Chapter 22: The Fog
It seems that after this conversation, the two people both saw the other party's unadorned ambition and the pursuit of high places. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe atmosphere between the two is much more harmonious than after they fought off the Black Mist together. Liluo looked at Fu Sihan's defenseless appearance towards him, and after a little hesitation, he also lost the initial bit of caution, which made Fu Sihan squint comfortably and shake his fan, very satisfied with this.
The noon sun is full of heat, but it makes this empty city even more lonely.
Fu Sihan and Liluo discussed, and found that the actions in the morning were too big, whether it was Chu Yan and the others who came back, they left again one after another, or went to the hospital twice in a row to find out the patient's situation, or the persuasion of appeasing the people before, but now I don't know how to explain the results. It seems that everything about them has been exposed now, and the situation in Nanguan is serious, and for marine fish, it is necessary to strictly prohibit these people from taking it.
Do you want to wait for Chu Yan to come back?
The two of them were thinking that at this moment, the wooden window that originally projected a warm sun in the house was covered with a layer of black, and the room suddenly darkened.
"What's going on?" Fu Sihan was surprised, and shook off the mist with a swallowtail light paint fan and opened the wooden window.
Only then did I find that it was still hot and humid just now, and the sun was shining brightly, but at this time the sky was already rolling dark clouds, and the sky was like the hour.
"It's going to rain. Liluo muttered, the weather in Pingcheng has been rare and dry for the past two days, and now the wind is gusting outside, the rain has not arrived, and the heart is a little cooler.
When Fu Sihan heard this, he smiled, and simply let the wooden window open, and when he lowered his head and was about to continue to pick up the map drawn by Liluo, Yu Guang seemed to see something, suddenly raised his head, stared out the window, and involuntarily stood up and walked towards the wooden window.
"Long Departure ......" has always been a gentle voice, rarely with a little ethereal.
"What?" she clutched her pen and drew on the paper, but listened to the man's whisper.
"We're in trouble. ”
……
The sky was gloomy and terrible, and the gray-black fog was so thick that the shadows of the houses on the streets could no longer be seen from a distance, except for the occasional few tall pavilions still standing in between, which were still very close, but seemed to be far apart.
"Why is there such a big fog?" Liluo condensed his face and looked out the window.
"You see, it's more than that. Fu Sihan pointed to the distance and said. She looked over there and noticed that the blackness of the sky had gradually changed.
Bang, bang, bang.
The sound of the wind hunting, but the sound of the wooden door slapping is also extraordinarily clear.
"Immortal Chief, Immortal Chief, go and see, something has happened to the people in the medical hall!" a person outside the door shouted with a crying voice.
"What's wrong?" Liluo opened the door first, led by a man in his twenties, who looked more familiar, it was the honest young man who had cleaned the inn for them in the first place.
"Uh, Fairy Chief. The man sobbed, and when he saw Fu Sihan also following closely behind, he immediately cried bitterly, "Immortal Chief, Little Immortal Chief, go and take a look, they, they are going to disappear!"
"Disappear?!" Fu Sihan hurriedly grabbed the man's shoulder, "What disappeared?"
The man wiped tears from his face, and his eyes were both fear and sorrow: "The medical hall ...... The people in the infirmary, with black smoke on their bodies, drifted out of the house, they ...... They're going to disappear!"
For a while, Liluo's face changed suddenly, and he pushed the man away, then pointed his toes and hurriedly ran towards the direction of the medical hall.
Fu Sihan looked at this, then looked up at the sky that had completely darkened, and instructed the people in front of him with some urgency, "You let all the people in the city come to this inn, I have cast an enchantment here, no matter what, you can't come out." Don't worry about the people at the hospital, we'll be there. ”
After that, he didn't wait for the young man's reaction, and directly chased after the sword.
Hospitality
Liluo covered his face with his hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked in with great difficulty.
The fog here made it impossible for her to see the road ahead at all, so she had to mobilize her five senses and use her divine sense to vaguely reach the door.
