Rebirth in Another World: Enchanting and Chaotic World

Strange! Absolutely strange!

Nothing can stop the weirdness from spreading in this place!

Mo Tianhong was surprised first, then surprised, then confused, and then felt a lot of nervousness in his heart.

He clearly came out of the tent, and there should be many tents in front of him, but now it is empty like wasteland, and there is not a single person. Only thick fog drifts in the air, adding a few layers of chill.

The fear in his heart expanded a lot in an instant, and his whole heart trembled.

He was obviously a big man, and a man who had been trained to be brave, but he felt fear because of the cold and fog. This fear came from his heart.

Suddenly, there was a noise around him. Mo Tianhong stood there, not daring to move, and did not dare to breathe too much.

The sound passed by him like the wind. He suddenly turned around and saw a white shadow floating by.

His pupils shrank, and there was something!

He was afraid that he had encountered the same experience as the missing person! Moreover, since they had never returned to the camp, he might not be able to go back.

There was another movement behind him, creaking, rubbing cloth, and all kinds of sounds. He turned back again and saw a white shadow floating through the fog, faintly and indecisively.

Mo Tianhong can basically guess that he is a hell!

The spiritual power around his body was secretly circulating, preparing to give the ghost a warning.

This thing was like Mo Tianhong playing, and suddenly appeared behind him again. He had already used up his spiritual power and threw spiritual power behind him without looking back, trying to wipe it out in one fell swoop, and then walk out of the fog.

Unfortunately, when he turned around, there was a blank space in front of him. I don’t know what was going on, but his spiritual power was not traced, as if it was swallowed up.

A gust of cold wind blew behind him, and he secretly cried in his heart. The next second he felt something on his shoulder, and then slowly moved to his neck. The moment he touched his neck, he was deeply clever. This thing seemed to have no temperature, bringing a touch of coolness.

He slowly turned his light and inadvertently saw something on his neck, almost shocked to death!

It was a pale and bloodless hand, with five fingers complete, a little thin, so thin that you can see the bones almost with the naked eye.

The nails seem to have not been trimmed for many years. They are long and pointed, like sharp blades, and there is still a trace of light blood on them.

Such a hand pressed against Mo Tianhong's neck. There was no reason why he was not afraid or nervous. His nervous body trembled slightly.

But he still mustered up the courage, held his breath, and looked back at what was like that which had hurt so many people in the Mo family and had such a terrifying hand...

...

Nangong Qingyu was sleeping but was awakened by a strange feeling. She suddenly felt very cold and pulled the quilt tightly.

But she found that this kind of cold is not external cold, but no matter how much quilt you cover or how big the heating is, it cannot be warm.

Xiao Jifan noticed Nangong Qingyu's abnormality, sat up from the side, pulled her into her arms, lowered her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Nangong Qingyu shrank into his arms. It was indeed much better. The immortal was different. The spiritual power on her body was enough to warm her up.

She was about to explain, but a trace of cold wind blew outside.

She curled her lips and said, "Someone is missing again, this thing is really annoying!"