Chapter 124 White Fog 3

(Today, we still write a ten thousand-word chapter. I also save trouble, and you also save trouble, don't you?)

Women's hearts can't see through, because the flesh on the chest is too thick. - Zhang Deshuai's Quotations (from Weibo)

Sun, August 07, 2011

When the voice in the crowd slowly stopped, I first stood still, and then shuttled around in it like crazy.

I can even clearly watch those people grasping their throats, their faces red due to lack of oxygen, and their mouths making silky sounds...

I can't look at them any more, as if I will suffocate again. Close your eyes, but the long silk is endless. However, some silky sounds stopped halfway. As soon as it stops, there will be no more sound.

When the sound could no longer be heard, I turned around and looked at the calm little guy.

The little guy saw me looking at him and looked at me. We looked at each other like this. Look at it silently. No one speaks, and there is a feeling of "suffocated".

After a long time, I felt a little calmer. I just asked the little guy, "Why did you show me these? What does this have to do with the white fog you just mentioned?

The little guy didn't answer me, but turned around and began to walk back. As he left, the originally clear surroundings began to rise again with fog.

The white fog that had subsided on both sides just now began to close to the middle again.

"Don't go, haven't you answered me yet?" Looking at the little guy leaving, I asked eagerly. While asking, he caught up with him.

However, just as my hand was about to touch the little guy, he was swallowed up by the fog. In front of me, it returned to the cheese-like fog just now. I can't see everything, and I can hardly see my fingers.

Now, driven by the little guy, I have completely lost my direction. Even the preparations I made at the beginning have completely lost their effect.

I shouted, and I hope to get a response from Uncle and Mr. Cao. As a result, as soon as my voice came out of my mouth, it hit the fog head-on. In the fog, my voice seemed extremely weak, and only a little far away, I could no longer walk softly.

I stood still and fell into isolation again. This time, add a little other thing, that is, I don't know what the little guy meant by asking me to see the scene just now?

I stayed where I was and began to think about the intention of the little guy to show me the scene for a while. However, in the end, I still didn't understand. Now that I don't understand it, I have to give up for the time being.

I still put the primary goal back to looking for Uncle and Old Cao.

Look at the time, it's already 1:30 a.m. That is to say, it has been almost an hour since I entered this fog. That is to say, after this hour, I returned to the starting point.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel depressed. At the same time, I was worried that I might not be able to get out of this white fog. I'm even worried that if I can't get out of this white fog, I won't be able to go to work on time tomorrow. If I can't go to work on time, I will be deducted. Thinking of this, I couldn't help panicking.

After the panic, I know that I can't just sit back and wait for death. Anyway, we can only continue to move forward again.

Still following the method just now, I continued to explore and move forward.

"Hey, grandson!" Suddenly, the little guy's shout came again. This time, his voice did not appear behind him or in front of him, but came from my right hand.

He went over angrily and looked at the little guy who left me without saying a word just now. At this time, he was squatting on my right hand.

When I saw this little guy, I felt strange again. I wonder why he came back. Didn't he leave just now? What's wrong with him coming back this time? A series of questions lingered in my mind.

In the end, I asked him, "What's wrong with you this time?" What do you want me to see again?"

The little guy didn't answer me, but waved to me. He still had a mentally retarded smile on his face: "Grandson, come here!"

Listening to him call me grandson, I couldn't help but feel a little angry. Although it's not too much for him to call me grandson in terms of his birth year, I was still worried about being called by a guy who was still in the age of peeing and mud.

I retorted impatiently, "Don't always call your grandson. My name is Zhang Deshuai. Zhang is Zhang Deshuai's Zhang. De is Zhang Deshuai. You can also call me handsome."

I didn't expect that my explanation would make the little guy laugh. He pointed to me and said breathlessly, "Just like you, you are still handsome. Hahaha..." Before he finished speaking, he began to laugh again.

Although this little guy is telling the truth, his breeding still makes my face hot. I scratched my head and explained, "My name represents my father's ardent hope for me. You see, Sen is short of wood, and Xin is short of gold. What else is Miao Jing?

