An Zexi listened, looked at it, and replied with a smile: "Gongyu, there is Donggong Mountain."

"Donggong Mountain?"

"Exactly."

An Zexi nodded, "Donggong Mountain is shrouded in snow and white mist all year round."

"That is to say, it has always been like this?" If it has always been like this, you can't see the appearance of Donggong Mountain at all!

Moreover, that area looks very vast and covers a very large area.

"Yes."

Duanmu Ya watched and listened, and stopped talking. If hunting in a white mountain, it is indeed a dangerous thing. The sense of direction is not good. Maybe you will lose your direction in minutes and don't know where you have gone.

Knowing that the vast expanse of land was Donggong Mountain, Duanmu Yawang sat on the carriage and took a look at it from time to time.

At the hour and hour of the afternoon in Moyo, their carriage came to a halt with the large group of troops.

She asked: "Here?"

"To the Winter Palace." An Zexi said.

"The Winter Palace?" When Duanmu Yawang said, he raised the curtain and found a gate in front of him. There was a station in front of the gate. At the entrance of the gate, you could see houses from a distance.

And the place not far or near by the gate was a vast expanse of whiteness. Duanmu Yawang knew that it was Donggong Mountain.

An Zexi explained to her: "The mountains are foggy and there are too many species to live in. So we come here every year and live directly in the palace."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, and saw a stone stele on the left side of the gate. The stele was magnificently written with the words'Hermiting Palace', but there were mottled marks on these three words, and it should not be short of time.

Soon after the carriage stopped, Duanmu Yawang and others got out of the carriage and were recognized by An Zexi and other powerful and powerful guests into the palace according to the rules.

She did not see King Anding and King Lingqing, but there were three or four people from the Anding Palace following them.

An Zexi knows how to observe words and colors. He saw Duanmu Yawang's gaze shuttled around, and said for her: "Father and King Lingqing are loyal to the emperor every year and help arrange various activities, so with the sage and the princess Let's take the lead in entering the palace together."

"I see."

Duanmuya looked at it. After entering the palace, they reported the names of King Anding and King Lingqing. The tiger general in front of the door checked a notebook after hearing the words, and looked up for a while and said: "The residences of the relatives of the two princes and their guests are in the west courtyard. "

After sliding down, they sent two soldiers to them, and said: "You two will take a few masters to the courtyard."

"Yes."

The two soldiers responded and led the way to Duanmu Yawang.

Duanmu Yawang looked around as he walked, not walking fast.

After walking for a while, I suddenly heard someone calling her: "Master Gongyu!"

Duan Muya listened and looked back. It was Lao Lin, with a young man by his side and a soldier behind him. At the same time, there were two young women in strong outfits beside him.

Duanmu Ya looked at the two women with strong outfits, and found that they were familiar.

For a moment, I remembered that there was someone who followed her and was seriously injured by her poisoning. He didn't expect to be alive.

The woman seemed to be unaware of her gaze, and followed Old Lin with a low eyebrow, without even raising her head.

Lin Lao strode to catch up with Duanmu Yawang, and greeted her with a smile: "Gongyu, I didn't expect you to participate in winter hunting too."

When speaking, he did not forget to nod to An Zexi, Ling Xiaopeng and An Xiaowen.

The three of them were speechless.

"I didn't expect to meet old Lin you."

When they were fighting together in the testing battle room, Duanmu Yawang and Lin Lao were not happy, but they were elders who greeted her personally, and she respectfully bowed their hands to others.

"Princess Minnu invited him warmly, and I naturally want to save face." Old Lin said with a smile, remembering something, and then pointed to the young man next to him, and said: "This is the child Miao Qing, who is older than the son. He is three or four years old, but he is far behind him. If you go to Donggong Mountain, I hope I can give my child some advice."

"Master Gongyu." Lin Miaoqing is an ordinary-looking young man with a square face and thick eyebrows. He looks smart. Hearing this, he immediately stepped forward and bowed his hand to Duanmu Ya, "Looking up to the name for a long time."

"Young Master Lin is too acclaimed." Duanmu Yawang didn't know what Elder Lin meant by suddenly rising up, and replied: "How old are you, I should call you Brother Lin."

Old Lin smiled heartily, as if he had completely forgotten the unpleasantness that happened with Duanmu Yawang when he was in the battle room. "According to his age, Miao Qing is indeed older. Miao Qing is fairly calm. If he needs other things in life, he can always He was sent, but his strength is mediocre. After going up the mountain, he still needs the help of the son to bear more."

"Lady Lin can value me. I'm here for the first time, and I don't know anything about Donggong Mountain." Isn't Donghun hunting all hunting by herself? This old Lin just asked her to help, it was really true. direct.

Seeing that Duan Muya could not accept this, Old Lin sank, and was about to speak, An Zexi took the lead and said: "Master Gongyu, there will be a bonfire dinner later in the evening, and we will all need to attend. You have been sitting for a day. Carriage, if you are tired now, should you go back to your room and rest for a while?"

Duanmu Yawang nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

After speaking, she gave him a satisfied look and had to say that An Zexi was really smart. Knowing that she was impatient, she asked her to get out.

When the two of them sang together, how could Mr. Lin not know what it meant. Although he was unwilling, he had to smile and said, "I am really tired after sitting in the carriage for a day today. ."

Duanmu Yawang: "Old Lin walks slowly."

As a result, they were led by soldiers in different directions.

After Lao Lin and others left, Duan Mu Yawang asked indifferently, "What does Lao Lin mean just now?" She thought, Lao Lin, who had no reason, would not let her son come to please her.

"Winter hunting activities and adventurous activities can be teamed up." An Zexi said: "If I'm not wrong, Mr. Lin means you and Young Master Lin want to team up."

"Didn't it mean that everyone can only hunt three pieces, can this help?"

"What's wrong with this?" Ling Xiaopeng said impatiently: "Have you never hunted in your life? Can't you directly help out, but it can help you pay attention to the direction, help you perceive the prey, and even feel intuitive to help you choose the prey. !"

Duan Muya understood, "That's it?"

An Xiaowen listened and couldn't help but interject: "Master Gongyu, this is already very impressive. Some people get flustered as soon as they go up the mountain because of the fog, the variety of species, and the ferocious beasts. Even identifying the direction is a problem."