Due to the weather and terrain, this tracking trip took far more time than the initial expectations.

It took the two of them five days to get out of the rotten grass wasteland and enter the range of the Montenegro. After that, according to the intuition, An Wen led Count Tina to the west along the forest at the foot of the Montenegro.

After crossing the estuary of the two rivers where the rapids and the Ice Spring River meet, follow the narrow long beach between the Montenegro Mountains and the river channel to the Howling Stone Forest, then go northwest to go deep into the Montenegro Mountains along the nameless rift valley until you reach the Broken Peak Forest in the inner circle of the Montenegro Mountains.

The entire tracking itinerary took half a month, and the second half was wandering around the Black Mountains, especially after stepping into the Broken Peak Forest, caves, stone peaks, pits, broad-leaved forests and vines everywhere. Various complex terrain were mixed together, which caused some trouble for An Wen's tracking, but fortunately everything was over.

To the west of the Broken Peak Forest, on a slender stone peak near the edge, Anwen and Tina stood side by side in the wet mountain wind, looking down at an inverted valley forest below the stone peak.

The valley is half-moon-shaped and is about 150 feet deep into the ground. The valley is covered with black palm maples unique to the Black Mountains and the accompanying suriculents. The two plants occupy 80% of the space in the valley. There is only a small piece of flat land on the left side of the center of the valley. The target An Wen tracked, the caravan named Blood Jing, is now parked on this small open space to camp and repair.

"Tina, what are you going to do? I see they seem to be waiting for something."

An Wen stood at the edge of the stone peak, holding the slippery rock wall covered with moss, turned to look at Earl Tina beside him and said.

"Is this still necessary? We have been in this haunted mountain range for a week. Is it just to kill a few minions? We certainly need a little patience to find the mouse hole and the big rat hidden inside."

Earl Tina reached out and put his red hair, which was blown by the mountain wind, turned his head and glanced at An Wen. As his soft eyes flowed, all kinds of charm arose.

If it is an ordinary person, just this look is enough to capture his soul.

However, after half a month of time and night, Anwen has already gained strong immunity to the charm and temptation that Earl Tina intentionally or unintentionally exuded, and can basically turn a blind eye.

Earl Tina's charming eyes were obviously thrown to the blind man. An Wen didn't even have any changes in his eyes. Anyway, he just thought that Earl Tina's daily temptation was because of his eyes cramps.

"Damn it! An Wen, you guy, are you really only twenty years old this year? Why are you impulsive like those 500-year-old guys? Could it be...you can't do it at a young age?"

Another failure of temptation, the female charm was completely ignored by An Wen, and Count Tina's self-esteem was greatly hurt. She stretched out her hand in a frustration, grabbed An Wen's collar and pulled it gently.

An Wen leaned forward unexpectedly, and a handsome face pressed against Earl Tina's eyes. He breathed and heard each other, and the distance between his lips was at most two fingers.

"Huh? Tina, can't you finally stand my handsome face and are you going to use force on me? Come on, I won't resist."

An Wen's mouth curled slightly, and a playful smile appeared, looking at the disobedient Earl Tina with a smile on his face.

"Haha... you think beautifully. I am the youngest and most beautiful lantern count in Qianta City. The person who pursues me can fill a city. Will I use force to you, a narcissistic guy? Don't joke."

Even if she suddenly attacked, she didn't see any panic in An Wen's eyes. Earl Tina couldn't hide her disappointment. She let go of her hand in angrily, watching An Wen stand up straight, and tidy up her collar that was messed up by her.

"That (bitch) Yulin Deer!!!"

Earl Tina stared at An Wen for a while, and suddenly a curse broke out from her mouth. She turned around and looked down at the valley below, no longer looking at An Wen.

An Wen seemed to have not heard the curse of Count Tina. He smiled slightly, stepped forward a few steps and stood side by side with Count Tina, looking at the Blood Brave Caravan below.

I don’t know why, most of the relationships between female lantern counts are not very good. They always like to be petty and compare with each other in various strange places. Although they laugh at each other on the surface, they seem to have a good relationship, but in private they are both disgusted with each other, and the relationship is a mess.

Even the power of time is difficult to eliminate the contradiction between female counts.

It is difficult for male lantern counts like Anwen to understand the way of thinking of female lantern counts. Fortunately, there are relatively few female lantern counts, which cannot affect the harmonious relationship between lantern counts.

"An Wen! Do you men really care about this kind of thing? Do you know what I'm talking about..."

The stone peak was quiet for a while, and he looked at the Earl of Tina in the valley below and suddenly asked.

"If you want to care, this may vary from person to person. If you just play emotional games, I think most male colleagues won't care, but if they are mothers of descendants, most male colleagues will consider it."

"But intuition can't deceive people. We women treat every relationship seriously, and you men should also know it..."

Earl Tina seemed to have experienced some sad things in this matter, and her emotions seemed a little excited.

"This is the most terrifying thing. Think about it from the perspective of others. Do you dare to live with a male count who has truly loved dozens or hundreds of colleagues? With the same principle, female counts with too rich emotional experience are not suitable to be a mother of children..."

An Wen's words completely killed the topic. Earl Tina remained silent and did not say a word to An Wen for the whole afternoon. It was not until the evening that it slowly returned to normal.

In the next time, Count Tina took out the standard mode of cohabiting his colleagues, no longer gave him a glimpse of his body and tempted him with his figure. This made An Wen breathe a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed.

The two hid on the stone peak and stayed for nearly a week. During this period, two caravans came one after another with the Blood Jing caravan.

Three caravans were hunting, having banquets all day, and were drunk.

Seeing this, Anwen and Count Tina became more and more careful. In order to avoid being hunted caravan members discovering clues, Count Tina even took great pains to move the puppet mounts placed under the stone peak to a crack in the middle of the stone peak.

It was not until the early morning of the first day of the late spring moon that the three caravans in the valley had sorted out everything and stood respectfully in the center of the ground waiting for something.
Chapter completed!