"Okay, stop talking. I know this." The little guy looked up and down at me again before saying, "Look, your father's expectations for you are too high."

I know that the meaning of the little guy's words is that I have some influence on the appearance of the city, but I don't really mind this. Instead of following the little guy's words, I asked him, "What good things do you want to show me this time?"

When the little guy heard what I said, he stood up on the ground and patted the soil on his body. Then he jumped up in front of him.

I saw that he wanted to lead the way, so I hurriedly caught up with him.

At the beginning, the fog between the little guy and me was so light that I could see his direction more clearly. However, it wasn't long before the fog between us became thicker. His figure gradually became blurred.

I couldn't help but be shocked to see this scene. No, the little guy is going to disappear again. Just take a few steps forward and stop the little guy.

However, although I took a few steps forward, the little guy still disappeared into the white fog. It made my wishes fall short.

As soon as the little guy disappeared, the surrounding area returned to the previous thick fog. At the same time, my tight walk also made my body not maintain a good balance. He tripped over a soft thing and staggered a few steps before he fell down.

I hurried back and gently tried to move forward on the ground with my feet. Finally, I touched a soft thing. After a few gentle kicks with my feet, I felt that it was a human body.

This discovery made me feel uncomfortable. I hurriedly bent down and found out. It turned out that it was old Cao who tripped me just now.

At this time, old Cao was lying on the ground with his eyes closed. It seemed that he was in a coma.

I quickly pinched Mr. Cao's people with one hand, and the other hand gently patted Mr. Cao's cheek. He shouted softly, "Lao Cao, Lao Cao!"

After a while, I heard a leisurely sigh from Mr. Cao's mouth. He finally woke up and turned around.

Old Cao opened his eyes and saw that it was me. A surprise immediately appeared on his face. Old Cao turned over and got up from the ground. He looked me up and down and asked, "Why are you here?"

I told Mr. Cao what happened. From me, Miao Ruyun and Jiang Yingyu to see him swallowed up by the white fog, to the three of us running away, and how I was swallowed up by the white fog.

Before I could talk about the scenes I saw with the little guy, Old Cao interrupted me and asked, "You were swept in by Bai Wu. What about Miao Ruyun and Jiang Yingyu? Are they also involved?"

I shook my head and replied, "I don't know. Since I entered the white fog, I can't see anything. I really don't know if they are involved. By the way, have you found Uncle Yuanji?" I asked old Cao eagerly.

Hearing me mention Uncle Yuan Ji, there was an embarrassment on Old Cao's face. He shook his head and replied, "No. Not long after I came in, I fell into a coma.

I heard old Cao say that he was in a coma soon after he came in. I couldn't help but be shocked and quickly asked old Cao, "What's going on?"

Old Cao pondered and told me the matter.

It turned out that when old Cao saw that Uncle Yuanji was swallowed up by the white fog, he immediately rushed up to save Uncle Yuanji. But he was also quickly submerged in the white fog.

The white fog is strange. It looked only waist high outside, but when old Cao entered, he found that it was full of fog inside and could not see anything clearly.

Old Cao read "36 words Tianang" in his heart to protect himself. However, later, Mr. Cao found that the fog did not mean any harm to him. It just blocked his sight, and there was nothing else.

At this time, old man Cao couldn't help but feel much more comfortable. Despite this, he did not dare to take it lightly. He pinched the thunder formula and was always ready to give them.

As old Cao was exploring vigilantly, he heard a childish voice behind him: "Hey, son!"

As soon as I heard old Cao say this, I quickly interrupted and asked, "Is it a child?" Then, I began to describe a child who often paddled on the ground with a mentally retarded smile on his face, wearing an open crotch trousers and showing a little hooligan.

Listening to my description, old man Cao couldn't help but be stunned. He then asked me, "Have you seen it too?"

