Lin Fei felt that these white mist appeared too strangely, and it appeared in a short period of time, as if it was controlled by some unknown force.

With the naked eye, it was impossible for Lin Fei to find the direction and path.

So, Lin Fei's pupils contracted and opened the perspective eye.

Under his see-through eyes, the white mist around him could no longer block his vision.

Lin Fei looked far away and found that the mountains and forests within a radius of several miles were all shrouded in white fog, which was also the reason why the surrounding white fog was vast and difficult to find a path.

Suddenly, Lin Fei saw that under the cliff in the distance, there was a path that seemed to lead to a canyon.

Lin Fei secretly wondered: Could it be that there is a village in this path leading to the canyon?

When he and Leng Ying entered the woods with He Ling, who was in a coma with his injuries, he heard that the master of the Xingyue Gate was coming.

Now if he takes He Ling back, he will step on the Hundred Poison Sect Master and the Xingyue Sect Master, and then he will have to fight hard.

Although Lin Fei was not afraid of them, he didn't want to reveal his identity now.

After all, the real masters behind the Xingyue Gate and the Hundred Poison Gate, Jiangnan Martial Saint and Zhumu Martial Saint, have not yet appeared.

And once Lin Fei's identity is exposed, then he loses his initiative and becomes passive, and then he will be entangled by the people of Xingyue Gate, Hundred Poison Gate, and even Heaven and Earth Gate and Dongyue Gate, and he will be annoyed to death.

For Lin Fei, he does not have the freedom to use Xie Feng's identity now, he can not only conceal his strength, but also act conveniently.

Therefore, Lin Fei decided to go into the canyon to have a look, and if he could find the old gentleman's village who came back in his car, he could also go to the old gentleman's house to have a cup of tea and rest.

Then wait for the master of the Hundred Poison Sect and the master of the Xingyue Gate to fight in a hurry, and both of them will lose, and Lin Fei will go out again.

It's just that Lin Fei didn't expect Master He and Bai Weng to reconcile temporarily.

Thinking of this, Lin Fei flew down from the big tree, came to Leng Ying and said, "Leng Ying, I have found a path that can get out of this fog, you come with me." ”

Leng Ying was skeptical, with such a big fog, he could see the scenery four or five meters away at most, how did Lin Fei find a way out of the fog?

However, in the past, Lin Fei was often able to survive in desperate situations and unexpectedly turn danger into disaster.

Leng Ying still carried He Ling and Lin Fei away.

And the reason why Lin Fei let Leng Ying take He Ling with him was, in the final analysis, to pit the master of the Hundred Poison Sect.

Didn't Bai Xuetang want to be unfavorable to Qin Yunyue and the others?

How could Lin Fei let go of the Hundred Poison Gate?

What's more, Zhu Mu Wusheng, the master behind the Hundred Poisons Gate, is also the mastermind behind the killing of his parents.

Of course, in addition to the master of the Hundred Poison Sect, Lin Fei has He Ling in his hands, which is equivalent to hindering the master of the Xingyue Gate.

Just when Lin Fei and Leng Ying were walking through the fog and flying up to the valley in the distance, Bai Weng, the master of the Hundred Poison Gate, and the He master of the Xingyue Gate were trapped in the fog.

Bai Weng couldn't dispel the vast fog around him, so he immediately held a glimmer of hope and said to the master of the Xingyue Gate, "Master He, don't you think this fog is so strange?"

Master He nodded: "Indeed, before we entered this forest, there was no fog at all, and this time we entered the forest, we encountered fog. ”

Bai Weng looked at the master of the He sect and said, "Then does the master of the He sect know what is going on?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this is someone deliberately using the evil magic of crooked ways to form a formation and form a maze, which is why the fog will cover the four fields. Master He pondered for a long time, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

The reason why Master He came here was because He Ling sent someone to inform him that he had found a person who Master He had been looking for but couldn't find.

This man has a lot of talent, and he has amazing secrets.

The master of the He Sect also found this place based on the location information He Ling had sent him before.

Therefore, when the Lord of He Sect saw that the fog here was strange, he immediately thought that this person did it secretly.

"Master He, I think this fog is also very weird, with the aura of evil magic, I wonder if Master He has a way to crack it?" Bai Weng asked.

Master He said: "Although this formation has an extraordinary origin and can be broken by very many people, my master once told me about the method of cracking. ”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Bai Weng's face: "Jiangnan Martial Saint is not a martial arts legend, what is the master, you will break this evil art, right?"

The Lord of the He Sect looked solemn, and then he pinched his fingers with both hands, as if he was reciting some kind of mantra in his mouth.

After a while, the Lord of the He Sect frowned tightly before he unfolded, and said to the Master of the He Sect: "The exit of this evil magic formation is on the left, and if you walk from the left, you can find the person who set up the formation." ”

Bai Weng said: "If it is really as you said, we can find the person who set up the formation by going to the left, we must settle accounts with him." ”

Master He said: "That's right, this person who set up the formation must have ulterior motives for trapping us in the fog, and we must not let him go." ”

Immediately, the people from the Xingyue Gate and the Hundred Poison Gate walked to the left.

Lin Fei walked along the cliff, a narrow path, towards the canyon.

The valley is flanked by high cliffs, and the path stretches forward between the cliffs on both sides.

At first, there was still white fog in the canyon, and it was so dead and silent, but Lin Fei and Leng Ying walked forward for dozens of meters, and the fog disappeared in the canyon, and the front suddenly opened up.

A scenic valley appeared in Lin Fei's eyes.

In the picturesque valley where flowers and birds are singing, houses appear one after another, and as Lin Fei expected, there is a small village in the valley.

From this small village, you can hear the barking of chickens and dogs, as if it was a paradise.

"Leng Ying, it seems that this village is probably the old gentleman's village we sent back just now. Lin Fei said to Leng Ying.

Leng Ying nodded, and then seemed to think of something, and said to Lin Fei: "Then what should I do with He Ling on my shoulder?"

Lin Fei thought about it for a while, then he had an idea, and said, "You find a secret place, settle him, and then we will go into the village again." ”

Leng Ying agreed, carried He Ling on his shoulder, and flew into a forest.

Ten minutes later, Leng Ying returned to Lin Fei and said, "I put He Ling in a nearby cave, and I covered some branches and leaves at the entrance of the cave, so I guess no one will find out." ”

Lin Fei nodded, here is far from the fog-shrouded woods and mountains, and you need to pass through a canyon, not to mention whether the people from the Hundred Poison Gate and the Xingyue Gate can find this, and whether they can get out of the fog is a question.

It was even more difficult to find He Ling hidden in the cave.

Lin Fei and Leng Ying then walked to the village not far away.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw an old man sitting on a stone bench under an old locust tree.

Seeing this old man, Lin Fei and Leng Ying showed a hint of a smile, because this old man was the old man who came back in their car before.

"Two sons, come over for tea and something to eat. At this moment, the old man beckoned to Lin Fei and Leng Ying.

Lin Fei saw that on the stone platform, the old man had already poured three cups of tea and a few plates of pastries, as if the old man knew that they would come.

(End of chapter)