Rebirth in Another World: Enchanting and Chaotic World

This fog is ordinary, and it is reasonable and well-founded to appear in the forest. It is very normal. The climate in the forest is enough to form heavy fog.

But it is really strange, like a thick shade that cannot be dissolved and a smoke that cannot be blown away.

Nangong Qingyu and his group were shuttled through it. More than a hundred people looked like they were many, but in fact they were not many at all.

That day, Nangong Qingyu and Xiao Jifan's lovers finally got married, of course they were not in the water. Xiao Jifan took advantage of his awakening to move both of them to the Dolan Ring, which was much more comfortable.

When Nangong Qingyu woke up, he naturally blushed. He was so embarrassed that he almost kicked Xiao Jifan off the bed.

Then the two of them turned upside down again.

Strangely, so many of them have been wandering around in this foggy forest for so long, but they have not yet returned to the fog.

Among them, Mo Tianhong also asked Xiao Jifan for advice. He just shook his head lightly, as if he could not reveal the secrets and he would be mixed up with something.

He was really not in a hurry. Maybe he knew how to get out, but he just didn't tell Mo Tianhong that the bottle of jealousy in his heart continued to roll!

Nangong Qingyu also turned a blind eye to this matter. She believed that the master must have his own reason for doing this, and—

She is really not in a hurry!

So Mo Tianhong could only take a bitter face all day long and lead the Mo family members to continue to shuttle through the fog, while the master and disciple were having fun while walking.

Mo Tianhong dared not speak out. He was determined to be the mute. He also thought that he had offended the Wushuang Young Master, so he thought again, but he really didn't know where he offended Xiao Jifan. He thought

How could a person as arrogant as Wushuang Young Master be jealous because of that little thing? So he took a picture of this possibility without thinking.

But if not, what is it? He couldn't figure it out.

It's night.

The fog is everywhere and still remains undispersed.

The temperature at night is particularly low, almost reaching the freezing temperature.

They finally found some dry branches to keep warm.

Spiritual power can withstand the cold and clear away the heat, but in such a crisis-ridden environment, it is possible to die at any time. Spiritual power cannot be consumed at will. Storing strength is a wise choice.

"Young Master, I just counted the number of my brothers and found that two more were missing, both of them in the early stage of the sixth level."

A guard came to report quickly, his face pale, his eyes filled with heartache and helplessness.

Mo Tianhong's face gradually turned pale as he listened to the guard's report. He immediately waved his hand and signaled the guard to retreat.

He sat high, feeling heartbroken and miserable, with the blurry crystal clearness in his eyes and turbid tears.

This is the fourth day they are trapped in the fog. Since they came in, people have disappeared every day. Moreover, those who have not disappeared are not those with low spiritual power, but are all core disciples with relatively high spiritual power. Each of them is sincere to the Mo family.

Geng Geng, who is still a friend or elder with Mo Tianhong, but now everyone is missing, which really makes Mo Tianhong feel sad.

He can no longer sit here and wait for the bad things. If he continues like this, let alone looking for a tomb, even if he finds it, there will be no one in the Mo family.

Mo Tianhong had just walked out of the tent and was about to take a small team of people to explore alone, but Eran discovered that this was not the camp where they were concentrated, and the tent behind him disappeared at any time, and there was no one around!