Dali, Yunnan, after eating the seven pills containing snake venom, Sanqing, who had passed out, lay quietly on the bed, this was the third day of his coma, Lin Danhong, who had a haggard face, was quietly guarding the bedside, and the others gathered in the living room, either anxious or nervous. And Wei Haoran should be the most disturbing one of them, or the most guilty one. Although no one blamed him, he felt that Sanqing had listened to his own opinion before taking seven pills in one go.

In the past few days, Wei Haoran didn't know how many times he had scolded himself for being a fool in his heart, and regretted that he had been angry with Yan Wenrong for no reason. But it was useless to regret it, he could only wait until the third came to his senses.

Just when everyone was in a mess and didn't know what to do, the unconscious Sanqing fell into the environment, or entered the depths of his soul again. When he saw the heavy mist, it dawned on him.

"Dust Road Chief, Dust Road Chief, can you hear me?" Seeing that the rushing fog seemed to be not far away, but no matter how Sanqing went, he could never get closer, as if the distance between him and the fog would never change. This made Sanqing a little anxious, so he called out loudly.

But his call was as if it had sunk into the sea, and there was no response. But Sanqing was very sure that this place was the depths of his soul, and that fog was where the dust was sealed, so he didn't give up, he kept walking forward, and kept calling, hoping that Chenchen would finally hear his call, respond, and give him guidance.

After an unknown amount of time, Sanqing gradually felt a little tired, his pace slowed down a lot, and his voice became smaller and smaller, until finally he could only open his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound, he was finally so tired that he couldn't do it and stopped. His feet trembled, and then he fell to his knees with a "plop" and gasped for air.

"Sanqing!" At this moment, a call suddenly sounded in Sanqing's ears. It's very quiet. But Sanqing was very familiar with it, and after hearing this call, Sanqing immediately cheered up again and stood up from the ground suddenly.

"Now, Chief Chendao, is that you!" After occupying it, Sanqing immediately opened his mouth and asked loudly.

"It's me!How did you get in!" Sanqing waited for a long time after asking, and finally heard the answer from Chen. And from the tone of Chen, it could be heard that he was very surprised by the arrival of Sanqing.

"It's too hard to talk like this, wait for me to rush into this fog and tell you about what happened recently!" Sanqing, who heard Chen's curious tone, immediately responded, and then took a few deep breaths to recover some strength, and then strode in the direction of the fog again.

Strange to say, after getting Chen's response, walking forward, not wanting to be like he was always standing still, Sanqing obviously felt that the distance between himself and the fog was rapidly shortening, and soon came to the fog.

After arriving in front of the fog, Sanqing took a break, and then reached out and touched the fog in front of him, soft like cotton, very humid, and after a while, Sanqing's hands were completely wet, but no matter how hard Sanqing tried, he couldn't put his hand into the fog, let alone penetrate the fog.

"I'm going to see how hard you are!" Sanqing said in a deep voice after trying once without success, and then slammed into the mist, but as soon as he came into contact with the mist, the whole person was bounced back and fell to the ground.

This fall, Sanqing's buttocks hurt, and after struggling to get up from the ground and patting it, Sanqing took a few steps back, and then rushed forward with all his might, and soon hit the fog again, and took over the same as before. Not only did he fail to rush over, but he was also bounced back, and this time the distance and the force of the fall to the ground were much greater than the previous one.

"You can attack it with rune paper!" Just as Sanqing got up from the ground, kept stroking his aching buttocks, and was about to rush towards the mist for the third time, a faint sound of dust came from the depths of the mist. Sanqing carefully distinguished, and heard what Chen said, so he hurriedly touched his pocket and found that the pocket really had rune paper.

So, he hurriedly took out two rune papers, one left and one right between his hands, and after chanting the spell softly, the two rune papers instantly turned into fireballs, and then broke away from Sanqing's hands and flew towards the heavy mist. After the fireball hit the fog, it was not bounced back like Sanqing, but made a squeaking sound, directly melting the fog slowly. Seeing this, Sanqing hurriedly took out a few more rune papers, turned them into fireballs and threw them at the mist.

"You can recite this incantation!" Just as Sanqing watched the mist slowly melt away by a few fireballs, as if a narrow road appeared, the sound of dust came from his ears again, and then Chen recited another incantation. Sanqing hurriedly jotted down the spell and then repeated it aloud. After the sound of the incantation, the fireballs embedded in the mist exploded instantly, and after an explosion, the narrow road on the mist turned into a wide and smooth road, leading to the depths of the mist.

Seeing this, Sanqing hurriedly strode forward and walked directly into the passage. Halfway through the line, the mist on both sides of his body suddenly became a haunt, turning into countless white arms, stretching out towards Sanqing, and entangled Sanqing. Sanqing hurriedly struggled, but he couldn't struggle. For a while, it became difficult to please an inch.

"The belt can be used as a sword to drive it away!" Just when Sanqing was entangled by the white hand turned into mist, the voice of Lichen appeared again, and when Sanqing heard it, he immediately recited the incantation again. As soon as this spell was thought, the belt that Bao Ye left for Sanqing tied to his waist immediately emitted a dazzling light, shining brightly, and then he broke away from Sanqing's waist by himself, suspended in midair, and soon, it turned into a golden long sword. On the blade of the sword, the white runes flowed slowly, very majestic.

Sanqing suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the golden long sword suspended in front of him, and the white runes flowing on the golden long sword immediately broke away from the sword body and rushed to Sanqing's arm, just in the blink of an eye, Sanqing's whole person was wrapped. Sanqing, who was wrapped in this white rune, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly opened his mouth and roared, and the white hands that were entangled with him let go as if they had met a natural enemy, and retracted into the mist. Sanqing held the golden sword in his hand, wrapped in runes, and continued to walk forward, only a few white hands along the way tried to stop Sanqing from moving forward, but it was only the kung fu of Sanqing and a sword, and they were all solved cleanly.

That's it, when I was about to get out of the fog. A large cloud of fog suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the road, and making a dull and strange sound, I don't know what it was.

(End of chapter)