"Master, Jiang Qi, hurry up." Ye Zhaochong reminded from behind, then looked at Nie Renyan and swayed forward in sync.

The fog mass gradually dissipated in the entire sky. Because the speed was not fast, most places seemed to be covered with a thin layer of water vapor. In the hazy, a faint shadow flashed by, which was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye. The blink of an eye is fleeting. If you stare at it without blinking, you may find that the first half of the phantom is black and the second half is red—

It was Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan who dragged the flaming pomegranate and the master on its back, and they went straight to Kunlun.

Although the mist in the air is still in a hazy state, it will take a while to recover to its usual thick white state, but even the faintest mist can still be harmful to a certain extent. However, the masters at this time are not afraid, this way of traveling is quite beneficial to them. Nie Renyan and Ye Zhao who were in front blocked the damp mist that was blowing towards them. In addition, they were moving very fast. Their trajectory in the air was like a column, and Pomegranate and Master were just in the back half of the column. , barely touching the fog.

It's just that this kind of speed is too terrible for ordinary people like Grandmaster. Although Nie Renyan and Ye Zhao don't need to detour at all, they have been doing the shortest straight line straight to Kunlun. It can stop them, and it will not fly up, down, fast and slow like a pomegranate in order to find a safe space in the fog. But precisely because of this, the strong wind along the way was facing the master and them from the same angle, and the whole face was numb and deformed.

The folds on Grandmaster's face were flattened by the terrifying wind, and his mouth was widened. He moved his head with difficulty and hid himself behind the relatively broad shoulders of the stone. Pull it this way, little girl, it's not good to disfigure your face =_=

Stone, who is the only young man, has a deformed face, and there is a hint of tragic and solemn in his calm eyes: "………………………………"

But he is not the worst, the worst is the pomegranate that they are riding. It has always cherished its bright and gorgeous fiery red feathers and is proud of it, but now, looking at the wind's posture, it not only wants to bald its sharp beak, but also wants to bald its entire body. On their way down, apart from the phantoms left in the air, they were the red bird feathers that were fluttering down. Every time they fell, Pomegranate wanted to grab a handful of the master's hair for psychological comfort...

The Kunlun Mountains were quite a long way from their previous province and city, and it took a long time to walk in a straight line, but for Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan, it was only a few dozen minutes.

However, in this short few minutes, there are many variables that can happen. One of the most worrying and headaches for them is this terrifying fog.

This thing can be said to be the starting point of the collapse of entire cities, countries, and even the world, and perhaps, to some extent, the end point—

The fog that had not been completely dispersed in various places has now disappeared, and the whole world has fallen into a thicker and thicker white stickiness. All the special attraction of ancient plants and trees to the fog has almost disappeared. The film was guessed by everyone to be too rich in the mist of aura, and finally returned to the state it was in when it first appeared - indiscriminate attack, whatever corrupted it!

Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan continued to rush towards the Kunlun Mountains at full speed while frowning. Just now, a few strands of white mist that had become uniform again passed through the huge water polo wrapped in the outermost layer by Ye Zhao. A trace of mist passed through the black smoke wrapped in Nie Renyan, and before they paid attention, it scratched the side of Nie Renyan's face, leaving a blood mark.

"Hey—" Nie Renyan frowned, pressed his fingers to the healing blood mark on his face, and said to Ye Zhao, "Is it tiring to swim around in this fog?"

"If it knows that it's enough, it still uses us to come to Kunlun?" Ye Zhao used his fingertips to help him wipe a drop of blood from his face, then took his eyes back and continued to scan every corner carefully. So that no more fog leaks in without them noticing.

Nie Renyan "tsk": "If Bai Ze doesn't know—"

"It knows." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Zhao. He saw another wisp of fog creeping in, and it happened to pass between the two, but it didn't scratch anyone.

"Daughter-in-law, don't worship blindly." Nie Renyan grabbed Ye Zhao with his idle hand, and led him to avoid a wisp of white mist that came in from behind him. , only rubbed against the edge of the clothes. He put Ye Zhao's hand on his chest, "If you want to worship, you can only worship Lao Tzu! Can you feel it? Lao Tzu's solid chest with full chest welcomes your delivery!"

Ye Zhao: "……………………" He looked at Nie Renyan speechlessly, thinking: When will this guy become normal? "It's not blind worship, but the closer I get to Kunlun, the more... strange I feel, especially when I think of Bai Ze, I subconsciously feel that it must have—"