In the fog, Xiao Yu covered his mouth and nose with his own clothes, and walked around along the path, I don't know how many times he wandered.

However, in the end, it was as if a ghost had hit the wall, and they all returned to the original place without exception.

Caressing the big tree that had been marked with a short knife at home, Xiao Yu was inevitably a little deflated.

Leaning on the trunk of the big tree, Xiao Yu sat down softly.

Tired, Xiao Yu was extremely depressed, and he didn't care about it anymore, so he simply sat on a protruding root under the tree, took out a short knife, and dug the mud in a boring manner.

After sitting there for a long time, Xiao Yuwan looked up and suddenly found that those damn fogs were suspended in mid-air.

In other words, these fogs created by the broken fox with some kind of spell are basically suspended in the middle and lower parts of each tree's trunk to the canopy, where it is dense and dense, so as to block a person's vision, affect a person's accurate judgment of direction, and thus make people get lost.

Some things, if you think about it, there is nothing to be strange about.

The corners of Xiao Yu's mouth couldn't help but smile a little.

Still bowing his head, he used a short knife to dig the dirt at the root of the tree.

The black mud under the roots of the tree is soft and easy to dig because of the accumulation and decay of fallen leaves for many years.

Xiao Yu only dug for a short while, and a large pile of small stones of different sizes had already piled up at hand.

In Xiao Yu's previous life, she was an expert in using darts, and her swallow darts have always been a hundred shots.

Now, trapped here, Xiao Yu didn't dare to hope that a kind person would come over and give him a worthy dart bag.

Therefore, the only thing that can be used locally at the moment is these pebbles of different sizes.

Seeing that the number of stones dug up was almost the same, Xiao Yu sneered, put away the short knife, and stood up. Grab dozens of pebbles, use your telekinesis, and only shoot towards the thickest smoke, with all your might.

Some of the stones happened to catapult on the trees, making a "beep" sound, and then quietly rolled down into the grass.

Some of the stones simply sank into the fog, and there was not even a sound.

Xiao Yu didn't care either, and continued to grab the stones at hand, only shooting towards the dense fog, with all his might.

In this way, after about a quarter of an hour or so, Xiao Yu finally heard a low moan.

The fog, which was originally thick, gradually became a little thinner.

The originally sharp little voice finally coughed a few times at this moment, and cursed in a low voice in a hoarse voice:

"You woman, you can be regarded as a bit ruthless. Okay, the master will no longer spit out the fog to accompany you, you can stay here by yourself. It's just that if you can't walk through this forest, you have to see if you have this creation. Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

The sharp laughter, in the darkness around it, seemed a little creepy.

Xiao Yu didn't answer, just sat quietly on the root of the tree, watching the fog, gradually, gradually dissipating.

The fog cleared, and the whole forest returned to its original lifeless and dim appearance.

Xiao Yu was not discouraged, took up his burden, and continued to move forward tentatively along the path in the forest.

This time, while walking, Xiao Yu held her short knife and carved shallow marks on the trees she passed by.

The trees in the jungle are mostly on the sunny side, so they should be more foliage, and the bark should be cleaner and fresher.

Xiao Yu persistently carved the marks according to the growth of the trees along the way, and continued to move forward.