The black beauty skied through the fog in the half-poured moonlight, sometimes slowly, as if frozen time, and then took two quick steps, tiptoe a few ripples on Surabaya. She suddenly turned into a finless porpoise again, leaping out of the water and spinning continuously in the air, tearing through the fog like a tornado. Upon landing, several more spinning jumps followed, each of which pierced through the fog at a rapid pace, leaving one tornado after another. These tornadoes tore at, swept and crushed the fog. It's just that the fog is too big and too thick, and no matter how she drives it away, it never dissipates. The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the fog is thicker when the branches are broken. It was as if she had burned out her life, and she was no longer powerless to drive away the fog. Gorgeous to the extreme, but to the plain, at this moment she braked quietly, like a water strider lying on the surface of the lake, drifting with the wind. She picked up the falling flowers in the water, raised her right leg high, and slid backwards. She was overwhelmed by the fog and disappeared for a long time.

"What about people?" "Guanyue Shichiro looked very nervous, could she not get rid of the fog and gave up?

She didn't. The fog was rolling, and she fought through the fog.

"Xiaobai, helping others is the foundation of happiness, let's help her. ”

Shichiro said to Xiaobai.

"Blackie, even if it's a youkai, has pure desires. ”

Shichiro turned back and explained to Blackie.

"You, her wish is so pure and so magical, even if she is a demon, we should help her. ”

Guanyue Qilang frowned, took off his clothes, and squatted down. The ten fingers infected by the Black Death were still black and numb, and Shichiro reluctantly picked up the fine sand on the ground and put it on Luo Yi. In the end, the black and white phoenixes each held the corner of Luo Yi and flew up. They carried a large bag of fine sand in their mouths, flew above the white clouds, flew to the top of the sky, and sprinkled it against the thick fog. The fine sand acts as a coagulant, and small fog droplets continue to condense and converge around the fine sand, and the dense fog finally turns into rain and falls to the ground. Heaven and earth were clear in an instant.

The moonlight completely lit up Surabaya, leaving only a little remnant of clouds and mist wandering on the river. The sudden rain drenched the black beauty, and the raindrops slid down her cheeks, which were extremely crystalline. The black beauty twisted her wet moth eyebrows: "It's too much!

She thought the fog was playing tricks on her. Aim for the remaining clouds and mist.

A look up, a hunting look. Cover your face, and the evil spirit cannot be revealed. She lowered her body and slipped backwards with her crossed legs, dragging a flood of water and moon, and her right leg arched slightly, sliding sideways to the right, stirring up a thousand layers of wind and waves. She leaned back, her arms outstretching to embrace the vastness of the starry sky. She turned sharply in place, and her top-like figure transformed into a black peony, and as her posture changed, the peony flower gradually broke buds, spread petals, spit stamens, and bloomed, and the water under her feet was turbulent, a green color.

The residual fog finally dissipated, the moonlight was brighter, and Surabaya was clearer. Her requiem dance came to an abrupt halt in the momentum of the rainbow, and the sweat had already soaked through the sleeves of her clothes. Qilang Guanyue, who witnessed the beauty driving the fog throughout the whole process, had to swallow his saliva, and once again sincerely admired: "The world is so wonderful——!" continued to think: How did she glide on the water?