"It's not just that he took me to see those tragic scenes." I said with grief. Because, when it comes to the scene, I can't help thinking about what I just saw. The scattered pieces of meat, as well as the amputations of human limbs, the red face in the hole, and the endless sound lingering in my ears. I'm afraid I will never forget it in my life.

"What's wrong?" Old Cao saw that my face was full of grief and asked with concern.

I couldn't help choked when he asked. It turns out that I am so vulnerable in the face of those griefs. It turns out that when I am alone, I will hide these vulnerabilities, but now, when I get along with one of my peers, my vulnerability is nowhere to hide.

When I described the scenes I saw to Old Cao, his face was also full of grief. He said angrily, "Little Japan! I'm a fairy!"

Old Cao opened his mouth and scolded. It took him a long time before he calmed down. But his chest still went up and down violently. It seemed that his anger had not completely subsided.

I know that old man Cao's scolding just now was not only the executioner who caused the disaster, but also venting his resentment that he had just been in a coma in the white fog.

However, the scolding of Mr. Cao made me feel much more comfortable. People are so strange. When you feel uncomfortable and talk to someone, the situation will be much better. If you don't say anything, you will end up depressed.

After Old Cao and I were much calmer, Old Cao began to ask me again, "Why did that child let you see these?" What on earth does he want to do?

I shook my head. Because I don't know. I asked Old Cao again, "What about you? Don't you see what I just said?"

Old Cao also shook his head.

When I saw old Cao shaking his head, I was even more confused why the little guy just recruited me. What exactly is he going to do?

"Yes." Soon, I no longer struggled with this issue, and I asked old Cao again, "What about you later?"

Old Cao began to talk about his experience again.

It turned out that when old Cao heard a childish voice behind him, he reacted to me. He immediately jumped forward and then turned his head to look back.

Then, old Cao saw a child rowing water on the ground behind him. When the little guy saw Mr. Cao's behavior, he laughed, still with that kind of mentally retarded smile.

Although old Cao did not know the identity of the child, he knew that a child suddenly appeared in the white fog, which was definitely not a good thing. Thinking of this, Old Cao began to quietly condense Taoism. The flash of white light could be faintly seen on his hands.

But the little guy almost disdained them. He pointed to the old man Cao, giggled first, and then said, "Son!"

When old Cao heard a little guy of the age of peeing and mud calling him this 60-year-old man his son, he was very unhappy. He wanted to point out his nose and ask, but he suffered from the thunder formula in his hand, so he didn't do it. Instead, his face changed and he asked, "Are you talking to me again?"

The little guy smiled again. When he finished laughing, he said slowly, "Look back. Is there anyone else here?"

Old Cao did not look back. Because he knew that even if he looked back, he could not see anything in this white fog.

In the end, old man Cao changed his kind face. He asked the little guy against his head and wanted to get some news from his mouth: "Where's your lord?"

The little guy changed his face as soon as he heard Mr. Cao's words. He pointed to the old man Cao and said, "Son, call the old man!"

When old Cao said this, my heart moved and I couldn't help asking, "Did you call it?"

My question aroused the dissatisfaction of old Cao. He took a fierce look at me and said quietly, "The ancients said, 'mighty and unyielding', do you know?"

"So did you call it?" I ignored the ancients' words coming out of Mr. Cao's mouth, but asked. This is what I care about. The ancients said too much, and I have to care about it.

Old Cao shook his head.

I just wanted to say that I had known it for a long time, and then Old Cao said, "I called him uncle!"

Hearing Mr. Cao's words, I couldn't help opening my mouth and looking at Mr. Cao incredibly.

Old Cao was not moved by my incredible eyes. Instead, he continued to say, "The ancients said, 'act according to the opportunity'!"

When I heard an ancient man's mouth pop out of Cao's mouth again, I was angry: You still act on the opportunity. What kind of business are you doing?

"And then?" Seeing that old Cao was as toothless as toothless skin, I asked again. At this time, I heard Shapijun, who was busy translating the paper, sneezing several times and muttered, "Which beautiful woman wants me to be as angry as Song Yu 500 years later?"

