It was different from any previous mist.

This time the fog was so thick that you couldn't even see your fingers, and you could even see them flowing quietly on the ground.

"Be careful, don't go down the well and say everything will be easy."

After hesitating for a moment, the woman took advantage of the opportunity before she disappeared and spoke softly.

call--

The fog spreads again.

The tattooed woman wearing a cheongsam disappeared, like a banshee haunting the mist.

"Ouch!!"

A terrifying roar sounded.

This time it's from the offering table.

At the moment when the mist filled the air, the illusory palm that had been ready to strike suddenly surged out and collided with the long hand.

Maybe he didn't want to watch his altar table being overturned, or maybe he felt pity for Xiaohua, the child who had given him incense.

The leaders unanimously chose to take action.

Blessed by the mist with an excessive concentration, their attack power is terrifying.

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"It's so cold."

Wang Jin sniffed and muttered softly.

The temperature in the cave is much lower than the outside world.

Even if it is summer outside, you must wear a heavy down jacket when visiting cave attractions.

Although Wang Jin was wrapped in a small black swimsuit, his exposed head still felt stabbing pains.

Unfortunately, if Xiao Hei were to give him a complete package, Wang Jin's senses would be affected to a considerable extent.

It can only be frozen first.

"It is estimated that the ancestral hall has been attacked by now."

"I remember the little fox posted a picture at first... Her relatives were all quite friendly."

After thinking about the red fox that almost set him on fire, Wang Jin shrank his neck.

"At least for her."

[Author's digression]: I've recovered, great (akimbo)

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Chapter completed!