That night, Fengyin went to bed early to adjust himself to a perfect state.

We set out early the next morning before dawn, and we would definitely reach Wutong Mountain in one day.

Number six.

There are still four days left before the scheduled reporting time.

Feng Yin felt that he had plenty of time, and naturally he felt relaxed.

At noon——

"Going over the hill in front is Wutong Mountain."

Bu Toitian pointed to a thousand-foot mountain in front of him which was not very high and the trees and vegetation were not very lush, and he said with a sigh of relief.

Thousand feet, that is, three thousand meters.

For Bu Toitian or the current Feng Yin, it only takes a few breaths to reach the small height of the top of the mountain.

At this moment, Bu Toutian finally expressed his confidence that it was basically the same as arriving at the destination.

After a while, the two reached the top of the mountain.

Looking around, all I can see is a turquoise ocean in front of me.

Wutong Mountain.

There are almost no other trees in the entire mountain, just sycamores!

Tall, straight, upright.

"Wutong Mountain!"

"arrive!"

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Chapter completed!