Several people returned from the original route, only to find that the sky had already darkened, and snowflakes began to fall in the sky. Chen Xiaowu and others were warming up around the fire. When they saw a few people coming out, they quickly stepped forward to obey their orders.
Feng Qingchen raised her eyes and looked at the horizon. There was not a single star in the sky. The sky was overwhelming, and there was a vast expanse of white in front of her. It was impossible to determine the direction. It would be difficult to go down the mountain overnight.
"Let's rest in this pavilion for the night first!" An Yi whispered, feeling that there were still a dozen dry steamed buns in his luggage, but there was not enough food for so many people.
"No, we have to go down the mountain tonight!" Feng Qingchen didn't want to stay on the mountain any longer. He always felt that there was something strange about this underground palace. For An Yi's safety, he had to leave as soon as possible.
"It's hard to tell the direction here!" Leng Jiu drew a circle on the ground with a branch, and the branch turned around, as if looking for the direction.
"I have a directional talisman!" Xiaodouzi pulled out a talisman from his arms and stuck it on the branch. The branch seemed to be alive and quickly pointed in a direction.
"That's the south!" Xiaodouzi pointed to the direction of the branches.
Leng Jiu glanced around and nodded quickly: "I remember, this direction is indeed south, this is the west, the sun set from here just now."
"Come down the mountain!" Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice, reaching out and holding An Yi's little hand, and pulled her onto the horse.
This time Xiaodouzi followed Leng Jiu, Qingyu and Sun Xin followed the red robe army as before, and the group walked down the mountain.
Feng Qingchen held the reins with one hand and hugged An Yi tightly with the other. He didn't say anything, but his chest was warm.
An Yi wanted to look back at the pavilion, but Feng Qingchen held her head down: "Promise me not to come here again!"
An Yi was startled and looked up at him strangely, "Why?"
"It's too dangerous here!" Feng Qingchen said in a deep voice, "What do you think would happen if people knew that the Yin Yang Tian Family was the Divine Beast Clan from a thousand years ago?"
An Yi frowned, that was indeed a big trouble, "But why do I think things are not that simple?"
An Yi whispered: "Did Tiankui steal the tombs of his own ancestors?"
Feng Qingchen¡¯s eyes flashed and she said in a deep voice: ¡°That Tiankui is obsessed with profit. In order to practice evil skills, it¡¯s not surprising that he would do such a thing!¡±
An Yi felt that the story lacked some logic, but she couldn't tell what the problem was.
"Don't think about it, I hope we can go down the mountain as soon as possible!" Feng Qingchen whispered, stopping An Yi from thinking about it any more, "Don't sleep no matter how tired or sleepy you are, we should be able to go down the mountain before dawn."
An Yi nodded, took out half of the dry food from his luggage and stuffed it into Feng Qingchen's mouth.
Feng Qingchen resisted at first, but finally had to take it, but she felt that the cold steamed bun was particularly sweet.
"I don't want you to die yet!" An Yi rolled her eyes at him, not wanting him to think she was trying to please him, so she rolled her eyes and put the remaining half in her mouth.
Feng Qingchen curled his lips, but when he thought of the golden dragon phase on his body, his heart sank, and he slightly took half a step back to keep his distance.
As soon as Feng Qingchen retreated, An Yi felt cold, and she couldn't help but rub her back again.
Feng Qingchen looked at the dishonest woman in his arms and couldn't help lowering his voice: "Be honest, or I'll dismount you!" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com