Old Cao began to talk again.

When the little guy heard Old Cao call him uncle a few times, he couldn't help but be furious. His face looks like a flower, smiling like a mentally retarded face.

When the little guy almost laughed, he praised old Cao and said, "Good son, the old man will take good care of you later?"

When old Cao heard what the little guy said, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Uncle, what good are you going to give me?"

The little guy tilted his head and thought for a while before answering, "Shall I give you a clay figurine?" After saying that, he pulled his little hooligan with one hand and put on a posture of peeing and mud.

When old Cao saw the little guy in this posture, his face turned green. He strongly felt that he had been fooled by the little guy.

However, no matter how hard the little guy tries, he can't squeeze any water. Finally, the little guy spread his hands and said helplessly, "Good son, the old man can't get it out today! Why don't you be a clay figurine for the old man?

At this time, the anger in Mr. Cao's heart had exploded. He couldn't stand it and stretched out his hand to point to the little guy: "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law!"

But old man Cao's sentence was not complete, but he was interrupted by the little guy just after reading "Taishang Laojun" and "urgent as a law" before his lips came out of his throat.

The little guy was so smart that he said directly, "Go!"

There was a white fog, which shot straight over and suddenly blocked the mouth of old Cao. He abruptly put back the "urgent order" of old Cao.

Old Cao was suffocated and gasped, and the Taoism that had just condensed was not fully released. Naturally, the power is much smaller.

A thunder came from the old man Cao's hand and went straight to the little guy. But the thunder, which didn't go far in the fog, was blocked by the fog and immediately dissipated.

And old man Cao, because he was gasped for breath, part of Taoism rushed around in his body. He felt stuffy and shouted: No!

So, when fighting, don't always make such a long string. You read a string of "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law" and then chant "Go!" Just take action, is that fast? Old Cao suffered losses and ate here.

And the little guy saw that the old man Cao's blow just now had failed. A mentally retarded smile began to hang on his face again. He pointed to Old Cao and said with a smile, "Naughty! Spank!"

Old Cao's face changed as soon as he heard the little guy say that. He is such a big man and is spanked by a little guy. How can he do it?

But Lao Cao's mouth was blocked by a thick white fog, and he wanted to speak but couldn't speak. I want to fight with the little guy, but I suffer from the Taoism just now running around in my body and can't condense.

I had to watch the little guy come to him little by little. At this time, Old Cao made his most correct decision - run away.

Originally, old Cao's plan was the same as mine. It's the long legs to bully him with short legs.

Old Cao ran around in the fog and waited for him to feel free from the little guy before he stopped.

At this time, I heard a shout under my feet: "Good son, are you tired!"

Old Cao jumped up with a "oh" sound. When he lowered his head again, he saw the original little guy squatting down.

The little guy still had that mentally retarded smile on his face and pointed to old Cao and said, "Naughty! Spank!"

This time, old Cao was about to turn around and run away. The little guy grabbed a piece of white fog in his hand and threw it over.

This white fog hit the old man Cao's knee without bias. Old Cao, who had just turned around and was ready to run, came and fell to the ground.

The little guy jumped over as soon as he saw Old Cao fall down. He squatted in front of Old Cao's face and came face to face with Old Cao. Then the little guy pointed to the old Cao and said, "I'll give you something good!"

Then, Old Cao's eyes widened. Because he saw a little clay figurine in his hand. Old Cao dared not imagine the origin of this clay figurine.

"Good son, is it good-looking?" The little guy pointed to the little clay figurine and asked old Cao.

Old Cao nodded quickly, but there was no sound in his mouth.

"If it looks good, I'll give it to you!" The little guy said with a smile.

When old Cao heard that the little guy was going to give him the clay figurine in his hand, his face changed again. He shook his head in a hurry.

As soon as the little guy saw that old Cao refused his kindness, he stood up. He began to pull the fog around with his hand. Soon, the little guy held a broom made of fog in his hand.

