The transcendence of the magic soldier

Chapter 39 Mist Monster Clan (Recommendation Ticket)
Having just climbed over a stretching mountain range, Nangong Wentian stood on the hillside and looked at the shocking canyon in front of him. He finally arrived.

After walking for a full fourteen days, I almost collapsed. I could have arrived one day earlier, because I encountered bandits on the road.

By the way, I went to the bandit den to rob, so I was delayed for some time.

As soon as you enter Nether Canyon, you will be attracted by the wild atmosphere in the Grand Canyon.

Many flowers are in bud, the grass is green in color, the birds are flying around in the bushes, and the fresh air makes people feel elated.

This made him feel as if, this doesn't match the word Nether.

The vastness here is several times larger than the previous Yetian Canyon on the side of the Youngor Mountains. It can be said that it was naturally formed by the two high mountains on the left and right.

"Come on, hurry up, don't waste the time."

Just when Wentian was about to go deep, a group of people came from behind, all carrying a basket on their backs, and as far as the eye could see, there were some herbs and the like.

And they didn't seem to see him when they passed by Nangong Wentian, they regarded him as air, and walked straight towards the depths of the canyon.

Could it be that these people also went to the Fog Monster Clan?

Out of curiosity, he followed, but he didn't dare to get too close.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the group of people in front stopped. At this time, two figures flew out from the depths of the canyon. Seeing this, Wentian quickly hid behind a boulder.

"Mist demon clan?!"

The figure who saw it had wings on its back, its ears were pointed like an elf's, and its skin was darker.

The two fog monsters were discussing something with the group of people, because they were too far away to hear clearly, but one of the fog monsters looked up at the boulder where he was hiding, but didn't come over.

Nangong Wentian didn't dare to catch his breath, but after waiting for a while, the group of people went in, and he came out after the two Wu Yao tribe members also left.

I thought that the entire canyon would be such a paradise-like beauty, but when I walked in, I found that it began to be desolate.

It has even reached the point where no grass grows, and there is nothing else except the bare stone walls.

"Who dares to trespass on the Mist Monster Clan!"

He was carefully observing his surroundings, but suddenly he heard a scolding voice from nowhere.

As the voice fell, three fog demons flew down from the canyon, holding a weapon like a mace.

"Excuse me, in Xia Nangong Wentian, may I ask if there is a person named Nangong Wenya in the clan?"

Nangong Wentian didn't want to conflict with them, after all he came to their territory, so he could only speak more politely.

"The daring thief actually called the saint by her name, and was arrested in the dungeon to wait for the saint to be released."

Nangong Wentian was stunned. It's also against the law to call it a fucking name? !

Before he could react, two fog demons had already stepped forward to handcuff him.

But he didn't resist, and was arrested obediently. Anyway, as long as he saw Wenya, it would be fine. Could it be that he still doesn't recognize this brother?

But she is really powerful, and she got mixed up with some saintesses of the fog monster tribe not long after she came to Tianlong Kingdom.

The two of them brutally handcuffed Nangong Wentian's hands behind his back, and then directly led him into the air into the canyon.

"Brother, has anyone else come to see Your Excellency the Holy Maiden recently?"

This time he was smart enough not to mention the name Nangong Wenya, but changed his name to Saintess. He really wanted to know if Bei Mingxue and Dongfang Tiexin had come over.

Unexpectedly, the few people flying in the air had a straight face, and no bird would bird him.

After entering the depths of the canyon, he guessed that he was completely shocked. Countless fog demons soared in the sky, and the house they lived in was actually a cave dug out of the rock wall.

Along the way, the stone walls were densely packed with caves, and he found that although there were many fog demons, they were all male and female. Out of ten people, there were at most two males and eight females.

Could it be that the yin is flourishing and the yang is declining here?

The three people in the air can land at a low place. There are relatively few fog monsters here, because there are not many caves in the surrounding stone walls.

"This person has offended Her Majesty, and will be dealt with together with those people during the sacrificial ceremony."

After capturing Nangong Wentian in front of a huge cave that looked like a prison, a mist demon began to explain the situation to the soldier in charge, and after seeing him wave his hand, he escorted him into the cave.

The light in the cave was a bit dim, and it was barely possible to see the way clearly only by relying on torches for lighting.

"Help!"

"I was wronged, I really didn't slander the saint!"

"I don't want to die...I don't want to die..."

……

There are all kinds of wailing in the cave, and their cells are also stone prisons built only with stone walls.

"Go in!"

Halfway through, the soldiers behind him pushed him directly into one of the stone prisons and closed the door.

The moment I entered, an unpleasant smell hit my nostrils instantly.

"Yo, another unlucky guy came."

The dim stone old house was covered with hay, and looking back, a man with a sloppy body and a beard that was almost longer than his hair was looking at him gloatingly.

And the stench came from him, and it was estimated that he hadn't showered for some time.

"Don't look at me like that, you will be worse than me in a while."

Seeing the man looking at him with some disgust, the man immediately laughed at himself and lay flat on the haystack.

"I have no such intentions, but I don't know that there are so many people locked up in this stone prison."

Along the way, he was also very surprised. There were at least hundreds of prisoners in this prison, but they were all human beings.

"It's just a sacrificial offering. Anyway, they will die at that time. Didn't you hear how miserable they were crying?"

The man smiled disapprovingly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"You mean these people will all die?" Nangong Wentian asked with a frown.

In his memory, his sister was very kind-hearted. Since she became the saint here, how could she harm innocent lives? There must be something wrong with it.

"Went the sky in Xianangong, I'm so sorry just now, please forgive me."

Maybe this person will know some inside information, he resisted the bad smell and walked forward to introduce himself politely.

"You juniors talk and fart, and none of them are true. Don't bother me."

Unexpectedly, the man didn't appreciate it, so he turned around and fell asleep.

Nangong Wentian got up helplessly, and could only sit cross-legged on the ground thinking about his next plan. It would not be difficult for him to break through the stone prison, but he would startle the snake if he did so.

It is necessary to find out whether this saint is his sister Nangong Wenya, or just someone with the same name and surname.

At noon, Wu Yao's soldiers came to deliver food, which was actually half a steamed bun per person, which was hard to swallow.

Seeing that there was something to eat, the man lying soundly sleeping on the haystack just got up and devoured it after a few mouthfuls.

Even without asking Nangong Wentian's opinion, he grabbed his share and stuffed it into his mouth.

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