My magic stick is going to heaven!

According to the route of the expedition team, it is to explore around the periphery of the foggy mountain. In terms of time, they can just go down the mountain before nightfall.

Wen Changlang winked at Shang Yanzhou, then pulled Wu Chu to plop him down in the snow.

"Oops! Stomach hurts!"

"What's wrong?!"

Captain Lin Chang heard the yelling and ran over quickly, looking anxious.

The corner of Shang Yanzhou's mouth twitched slightly, and he said lightly:

"It's probably a bad stomach, so how about it, you guys go first, we'll catch up later."

Just as Lin Chang wanted to say that he couldn't leave his teammates behind, he met Shang Yanzhou's calm eyes and instantly understood.

Then he turned his head and explained to his team members, and then continued to move forward according to the established route.

After the figure disappeared, Wen Changlang immediately jumped up from the snow, triumphantly: "Hahaha, my acting skills are not bad."

"Okay, don't delay, let's go."

Wu Chu urged him, turned around and walked in another direction.

Wen Changlang also withdrew his joking look, took out the compass, and injected spiritual power. According to the direction Wu Chu's little poisonous lizard and his compass pointed, it seemed that it was almost in this direction.

The further they went in, the deeper the snow accumulated, and in some places, it even exceeded their knees, and their speed couldn't help but slow down a lot.

Shang Yanzhou was holding a short gun in his hand, and he was paying attention to the movement around him as he moved forward. The whole mountain forest was very quiet, as if it was the calm before the storm, very eerie.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they arrived at the guardrail. The three of them didn't speak, but just looked at each other, then easily crossed the guardrail and continued to poke inside.

The journey was quiet, Wu Chu started looking for topics in order to enliven the atmosphere:

"Brother Wen, how many courtships do you usually have in a week on average?"

Wen Long Corridor: ...

"Your uncle's courtship! Believe it or not, I'll kick you to death!"

Shang Yanzhou's very soft muffled laugh was still heard in Wen Changlang's ears, and he was so angry that he fisted it:

"Laughing fart!"

Shang Yanzhou took his limp fist fondly, and said solemnly: "Okay. Concentrate on watching the compass and don't get distracted."

Wen Changlang snorted twice, then turned his head and stopped talking.

Wu Chu coughed in embarrassment, and then asked humbly:

"Did I pick the wrong topic?"

"you shut up!"

"Ok."

The three of them walked for a long distance, when a sudden gust of hot wind made them stop.

Wen Changlang narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously, "How can there be hot wind in this weather?"

Shang Yanzhou moved his nose and sniffed, then said:

"There is a sulfur smell, very weak."

Wu Chu also sniffed hard, then shook his head:

"No, why can't I smell it?"

"I have been exposed to these since I was a child, and I can't smell it wrong. This sulfur is the main material for making explosives. I still have explosives in my backpack."

Wen Changlang was taken aback: "Did you bring explosives?"

Shang Yanzhou nodded in response: "I keep it handy, just in case. Explosives are hard weapons and they are very effective."

Wu Chu turned his head and didn't speak anymore, since he could carry explosives with him, he sighed to himself that he couldn't compare.

Seeking the smell of sulfur, several people began to slow down and move cautiously.

There was a click, because Wu Chu stepped on a dead branch, and the originally quiet mountain forest suddenly became even quieter. After a while, there was a slight noise from around, and Shang Yanzhou was the first to react. of:

"It's a snake!"