Then, the little guy began to hit Old Cao's ass with a broom. He shouted as he hit, "Let you be disobedient! Make you naughty!"

When I heard what old Cao said, I couldn't help laughing. I can't believe the scene of a 60-year-old man being spanked by a several-year-old child.

Old Cao looked at me with a heartless smile and looked at me dissatisfiedly. A trace of shyness also flashed in Cao's eyes.

When I almost laughed, I asked old Cao, "Then what?"

"Then I was angry and fainted." Old Cao lowered his head and replied, "Next, you wake me up."

"Oh!" Now, I understand the whole process of what old Cao said. I can't help worrying about old Cao. I don't know if this will bring a shadow to his future life.

Now, old Cao and I analyzed again and found one thing, that is, the little guy did not mean to harm old Cao. Otherwise, when Old Cao was in a coma, he had a complete chance to do it, and he not only did not do it, but also showed me a way to save Old Cao.

That is to say, the good news now is that the little guy is more naughty than thinking about how to hurt us.

What's more, that little guy likes to occupy the older generation.

However, although this little guy is not malicious, why didn't he let us leave here? This is what old man Cao and I don't understand.

At this time, I heard a childish voice behind me: "Grandson, how about it? Is this good?"

When I heard this sound, I didn't have to look back and knew it was the little guy again.

And old man Cao really had a shadow. As soon as he heard the childish voice, he quickly reached out to protect his buttocks.

When I saw Mr. Cao's reaction, I would smile.

I faced the little guy and didn't know when he had quietly come behind us. Thinking of this, I can't help but be a little afraid, but fortunately, he didn't mean to us, just to make us happy.

I pointed to the little guy and asked him, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Play!" The little guy tilted his head and thought seriously, and then a standard mentally retarded smile appeared on his face.

This is the first time I've heard such a boring but helpless answer. It turns out that in his eyes, we are a group of tools to make him happy for him to play.

"We are in a hurry. Do I have to go to work tomorrow? Why don't I introduce you to some fun companions?" I said softly to the little guy.

The little guy shook his head. After a while, he seemed to remember something happy and said to me and old Cao, "Do you want to see something good?"

When I heard him say something good, I couldn't help but move. For the first time, the good things he showed me made me very sad. The second time, the good things he said were to help me find Mr. Cao. So this time, did the good things he said help me find Uncle Yuanji?

Thinking of this, I quickly asked, "What's good?"

"One you want to see." The little guy said happily.

When I heard the little guy say this, I gently pulled the corners of my mouth twice. At the same time, something seems to have fallen into my heart. Sure enough, the little guy wants to help me find Uncle Yuanji.

"Okay, let's go now." At the thought that he was going to help us find Uncle Yuanji, I hurriedly urged.

"No hurry, let's play a game?" The little guy did not rush to start under my urging, but he looked at me and said.

My heart sank when I heard him say he was playing games. Although this little guy is malicious to us, his clever and strange personality is not reassuring. Most of the games he mentioned are not good games?

However, in order to find Uncle Yuan Ji, I still asked, "What game?"

"I haven't figured it out yet? I'll tell you when I've figured it out?" The little guy tilted his head to the other side and said.

"Uncle, let's stop it?" At this time, old Cao still covered his buttocks on the side and said. It seems that he kept in mind the little guy's naughty punishment just now.

When the little guy saw the honor of old Cao, he couldn't help laughing. However, this time, he did not roll around on the ground. After a while, the little guy stopped laughing and said to us solemnly, "How's it going? Do you do it or not?"

"Let me think about it?" I deliberately procrastinated and put on a careful look.

"Handsome..." Old Cao reminded me on the side.

I took a look at old Cao. I know very well that we can't help but agree to the conditions put forward by the little guy. What else can we do on one mu and three cents of land?

The reason why I did this is to lighten the guy's appetite. Now, the little guy must be thinking about how to play us for a while. He may not be able to wait now, and at this time, we can't be anxious. Only the slower we are can make the little guy more anxious. And the more anxious he is, the greater the chance we have to escape.

