Bai Yunsheng stretched out comfortably, yawned and got up from the bed.
"Squeak."
The door opened slightly, and Mu Xiaomin came over with a smile and a bowl of morning soup, and said softly: "You are finally awake. You and that girl Xiaochen were very drunk last night."
Bai Yunsheng's face turned red and he said awkwardly:
"I didn't expect that the wine in Jiangzhou is stronger than the weather, otherwise I could drink a few more bottles!"
Mu Xiaomin put down the soup bowl, shook his head helplessly, and said: "This is the medicinal soup I prepared for you. It is good for sobering up."
Bai Yunsheng immediately sat down, picked up the bowl and took a big sip. The soup warmed his heart and soothed his throat. It was many times better than the Tusu wine which had a fiery nature.
While drinking, he asked: "Sister Savage, is she okay?"
"You kid still knows how to greet me!"
"puff!"
Bai Yunsheng spit out a mouthful of soup before he could swallow it. Murong Chen's voice came from outside the door, and then two figures, one yellow and one black, walked into Bai Yunsheng's room.
Bai Yunsheng pretended to be calm and drank the medicinal soup sent by Mu Xiaomin. While drinking, he said: "Sister Savage, it's not my fault. You insisted on drinking with me last night, and I didn't invite you."
Murong Chen was also at a loss for words. Xiang Wujian had just told her that she and Bai Yun had been drinking like crazy last night and they couldn't stop them.
Miss Murong, who had never drank before, looked like a chivalrous woman. After drinking too much, she remembered the fire at Moon Hill and cried so miserably that she was so drunk that she had no strength to cry anymore, so she was willing to fall asleep.
.
Murong Chen said with a fierce look on his face: "If I say drink, just drink with me? Don't you know that this girl never drinks alcohol?"
Bai Yunsheng was speechless, and Murong Chen pursued the victory and said, "I heard that your boy held Xiao Min's hand last night and talked nonsense all night? Is it true?"
"Ahem!"
Bai Yunsheng quickly touched his forehead with his hand and covered his eyes, indicating that he was still drunk.
Mu Xiaomin, who was standing next to him, kept looking at Bai Yunsheng. Listening to Murong Chen's words, a wisp of red clouds flew over his fair cheeks, and a dull smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Okay, Xiaochen, that's it for now. Come with me."
Xiang Wujian stopped the war of words in time, and after speaking, he led Bai Yunsheng and the others out of the room.
The four of them came to Tianzi Room No. 1, and there was a gray and white paper scroll on the desk.
Xiang Wujian said to the other three people:
"This is a map of Lihuobu Continent, which records all the locations discovered so far. We will bypass the Flame Mountain Ridge from the east, go to Dongzhou, pass through the Tuoyan Mountains, and then reach Yinma Mountain. Please note the route, we
Depart in the afternoon.”
Both girls had a photographic memory and could memorize the route after just one glance. Only Bai Yunsheng looked at the map carefully, not missing any mountain or river.
Two hours later.
It is the hottest time of the day in Jiangzhou City.
There were not many people in the streets and alleys, so Bai Yunsheng and the other four flew directly out of the city wall.
But not long after they left the city, five more people walked out of Rugui Inn. The leader was an old man dressed in purple and carrying a white sword. He glanced coldly at Yulong Street and led the people towards the south gate.
Not long after Bai Yunsheng and the others left the city, they were about to enter the mountain when they suddenly ran into a group of people after walking a few steps.
At first glance, Bai Yunsheng's face immediately dropped, and he stared at the six practitioners who appeared in front of him with a pair of blue eyes, with murderous intent hidden.
"Don't be impulsive." Xiang Wujian immediately sent a message.
Bai Yunsheng nodded slightly, knowing that he could not reveal his identity yet.
Mu Xiaomin immediately flew to Bai Yunsheng with an ancient green jade staff, for fear that his longevity sword would be unsheathed accidentally.
Murong Chen came to Xiang Wujian's side. Her expression was not much better, but the veil covered most of her face.
The young man in red clothes leading the opposite side had red hair and carried a long knife on his back. He took the lead in greeting them and said in a stiff tone:
"Where are the four friends from?"
This appearance and this broadsword are none other than Bai Yunsheng's "old acquaintance", Sima Polu.
Bai Yunsheng squinted his eyes and asked indifferently: "Where are you from?"
Behind Sima Polu, a strong man in blue shirt pointed at Bai Yunsheng and shouted:
"Are you blind? You don't even recognize the young master of Basho Cave!"
"Fire Feather!"
Sima Polu stopped the voice behind him. He was no longer the stupid young man from Tianyi Academy. He could see that the cultivation level of the four people in front of him was only higher than his own, and their temperament was definitely not good.
And he always felt that these four people all had a sense of deja vu, especially Bai Yunsheng's cold and sharp eyes.
Sima Polu leaned forward slightly, showed an ugly smile, and continued to ask:
"Sima Polu, I wonder if you have met any of them before?"
Murong Chen became angry and sneered: "You are such an interesting person. I don't know him, but I want to ask if we have met him before."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the air suddenly darkened.
Sima Polu's face tightened, and the disciples in Bajiao Cave had angry expressions on their faces.
On this side, except Mu Xiaomin who looked nervously at Bai Yunsheng, Xiang Wujian and Murong Chen both had indifferent expressions.
The enemies were extremely jealous when they saw each other, and the murderous aura in Bai Yunsheng's eyes had condensed into cold smoke, making people feel that the surrounding air suddenly became a bit cooler.
The two sides were in a stalemate in the air for a long time, and Sima Polu finally chose to retreat. He slightly cupped his hands and said: "It seems that we are meeting for the first time, so excuse me for disturbing you."
After saying that, Sima Polu and his five younger brothers passed by the four people. After their figures were blurred, Bai Yunsheng stopped showing his murderous intent.
When a few people walked away, Murong Chen said in annoyance: "It's so unlucky that I met my big enemy as soon as I went out."
Bai Yunsheng kept watching Sima Polu and the others disappear, and said calmly: "Don't worry, their lives will be mine sooner or later."
Xiang Wujian said cautiously: "Not far ahead is the eastern edge of Flame Ridge, don't be careless."
The days are getting hotter and hotter.
After walking for half a day, the four of them had left the boundaries of Jiangzhou.
The air was gradually dyed with a layer of light red, the clouds disappeared, the number of people on the ground gradually became less and less, and bare rocks with no vegetation began to appear.
Thirty to forty miles ahead, a floating crimson appeared in Bai Yunsheng's sight, steaming hundreds of feet of sky into illusion and confusion.
"That's Flame Ridge?"
As Murong Chen spoke, sweat dripped from his forehead.
The sultry air around me condenses into air currents visible to the naked eye and steams upward.
Xiang Wujian nodded and affirmed: "Yes, we are almost there."
Dongzhou.
A city in the southernmost part of Fluorescent Country.
Further south, there is a magma field of three thousand miles. The sea of fire flows across it, and not a single blade of grass grows. Seventy-four active volcanoes and twenty-three extinct volcanoes are connected together to form the powerful and powerful mountain range.
The people in Dongzhou City dress very coolly, with men wearing three layers of clothing and women wearing five layers of clothing. Their exposed skin shines like pieces of perfectly roasted beef, neither cooked nor raw.
The sun is not low and the wind is not stuffy, but it is hot.
This is a kind of heat that steams out from the ground. It's like having a stove tied under your feet. Wherever you go, the stove follows you.
This is the real southern country, and it usually takes some time for new arrivals to adapt.
But obviously Bai Yunsheng didn't have time to adapt.