The soldiers looked at the faint figure walking slowly in horror, they didn't dare to breathe, and cold sweat dripped down, this haunted scene made everyone creepy.

However, in the thick fog, there was a whisper: "Stop, stop, don't go forward, there are guards ahead." ”

"Where? You've made so much fog that I can't see anything. ”

"On the left, you just stop, don't go yet, it's about to hit someone's nose!"

"it!"

The ghost-like vague figure didn't listen to the dissuasion of the voice coming from the dense fog at all, and it was clear that he couldn't see anything in the fog, but he still rushed left and right in vain to find a way out.

By chance, this "ghost" approached a guard of the Ten Thousand Generals Monument, and suddenly the big face that emerged from the dense fog startled him.

Of course, the guard also noticed the appearance of the "ghost", and in a panic, he roared angrily and stabbed forward with a spear in his hand!

I watched the spear pass through its body, but the feeling from my hands was like a stab in the air.

Then, in the thick fog, there was a soft reproach: "Hurry up, why haven't these people fainted, he stabbed me, and I was dying......"

"You're an energy body, dead fart! Wait, I don't know where to put my anesthesia, I'll look for it...... Where did it go...... Hey, I found it!"

At this time, the guard who stabbed at the "ghost" also sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly called for his companions to come and help.

But as soon as everyone wanted to step forward, they only felt that the world was spinning in front of them, and they fell to the ground and fainted.

Seeing this, the "ghost" also staggered, and said in a daze: "Ouch, your medicine is too strong, I'm so dizzy, no, no, no, I want to sleep......"

"Wake up, hey, big brother, you're an energy body, you're a hammer!" As soon as these words came out, a hand formed by mist seemed to appear in the dense fog, and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Oh, really, I don't faint when you say that!" Then, the "ghost" pointed to the fainting guards on the ground and asked, "How long does your medicine last, and what if they wake up?"

"Don't worry, this time I increased the dose, and I won't wake up for a hundred years of sleep!"

The "ghost" in the dense fog of the "......" seemed to be stunned for a moment, and continued, "You can't make a fuss about people's lives, you're a bit too much!"

"No one died, they just fainted, they couldn't die!"

"If you sleep for a hundred years, you'll starve to death!"

"Rest assured, they will die of old age in less than a hundred years, and they will die of natural causes. ”

"Oh, that's no problem"

......

The fog in the city is still thick, so that the surrounding scenery is not real, and only a general outline appears in the near distance, and the ...... in the distance I don't know anything.

At this time, at the entrance of the Snow Fang Ten Thousand Generals Monument, the guards were lying on the ground, even if the patrol team in the city passed by not far away, they could not find it.

Inside the Wanjiang Monument, a trace of mist slowly drifted in from the crack in the door, and then formed a human figure, after standing still, with it as the source, the room was also filled with a purple fog, spreading.

Immediately after, a figure entered through the wall through the doorway, standing side by side with the humanoid mist.

Looking closely, these two figures are the Writing Department and Di Ling!

After the two of them poisoned the guards at the gate, they each cast a spell and infiltrated the Ten Thousand Generals Monument, and their target tonight was also the long-dead companion of the Ember of Doom - Dapeng!

"Hey, you say...... There's no monitoring here, is there?" asked the Writing Section suddenly.

Hearing this, Di Ling looked helpless, and then replied: "Don't worry, even if there is monitoring, such a big fog can't see us." ”

"No, Di Ling, you forgot, there is also a thermal imager!"

"What the hell am I ...... Is there such an advanced thing in Snow Fang, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why not, that Adoror guy will make it!"

"It's going to make an egg! We have an energy body now, and the other is fog, where is it hot, and Dapeng is also a cool now, what is it like!"

"To ...... too," the Writing Section said thoughtfully, "Okay, then don't fart, or the heat will be discovered......"

After Di Ling heard this, his facial muscles twitched wildly, and he was speechless for a while.

Running to the side like an autistic, picking up a stone and pulling the coffin, he doesn't want to pay attention to this person, he has mental problems, just chat for a day, it's too much of a show.

After a while, the two of them groped their way through the thick fog to a sarcophagus and stood still, looking at them with complicated eyes.

The writing department stroked the lid of the coffin and took the lead in speaking: "Dapeng, good brother, we are here to take you home!"

After hearing this, Di Ling leaned down to check the engraved card, then stood up, shook his head at the writing department, and said, "It's not this, it's ...... mistaken" and then turned around to continue searching.

？？？

The Writing Section said noisily: "What are you doing, haven't you been here to investigate before, how can you still make a mistake now?"

"Nonsense, I didn't make it so foggy last time I came, and now I can't see anything, you let me look for it!"

"Who made you fog this time!

"If you weren't so afraid of being filmed by the surveillance, why would I be like this!"

"Then I'm not afraid now, you're scattered. ”

"It's so easy to say scatter! You treat me as a stinking young man!"

After listening to the text department, he was speechless for a while, picked up a stone casually, and pulled the coffin on the side, he didn't want to pay attention to this person, he had mental problems, and he had a good chat for a while, it was too much of a play.

It didn't take long for Di Ling to shout, "Come here!"

After hearing this, the writing department hurriedly ran in the direction from which the voice came.

Looking at the tightly closed sarcophagus in front of them, the two of them were full of sadness, thinking that on the day, Dapeng fought alone in the barren land in order to break off the queen for his partners, but finally ended up dying.

Now locked in this dark and cold sarcophagus, enduring the torture of loneliness and cold, even if it is just a soulless body, it can't help but make people feel a little sad!

The writing department stroked the sarcophagus and muttered, "Dapeng, good brother, we are here to take you home!"

"Alright, don't be pretentious, find a way to get this thing out of the way first. Di Ling pointed to the sarcophagus and said.

After hearing this, the writing department stood still and asked rhetorically, "Are you planning to make me an energy body...... Moving a coffin?"

Hearing this, Di Ling looked at the Writing Department with a disbelieving expression, and said in shock: "Then what do you mean?

"Hmm. The writing department didn't dare to look at him, and nodded weakly.

Di Ling pointed to the writing department hatefully, did not speak, and reluctantly began to practice.

I saw that his eyes changed, and with a wave of his big hand, the dense fog that filled the house was like a dragon entering the sea, and under the command of Di Ling, he roared and crashed into the sarcophagus in front of him!