Zhongnan Mountain is located in the middle of the "Dragon Vein" of China.

In summer and autumn, there are endless tourists, but except for a few travel enthusiasts and mountaineering enthusiasts, few people go deep into these mountains.

Climbers die in the mountains almost every year. In winter, deep in the Nanshan Mountains, it is a restricted area for life, and birds disappear.

in the snow.

Two figures were walking quickly on the steep ridge, as if they were walking on flat ground.

Chen Muze, who was walking in front, stopped. In front of him was a very deep ravine, which divided the continuous mountains into two.

Tang Yin came to Chen Muze's side, frowned and looked at the other side of the ravine, and said, "My master once tied iron ropes to the big trees on both sides to serve as a rope bridge to facilitate passage."

Chen Muze turned his head and glanced at the ancient pine not far away. There was indeed a rusty iron chain tied to the trunk.

He walked over and picked up the chain.

The chain was less than two meters long. One end was tied to a tree, and the other end was obviously cut off with a sharp weapon. The break was smooth.

"Someone actually cut the iron chain."

Tang Yin was surprised.

Even in summer and autumn, which are the most suitable seasons for mountaineering, it is difficult for ordinary mountaineers to reach here. Not only is there no way to go in the mountains and forests, but they may also face attacks from beasts, poisonous snakes, and poisonous insects.

"Just break it, it's nothing."

As Chen Muze spoke, he threw away the iron chain and came to the edge of the cliff.

There are cliffs hundreds of meters high on both sides of the ravine, and now it's snowing again. In Tang Yin's opinion, even if the prince's skills are incredible, he still has to take a detour.

It's his fault.

"Prince..."

"It doesn't matter, let's go from here."

Chen Muze knew what Tang Yin was going to say and interrupted Tang Yin.

Tang Yin was stunned. How could he get through the ravine, which was hundreds of meters deep and forty to fifty meters wide?

"go!"

Chen Muze grabbed Tang Yin's arm and jumped into the air.

Tang Yin's heart trembled violently.

Having high kung fu does not mean that he is not afraid of death. He felt that the prince was leading him to jump off the cliff, and if he fell, it would be more dangerous than good.

However, what happened next was something he would never forget.

Chen Muze took Tang Yin through the air, flew dozens of meters, and landed on the other side of the ravine.

Tang Yin was stunned.

Although he believed that the prince was a powerful being that transcended the realm of mortals and became saints, the fact that he was so powerful was beyond his imagination.

Chen Muze, who had taken seven or eight steps forward, turned to look at Tang Yin, who was still in a daze, and said, "Don't be stunned, lead the way."

"oh oh."

Tang Yin came back to his senses and nodded quickly.

Flying on the wind.

This is a land fairy!

Tang Yin couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time, and became more and more in awe of the young prince. He was glad that he went to Lancheng with Zhao Tong.

Otherwise, for the rest of his life, he would only think that the real peerless powerhouse was like his master.

Near noon, the wind and snow dissipated.

Tang Yin took Chen Muze into a valley.

The valley is surrounded by continuous peaks, which can be said to be isolated from the world. There is a lake in the valley, and the lake is frozen and covered with white snow.

On the north side of the lake, there are three wooden houses.

The front of the wooden house faces the lake, and the other three sides are surrounded by dense pine forests.

"good."

Chen Muze admired the silver-covered valley and felt relaxed and happy.

Who could have imagined that there is such a beautiful place in the restricted area of ​​life where birds are extinct.

China has tens of thousands of miles of vast rivers and mountains. There must be many such places, but they are difficult for ordinary people to approach.

"Master!"

Tang Yin shouted as he walked towards the wooden house.

"Stop shouting, there is no other person in the valley except you and me." Chen Muze's words surprised Tang Yin.

He approached the cabin.

It was quiet in the cabin.

He opened the door and led Chen Muze into the wooden house.

Chen Muze looked around at the simple room that resembled a main hall. The wooden tables and chairs were all homemade.

