On August 19, one of the Seven Heroes, a strong man who completed the first-class mission.

In Yuelou, Risheng's strength is almost uneven. There are powerful masters who can accept Class A tasks, and there are also weak ordinary monks who can only accept Class E missions.

In the August Building, Zhuo Bufan's strength is considered to be below average.

It's no wonder that he is naturally not at the same level as these people who have started cultivating since they started cultivating in their mother's womb.

Zhuo Bufan didn't have a good impression of this red-haired man who called him Xiao Chu Ba, and there was a smug show off in his tone.

After the two said hello, they didn't talk in depth.

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After the meeting, Zhuo Bufan and the three of them began to unite to discuss how to spend this end-of-season assessment.

This end-of-season assessment is not only the assessment of the August Building, but the assessment of the entire Autumn Hall.

That is, there is also the July Building, which is attended by people from the September Building.

This assessment is not a battle, just a test of survival.

However, since it is a test of survival, then that Wumei Mountain is obviously not an ordinary place for sightseeing.

"I heard that Wumei Mountain was a mountain sect a thousand years ago, called the Zhemei Mountain School. Later, the mountain sect suddenly disappeared overnight, and since then, a mysterious mist often rises in Wumei Mountain. ”

"This kind of fog will make people have serious hallucinations, and the higher the cultivation, the more powerful the hallucinations will become, and even the powerhouses who have cultivated to the second stage dare not enter at will. Therefore, it has become a forbidden place for many monks. ”

Broken Xinghe knows a lot, after all, he came from the Great Gate Sect Xingchen Mountain.

For immortal cultivators, it is not difficult to survive in the deep mountains and old forests at all. However, the place where they have to live now is a forbidden area full of dangers.

"I propose, after entering Wumei Mountain, the three of us should act together! After all, it is really not easy for that ghost place to survive for ten days. ”

Zhuo Bufan, Broken Galaxy, Twelve, and three people formed a team in the August Building.

"I agree, I didn't go to last year's appraisal meeting. I want to try it this year. ”

Today's twelve are no longer as timid as before. Maybe it was after the incident in the third year of junior high school that he grew a lot.

"Well, the purpose of this assessment is to survive for ten days, what do you have in mind?"

Zhuo Bufan asked.

After hearing this, Broken Xinghe said: "I propose that after arriving at Wumei Mountain, I will dig a pit and bury myself." It will come out in 10 days. ”

Zhuo Bufan looked at Broken Xinghe, his expression was quite serious. He said these words with a very deliberate expression, which were completely mindless.

"Dig a pit and bury yourself, I'm afraid you won't wake up for a long time. ”

Zhuo Bufan was too lazy to complain, he made a slightly constructive suggestion.

"This survival test in Wumei Mountain, obviously our biggest difficulty is the fog you just mentioned. ”

"The fog creates hallucinations, and if you stand still, you're sitting still. We don't yet know the danger of the mist. So the purpose of survival is to stay away from those fogs as much as possible. ”

"The fog goes low, so we should climb as far as we can to the high mountains. As long as you don't touch the fog, ten days will be fleeting. ”

Zhuo Bufan analyzed seriously, and after listening to the twelve, he nodded again and again, thinking about it compared with Broken Xinghe's words that seemed to have not been thought out of his brain, he felt that Zhuo Bufan was very reasonable.

"Well, I agree with the plan of the eighth year of junior high school. ”

"Cut, my method is so good, if you bury it in the ground, the fog can't run underground!"

Broken Galaxy is still struggling with self-buried things. As a result, this time Zhuo Bufan directly ignored him.

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The Katsura boat floated on the sea all night.

Early the next morning, the bright sunlight cast from the sky onto the blue mirror of the sea, reflecting the dazzling light of the waves.

"It's time to arrive, we've arrived at Wumei Mountain. ”

On the deck of the Katsura ship, there are "Risheng". Everyone got up early in the morning and ran to the deck to meet the rising sun.

Not far in front of the Katsura boat, a bay of land appeared in front of them.

The whole bay, as far as the eye can see, is all pink. Like a beautiful girl in a long pink dress, sleeping on the shore.

It looks delicate and charming. Under the light of the morning sun, Wumei Mountain began to slowly wake up.

And Zhuo Bufan and them, like guests who came from afar, woke up the sleeping girl. For a time, in the mountains and forests, a flock of birds flew away.

It's like......

Under the clouds, a beautiful woman slept.

The red mountain is powdered, and the blue waves are covered with jade.

Wake up to welcome guests, delicate and unfocused.

Half-looking Shu smiled, and a smile poured people's souls.

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After Zhuo Bufan saw Wumei Mountain, he realized that there is really a fairyland in this world.

Wumei Mountain, as a seaside mountain. Looking down from the sky, it looks like a plum blossom petal in full bloom.

The surrounding green hills, like patches of verdant leaves, surround Wumei Mountain.

This pink and white, delicate plum blossom is simply a magical gift from nature.

The sea breeze blows into the bay, is blocked by the bay, and then blows back. In the air, the bursts of fragrance exude a fragrance that makes people linger and feel relaxed.

In particular, the plum blossom petals in the sky, blowing in the wind, make people feel like they are in a fairyland.

"The plum blossoms of Wumei Mountain are open in all seasons, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, you can see the plum blossoms falling here like a fairyland. It's beautiful!"

Sister Mo Qiu, who was not far away, smiled slightly.

"So what? The so-called fairyland is nothing more than a display of one's appearance to attract brainless prey hunters. They are like poisonous snakes with their mouths open, waiting for their prey to come to their doors. ”

Regarding Sister Mo Qiu's words, Sister Su Hong on the side had her own explanation.

"It's really unlovely Su Hong, this September's red plum deserves a red letter from you!" Sister Mo Qiu said with a pout.

"My red is a blood-red red!"

Sister Su Hong's answer made Zhuo Bufan, who was eavesdropping on the side, feel cold, she was really a cold beautiful sister.

"Eighth junior brother, do you think Sister Mo Qiu is right, or Sister Su Hong is right?"

Mo Qiu seemed to notice that Zhuo Bufan was secretly listening to her conversation with Su Hong, so he asked.

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he looked at Sister Mo Qiu with a smile on her face, there must be other expressions under that smiling face.

Then she looked at another cold goddess Su Hong, Su Hong just glanced at him, with disdain in her eyes, just like the contempt of the king.

"The so-called, flowers are not 100 days red. No matter how beautiful the scene is, it should also come to an end! Whether it is a poisonous scorpion or a beauty, after the curtain call, it will eventually show its original form. ”

Zhuo Bufan's answer made Mo Qiu stunned.

Mo Qiu smiled at first, then looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Hua Wu Bairi Hong, little brother, you really dare to say it!"

Zhuo Bufan suddenly realized that he seemed to have touched someone's taboo, and he looked at Sister Su Hong on the side.

He hurriedly explained: "I know, Sister Su Hong's red is the red of blood red!"

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