The door is wide open.
The dim candlelight of the room cast on every lifeless face.
Liluo looked up and watched as a distinct trace of black smoke drifted out of it, swept over her head, blending into the mist.
She gritted her teeth, untied the white silk from her waist, grabbed it, and walked firmly into the house.
The situation seemed even worse than the young man had said.
The bodies lying on them seemed to be covered with light black water lines, a little turbulence, rolling, fading out of a wisp of light smoke, slowly drifting out.
The little finger was lightly clasped at the end of the white silk, she raised her wrist, lifted her forearm, and threw the white silk out, the white light like a sword, cutting through the light smoke.
With a pop, the smoke dissipated.
She stared, unexpectedly, there was a little bit of golden light floating in the smoke when it cleared. And under her blow, there was no light smoke package, no attachment, and it floated in the air for a while, and then disappeared.
This is......
There was a slight surprise in her eyes, as if she had thought of something, and she looked out at the almost black sky, and the sky was so dark that ink was dripping.
With a beat in her heart, she didn't hesitate any longer, silently reciting the mantra in her mouth, her middle finger curled up slightly, her hands touched, and a thin wall of blue light instantly surrounded her.
But for a moment, the hair was tightly pressed against his cheeks, and sweat kept pouring from the corners of his forehead. She closed her eyes tightly, and when she finally pronounced the last character, she went limp as if she had lost her strength, supported by the wall beside her.
In the end, it was too presumptuous, and this second-order enchantment technique, she was lucky enough to carry it with the mantra she had already mastered and the aura that had been restored to the full stock due to the last promotion.
The black threads floating on those people's bodies kept colliding against the wall of light, as if they wanted to struggle out. Seeing this, Liluo struggled to stand up, and now was not the time for her to rest.
Peck, point, collapse, hit, split, slash, sweep, intercept.
For a moment, the control of his fingers had reached a delicate level, and he left the white silk to cross the only aura in his body, and carefully used the white silk to cut off the strands that were about to ripple out in the water lines.
But it wasn't enough, her speed wasn't enough.
In a place where she could not scruple to reach, black smoke with small golden dots slowly spilled out from the black waves on her body, as if consciously, hitting the barrier again and again, as if she was called from the outside, desperate and unhesitating, impacting until it disappeared.
At the same time, on the pale faces of those people, the blue and black under them were expanding little by little......
"Enchantment?" Fu Sihan, who had flown from the sword, broke into the house, and when he saw the little girl's struggling appearance and the thinner and thinner light curtain, he asked in surprise, but he immediately put the sword aside, and formed a seal in his hand.
Suddenly, the blue light curtain became thicker, and Liluo's tense body relaxed slightly.
"What's the matter? How can these people ......" Fu Sihan finished casting his spell, and when he looked back, he found that everyone lying on the ground or on the straw mat on the couch had turned into a puddle of black water, and there was no wind to automatic, causing ripples, and black gas was overflowing from time to time.
"Look at what to do!Quickly cut off the black smoke on those surfaces!" Liluo roared angrily when he saw Fu Sihan's sluggish appearance.
Fu Si's cold heart was shocked, and he sacrificed a magic weapon, a whirling hand, and the cold air on the fan turned into a tangible and forced towards the black smoke. Since the last conversation, although this spell is his secret, he inexplicably believes that this little girl who has been wary of him does not hide it, her wrist moves slightly, the aura overflows, and the pieces of ice blades that come out of the fan bone are cut along with the cold just now.
This technique seemed to be a method that he was extremely proficient in, and after a few moves, Fu Sihan was very confident that he did not attack that piece again, but slightly deflected the direction.
The faint black smoke that was about to overflow from the bodies of several people in the previous direction froze as if frozen the moment the cold air of the ice blade arrived. It's just that, in less than a second, there seemed to be an indescribable faint thing in the black smoke, and the stagnant black smoke dissolved again in just a moment, and the ice blade under the spell cut back like a break through the air.
All failed.