has been in Long Xingkong's arms, An Qile looked a little embarrassed, but Long Xingkong hugged him tighter, if you listen carefully, you can still hear Long Xingkong's low laughter.

In the distance, a burst of white mist attracted An Qile and Long Xingkong's attention, and before they could get there, the howls of water spirits and wood spirits had already reached their ears.

Long Xingkong frowned, and fell down with An Qile.

"Run!" The water spirits and wood spirits who were panicking in the running road rolled up a burst of wind and sand, and Long Xingkong tightly pulled An Qile, and a white mist like a tornado appeared in front of their eyes.

The reason why "White Mist" has this name is that it has a hazy white poisonous mist with smoke, and as soon as the goblins come into contact with it, they will immediately infect the entire body, and then the skin will crack and the limbs will swell.

Long Xingkong didn't wait for An Qile to react, and at the moment when the white mist was about to approach, he took An Qile away from the white mist.

An Qile recalled that when he went to the imperial capital, it was precisely because of this white mist that he was separated from the soldiers of the Butterfly Clan, and then met Heiyan.

"Look, what's that?" Suddenly, An Qile struggled and pointed forward with trembling hands.

Long Xingkong turned around, and the white mist had dissipated, leaving behind the poisoned rainforest area, and the remaining plants and vines exuded a strange black flatulence.

"It's uninhabitable!" The soul of the tree is dead, Long Xingkong looked at the road ahead with some sadness, he had always heard about the white mist in the imperial capital before, and now it seems that this is simply something that cannot wait.

Suddenly, a face that had been broken, as if it had been sewn up by someone with a needle, appeared in front of Long Xingkong, An Qile subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand, she was afraid that she would scream accidentally.

Long Xingkong subconsciously took a step back, this water spirit that had been turned into a rotting corpse did not follow, Long Xingkong looked into the depths of the trees, these water spirits and wood spirits that had died because of the white mist poison all stood up again.

There was no trace of life, like a puppet manipulated by someone, just staring at his already dry body, blindly wandering around the road eroded by the white mist.

"Their souls are gone!" Long Xingkong retreated to An Qile's side, grabbed An Qile's hand and said in a dull voice.

An Qile looked at Long Xingkong inexplicably, for human beings, death is the end, so human beings are afraid of death, and naturally they don't understand the meaning of goblins retaining their souls and being reborn in Nirvana.

"I'm going to investigate the White Mist!" Long Xingkong made up his mind and wanted to leave, but in the next second, he was stopped by An Qile.

"There is no pattern in the appearance of the white mist, how are you going to investigate, what about the Three Dragons Battle this time?" An Qile expressed dissatisfaction with Long Xingkong's behavior of saying that wind is rain.

Long Xingkong turned around and pressed An Qile's arm, until An Qile's arm hurt.

"I'm sorry!" Suddenly, Long Xingkong lowered his head and spoke, An Qile was stunned in place, "I should have come to the territory of the Butterfly Clan earlier, so that it wouldn't be"

An Qile didn't understand why Long Xingkong was suddenly so sad, just like humans always feel that the soul is a dispensable thing.

"I'll send you to the Water Spirit Leader, I'm afraid we will have to pause our way to find the map fragments!"

What the?

After Long Xingkong finished speaking, he took An Qile to the sacred tree where the leader of the water spirit "Water Yun" was.

He couldn't help but put down An Qile, turned his head and left with a heavy expression.

Standing beside Shui Yun, looking at the figure of Long Xingkong in the distance, An Qile was still in an unbelievable feeling, and it was over?

The three dragons battle for hegemony or something I talked about before was like watching a good show, and I was interrupted alive in the middle of it.

But Long Xingkong can obviously take himself with him? Why leave her behind and say sorry to her?

An Qile had some turtle hair, and it was not easy for her to feel that she was a little closer to Long Xingkong, but now she felt that she couldn't understand his behavior at all.

Gritting his teeth, An Qile snorted lightly.

Forget it, this is none of his business, An Qile comforted himself and sat on the holy leaves with his legs crossed. But Long Xingkong's sudden heaviness and departure made An Qile's heart panic.

No matter how you think about it, I don't think it's a taste.

An Qile hugged himself like this and sat quietly on the sacred leaves. It wasn't until a drop of crystal clear water fell on An Qile's face on the branch of the sacred tree that she looked up as if she had just woken up from a dream.

Gentle Shui Yun was smiling lightly, standing beside her and looking down at her.

Shui Yun's body is very long, three heads taller than An Qile, but she completely has a girl's face, and the corners of her eyes are full of tenderness, just like a family girl who likes to listen to music and drink coffee in her spare time.

"It's much wetter here than the Butterfly Clan's realm, only near the sacred tree, and it's drier!" The gentle voice of the water rhyme came from above An Qile's head, and she caressed the trunk of the sacred tree peacefully, and there was no trace of panic or worry in her expression.

"Aren't you worried? The matter of the white fog" An Qile stood up, looking at such a leisurely water rhyme, there was always a feeling that Long Xingkong was worrying blindly.

"Aquarium...... We have been surrendered to the dragon clan for a long time, so we all believe that the dragon clan will not abandon us, and will come to us when we need it most" Shui Yun said very skillfully, but in An Qile's ears, this is a kind of throwing pot, his own clan does not care, and forcibly let the dragon clan come forward.

You can't throw anything at him because the dragon is strong!

Recalling the scene before the Three Dragons competed for hegemony, the eldest prince and the three princes left hand in hand, and Long Xingkong could only stand alone in front of the conference room, An Qile felt that this prince, Long Xingkong was too aggrieved!

It's better for her to have a father and a mother, and walk freely on the town!

"Are you worried about him?" Shui Yun saw An Qile angrily ignoring herself, and looked at An Qile with an expression that I knew everything.

If it weren't for the fact that Shui Yun was the leader of the water spirit, An Qile really wanted to give her a big look.

"I'll send you to his side!" Shui Yun stood up and said to An Qile with a smile,

An Qile glanced back at Shui Yun, and just wanted to say yes, but felt that he went to Long Xingkong's side like this, not only could he not help him, maybe once he questioned why he was so serious, he would also expose his identity as a human being.

"The soul is a very important thing for both humans and goblins, and once it is taken away, there will be no trace of existence in this world!" Cold, Shui Yun opened his mouth and said this.

An Qile felt as if his heartbeat was about to stop, what did Shui Yun say? Human, could it be that she already knows her human identity, that's why she said this to herself.

"However, I don't know what the situation is in the divine realm, for the gods, maybe it doesn't matter if there is a soul or not, right?" Shui Yun's next sentence of self-talk made An Qile, whose heart was about to jump out, breathe deeply.

The literary and artistic tone of Shui Yun, An Qile really needs to adapt to it, and he can't mess with himself.

"Are you really not going to help him?" Shui Yun worriedly looked at the place where Long Xingkong was located through her spiritual power, which was the junction of the Butterfly Clan and the Rainforest Region, and she could feel a strong spiritual power lingering near Long Xingkong.

"Go!" An Qile stood up, she stroked her little heart with her hand, and if she continued like this, she was really worried that she would be scared out of something wrong with Shui Yun's words.

At least by Long Xingkong's side, she didn't need to think about this kind of problem.