Tang Yin said: "My master lives in the room on the left. During the years I was here, I lived in the room on the right."

When Chen Muze saw the note on the table, he walked over and took a closer look.

Tang Yin followed Chen Muze to the table.

Chen Muze stared at the note and said, "Your master left here three months ago, and it seems he hasn't come back yet."

"Every time my master goes out, he leaves a note indicating the time he left. This time, he will most likely go looking for that village again."

Tang Yin was not surprised after reading what was written on the note.

"Your master is very persistent."

Chen Muze said casually.

"My master also wants to make further progress, break through the shackles, and enter the extraordinary realm. If he sees the prince, he will definitely cry with joy."

Tang Yin knew very well why his master was so persistent. There was another point that he did not say out loud. For a centenarian, prolonging his life was also very important.

No matter how strong a martial artist is, he cannot escape the constraints of the laws of nature and cannot resist the butchering knife of time.

"Then let's wait here for a few days."

Chen Muze also wanted to meet Master Tang Yin.

Master Tang Yin's adventure also aroused his curiosity.

Maybe he could find a village where Master Tang Yin couldn't find him. If he couldn't see Master Tang Yin, he should just go out and relax.

Three days passed quickly.

Chen Muze did not wait for Master Tang Yin.

Tang Yin felt a little disappointed and couldn't help but worry about his master.

early morning.

sunny.

Chen Muche and Tang Yin walked out of the wooden house one after another.

Tang Yin closed the door.

"No one can have everything going their way, let's go." Chen Muze glanced at Tang Yin, who looked slightly regretful, and stepped forward.

He has been thinking a lot these days.

He left home at the age of ten and worked outside for two years. After temporarily stabilizing his situation, it was time for him to go home to spend time with his mother and relatives.

Tang Yin nodded in agreement.

The two left the valley.

………………

The Spring Festival is over.

Chen Muze, who has been with his family for more than a month, walked out of Jiangcheng High-speed Railway Station.

Liu Tong is not here.

He also had to visit Liu Tong's parents.

In his heart, no matter whether Liu Tong can be resurrected in the future, she is his only wife in this life.

It had just passed the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and the square in front of the station was filled with people. Some came to visit relatives and friends, and some went out to work.

The Spring Festival, for most people, is just a few days of rest. Being busy and running for life is the main theme of life.

Chen Muze walked through the station square and took a taxi to the restaurant run by Liu Tong's parents.

As he expected, the restaurant was open as usual.

In a small city like Jiangcheng, restaurants are often the most popular during Spring Festival and Lantern Festival.

Most restaurants will not miss this opportunity to make money.

On the first floor of the hotel, Li Caifeng, who was standing behind the cashier to settle accounts, heard the door ring and subconsciously raised her head to see Chen Muze walking in.

She was stunned for a moment, then felt sad.

"Auntie, happy New Year."

Chen Muze forced a smile.

"Okay, okay, Xiao...Xiao Chen, sit down quickly." Li Caifeng came back to her senses and hurriedly greeted Chen Muze, not hating Chen Muze.

She hates those despicable and dirty M country people.

While greeting Chen Muze, she shouted to the kitchen: "Old Liu, Xiao Chen is here!"

Liu Qiang walked out of the kitchen, wiped his wet hands with his apron, and said with a smile: "Why didn't you tell us in advance when we were going back to Jiangcheng? Your aunt and I didn't have any preparations."

"I know you are busy, but I'm afraid it will affect you." Chen Muze saw that Liu Tong's parents not only did not hate him, but also regarded him as a relative. He was moved and blamed himself.

"Let's not open the business tonight and treat Xiao Chen properly."

"Row."

Li Caifeng happily agreed to her husband.

"Uncle, aunt, how can this be done?" Chen Muze was embarrassed.

"There is no end to making money. Your aunt and I have only been making money these years, but not much..." Liu Qiang's eyes turned red when he thought of his daughter.

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