changqing explained with a faint smile, "compared with Wushan, twilight mountain is more dangerous. There are countless high-star Warcraft running rampant, and dangers can be seen everywhere."

As soon as emperor Fu Yao's eyes brightened, his heart suddenly yearned for the twilight mountains.

She prefers adventure to a life of ease.

Twilight mountains, she must!

"No harvest today, only next time." Emperor Fuyao said with a smile, "let's go down the mountain first. After walking for so long, I'm hungry."

Nangong Changqing nodded, "OK."

When they turned around and walked back along the way they came, Emperor Fuyao suddenly felt that the air around him had dropped a lot, which made him feel chilly.

"Prince, I feel something is wrong."

Nangong Changqing looked back and asked, "what's wrong?"

"Cold!" Emperor Fuyao frowned and looked around with alert eyes.

"Are you too sensitive?" Nangong Changqing felt for a while, but didn't feel anything wrong.

Emperor Fu shook his brow, but it was more and more wrinkled, and the chill, which was as cold as bone marrow, was severe.

All of a sudden!

Her eyes were frozen, and she pointed at him inconceivably, "lying trough, it's you smoking!"

"Smoking?" Nangong Changqing looked down and swept himself, and saw bursts of ice gas coming out of his body.

The ice is so powerful that the vegetation within five meters around is frozen.

Emperor Fuyao was surprised. "Don't you feel cold?"

It was colder than what had been in his palace before.

Nangong Changqing Jun's face was dignified for a moment. He didn't attack early or late. At this time, Bingli leaked out!

"No matter how much, it's getting dark. Let's go out first." He is no longer nonsense, a pull her hand, on the run up in a hurry.

Emperor Fuyao felt that the temperature of his palm was dropping sharply, as if he had grasped a piece of ice jade.

"Prince, stop first!"