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After leaving the solid defense line of the military fortress, Fang Ming and Kailan Hall, accompanied by the majestic figure of the red dragon Shivana, resolutely plunged into the vast mountains in the west.

Those towering mountains, layer upon layer, seem to be works of art carefully carved by nature. Each one is as tenacious as the backbone of the earth, standing on this ancient land, and has gone through vicissitudes without falling.

The sun shines, and the tops of some high mountains, the white snow flashes dazzlingly under the light, like stars inlaid on the blue sky, adding a bit of mystery and magnificence to this vast land.

Fang Ming sits steadily on Shivana's broad dragon back, his eyes are like torches, staring at the holographic map tightly held in his hand, his brows are furrowed, and he falls into deep thought.

He was full of doubts and puzzlement: "Why in this hot land, the snow on the top of the mountain has not melted, while the temperature around is constantly rising?"

This is really a puzzling phenomenon.

"Shivana, fly higher, let us see farther."

Fang Ming gave the order calmly and forcefully. Upon hearing the words, the red dragon Shivana slightly vibrated its huge wings, and its figure instantly rose, like an eagle with wings spread high, soaring in the sky, overlooking this vast land.

"Beidou, open the holographic map, I need to keep track of the situation around me at all times."

Fang Ming gave the order to Beidou on his shoulder, and saw a flash of light, and the holographic map instantly unfolded in the air, presenting the surrounding scene clearly in front of them.

As the red dragon Shivana gradually went deeper into the mountains, red dots began to emerge on the holographic map, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, gradually converging into a vast red sea.

Those red dots are the monsters hidden in the mountains. They lurk in dark corners or wander between steep peaks, ready to launch fatal attacks on passing creatures.

"It seems that the density of monsters in the west is much higher than I imagined."

Fang Ming stared at the red dots on the holographic map, with a bit of emotion and helplessness in his tone.

He shook his head and continued, "These monsters are endless. We must find their source, otherwise, there will be a steady stream of monsters coming out of the collapsed dungeons every day, becoming a huge threat to human survival."

The red dragon Shyvana soared freely in the air, shuttling between the endless mountains.

Whenever a flying monster tried to approach, Shyvana would make a majestic and shocking dragon roar. The sound was full of endless majesty and power, scaring the monsters who tried to approach away and daring not to offend them in the slightest.

"Shivana, you are indeed my right-hand man." Fang Ming patted the dragon's back gently, with admiration and gratitude in his eyes.

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After Fang Ming resolutely embarked on the journey, Zhong Xin and Marshal Sun were closely following the development of the situation in the military fortress. Zhong Xin held a piece of intelligence that had just been delivered in his hand, with a bit of worry on his face, while Marshal Sun was shocked, as if he had heard some incredible news.

"Marshal Sun, Fang Ming... he came out of confinement."

There was some uncertainty in Zhong Xin's voice, as if waiting for Marshal Sun's reaction.

Marshal Sun heard this and raised his head suddenly, his eyes like a torch: "What? He went out so soon? He is not really going to go out and catch a high-level official from the Western Buddhist country to ask?"

Zhong Xin nodded, his face solemn: "Yes, Marshal. According to the intelligence, Fang Ming does have this plan."

Marshal Sun frowned when he heard this.

He knew Fang Ming's strength, but he also knew that his mind was not mature enough and he was a little ignorant.

However, he was even more reluctant to see such a young talent fall like this.

"Alas, this kid, it's really a love-hate relationship."

Marshal Sun said to himself, with a bit of helplessness and worry in his tone.

He was silent for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he thought of something: "However, it's good to let him go out and hit the wall, so that he can understand that there are people outside people and there are heavens outside heaven. In this way, he can become more mature and stable."

Speaking of this, he turned to look at Zhong Xin, and said firmly: "Zhong Xin, you tell Song Dalei this news immediately. I hope he can quietly arrange a strong man to be Fang Ming's bodyguard, so that Fang Ming can suffer a little but not die outside."

"Ask Song Dalei to contact Fang Ming's teacher, and let the teacher directly act as Fang Ming's bodyguard!"

"If others don't have this strength, I won't worry!"

Sun Jianye said loudly.

Zhong Xin nodded in agreement immediately after hearing this, and then turned around and left to contact Song Dalei.

Marshal Sun sat there, silently praying for Fang Mingto return safely.

He knew that this operation was a huge challenge for Fang Ming, but he also believed that Fang Ming would be more stable after this setback.

Soon, Zhong Xin returned with the news: "Marshal, I have informed President Song of the situation. He promised to arrange people to protect Fang Ming."

Marshal Sun felt relieved when he heard this.

However, just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Zhong Xin immediately received a reply from Song Dalei.

"Xiao Zhong, please tell Xiao Sun that I have contacted the teacher. As long as the teacher agrees, I will send the teacher over."

"But... the teacher refused!"

Song Dalei's words came from the communication.

"What?" Marshal Sun was stunned when he heard this.

He didn't expect the teacher to refuse this request.

You know, the teacher is Fang Ming's teacher, and he should have the clearest understanding of Fang Ming's strength and safety.

"The teacher... why did he say that?" Marshal Sun's voice was a bit puzzled and puzzled.

"Master said Fang Ming doesn't need protection!"

Song Dalei heard Sun Jianye's voice and answered through the communication.

"Hang up first. Since the teacher said it's not needed, don't worry about it."

Song Dalei hung up the communication directly after he finished speaking.

"No need?"

"What does no need mean?"

Sun Jianye was puzzled.

Zhong Xin shook her head. She didn't understand it either.

"Does the master think Fang Ming can really go to the base camp of the Western Buddhist Kingdom to kidnap a high-level official, find out the conspiracy of the drought, and then get away unscathed?!"

"Or has the master left enough cards for Fang Ming?"

Sun Jianye couldn't understand or guess.

The marshal was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed: "Forget it, since the master said so, then we don't have to worry too much. Fang Ming, this kid, has his own luck."