Really, with my meditation, the little guy's face began to worry. He looked at us and asked, "How's it going?" Do you promise or not?

"How can I agree if you don't say anything about games?" I deliberately said slowly to adjust the little guy's appetite.

Really, as soon as the little guy saw me so impatient, he began to be impatient.

I was happy to see that the little guy was a little anxious. It seems that my plan is starting to work. Despite this, I am still worried. Because the little guy hasn't said what the game he wants to play with us is, which makes me worry.

"I'm not saying that I haven't thought about it yet?" A cunning smile appeared on the little guy's face.

It seems that this guy has already figured it out. There is only one possibility for him to say this now, that is, he knows that we will definitely agree to his proposal and has to agree to his proposal.

It turns out that my plans actually have no effect. Thinking of this, a trace of joy that had just risen in my heart was ruthlessly extinguished.

"I want to see the safety of the person you mentioned first?" In the end, I had to play a card first.

The little guy heard me say this, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. That means that I knew you were going to say that.

Seeing the light flashing in the little guy's eyes, my heart began to sink again. It turned out that everything I thought before fell into the trap of this little guy.

The little guy didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to stroke the fog next to him.

We can see that the white fog is like a dusty mirror, and this mirror is being wiped. As the dust gradually wiped away, pictures gradually appeared on the fog.

When I saw that picture, my heart was tense. What I saw were Miao Ruyun and Jiang Yingyu. They are looking at it eagerly. However, when I saw Xiaoji looming in Miao Ruyun's peak, the stone in my heart couldn't help falling to the ground.

It seems that Miao Ruyun and Jiang Yingyu have not been swallowed up by the white fog. Instead, they went back and brought Xiaoji here.

Although seeing that Miao Ruyun and Jiang Yingyu are safe now, my worries have been reduced a lot. However, I still asked, "What is this?"

"This is a snack before dinner." The little guy smiled and said, "I want to tell you that they are safe now."

"Then why don't you bring the meal?" I said impatiently. Not to mention, as soon as the little guy mentioned the meal, my stomach made a roar.

The little guy scratched in the white fog, and the picture disappeared. It's like the mirror that has just been wiped clean is covered with dust again.

"What's going on?" I asked in shock.

The little guy did not answer, but turned around and left.

It turned out that he wanted to lead the way.

Old Cao and I hurried to follow up. While walking behind the little guy, I was worried about Uncle Yuanji and looked at the little guy's confident appearance. Was Uncle Yuanji also subdued by him like Old Cao?

At this time, I saw that old Cao was trying to condense Taoism in his hand and quietly aiming at the little guy walking in front of us.

I reached out and stopped Old Cao's hand and shook my head at him.

Old Cao looked at me puzzledly. Because for him, it is difficult to solve the hatred of his buttocks without destroying the little guy. And now, the little guy is walking ahead, which is a good time for him to do it. Old Cao didn't understand why I stopped him.

"My grandson is still reasonable!" The little guy walking in front of him said without looking back.

Hearing what the little guy said, old Cao's face turned gray. He realized that the little guy said so because he fully understood what was going on behind him. And if old Cao had done it just now, he would definitely not succeed. The result is that it will provoke the anger of the little guy.

We had to follow the little guy obediently.

As I walked, I saw that the fog between the little guy and us began to thicken again. This time, I am no longer worried that he will suddenly disappear. Because there must be only one reason why the little guy wants to do this.

We are not far from Uncle Yu.

Really, when the little guy was completely invisible in the fog, I heard the shouting of Uncle Yuanshi in front of me.

Before Mr. Cao and I opened our mouths to call Uncle Yuanshi, a flame suddenly came out of the fog. The flame came straight to us. Unexpectedly, we can't avoid it at all.

The good news is that I was not hit. The bad news is that the flames hit Old Cao's face directly. Another good news is that the flame that hit us is at the end. Another bad news is that old Cao still made a muffled hum.

I helped Old Cao put out the flames on his face and saw that Old Cao's face was now bare. It turned out that his beard and eyebrows were burned by the flame just now. Now looking at Old Cao's face, it's very funny.

I had to hold back my smile and shouted vigorously, "Uncle, Uncle Yuan's death!"

With this shout, he got a response from the other side: "Is he handsome?"

"It's me and Lao Cao. Uncle, stop playing with fire. You burned to Lao Cao." I shouted loudly.

As I shouted, I walked along the sound with Mr. Cao.

After a few steps, I saw Uncle Yuanshi. He is now sweating, his face is still red, and his mouth is panting unevenly...

It seems that Uncle Yuanshi has just experienced a struggle.

As soon as Uncle Yuanji saw me and Old Cao, he pointed to Old Cao's face and asked, "What's going on?"

"Uncle, did you burn me just now?" Old Cao said with a crying voice.

"Oh!" Uncle Yuanji touched his chin and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Hearing what Uncle Yuanji said, Cao's tears wanted to fall. However, he was still strong. First, he nodded and shook his head quickly.

However, the good news is that we finally have a round.

I hurriedly asked Uncle Yuan Ji what was going on.

Uncle Yuanji replied.

It turned out that Uncle Yuanshi was the first to enter the white fog. As soon as he entered the white fog, he felt something was wrong.

It seems to be obvious from the outside, but as soon as Uncle Yuanshi entered the white fog, it was a fog, and even the southeast and northwest could not be distinguished.

And Uncle Yuanyi relied on his art and boldness to observe carefully in the white fog, trying to find out the clues of the white fog.

When the silent uncle was observing carefully, he heard a sound behind him: "Good son!"

After all, Uncle Yuanji is Uncle Yuanji. He did not jump up first, but waved back with a palm.

That's a palm with flames.

The little guy who has been showing off his power in front of us is stingy this time. He didn't expect that Uncle Yuanshi would slap him without saying a word. Busy with fog to resist, but it's too late.

was still hit by the palm of Uncle Yuanshi, which made the little guy very unhappy.

At this time, Uncle Yuanji slowly turned around and looked down at the little guy below. Uncle Yuanji asked the little guy with a smile, "Baby, don't be scary in the back! Do you remember it next time?"

As soon as the little guy heard Uncle Yuanji's educational tone, the displeasure just now immediately turned into anger. Without saying a word, he randomly pulled up the fog from the white fog and threw it at the silent uncle.

Uncle Yuanji couldn't help but be shocked. The two of them didn't even announce their names, so they fought like this.

Although Uncle Yuanshi's skills are profound, he is under the combo of the little guy. Uncle Yuanshi still couldn't help but be shot.

The seemingly light fog hit the body, which was painful and painful. After a while, Uncle Yuanshi's hair was messy, and the place where he had just been hit began to feel faintly painful again.

The most important thing is that at this time, Uncle Yuanshi felt a burst of swelling in his lower abdomen. Uncle Yuanshi shouted in his heart: Shame!

If he had known that there would have been a fight now, he would have peed in the fog just now. At that time, I also thought that I was a quality person and should not defecate anywhere.

Now it has become an internal and external trouble. This is unexpected by Uncle Yuanshi.

However, Uncle Yuanji still suppressed the feeling of gushing back with strong perseverance.

The result is that in the fight again, the silent uncle fell into the wind. Because of him, on the one hand, he has to deal with the continuous fog, and on the other hand, he has to deal with the ripples in his lower abdomen...

However, the little guy didn't fight with Uncle Yuanshi for a long time. When he saw the dead uncle hit a few times, he left with satisfaction.

Instead, he left a few human figures made of fog and continued to fight with Uncle Yuanshi.

So, that's why we were attacked by Uncle Just Silence.

Speaking of this, Uncle Yuanji's face turned red, arched his hand to us, and ran away a few steps. Then, I heard a loud sound of water, which lasted for a long time.

It seems that Uncle Yuan Ji has been holding back long enough this time...