At this time, Wu Dazhuang was pressed to the ground, his clothes were in tatters, his face was also bruised alternately, his eyes were swollen like steamed buns, and a person sat on him, his two arms were twisted behind his back, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hehe, compete with you?" Di Zhong laughed shamefully, "I want the master to do it, but the master doesn't have that time yet!

After speaking, Di Zhong stood up, kicked Wu Dazhuang twice, raised his head and saw that the people around him were still unmoved, his face sank, "Didn't you hear? Put down the dew and get out of the way!"

The surrounding disciples, you look at me, I look at you, and finally had to take out the dew and put it on the ground, ready to leave.

Although the number of them combined is more than that of the people in the middle of the house, they can't stand that the father of the family is a deacon of the outer gate, and if they want to resist, they will definitely have no good fruit to eat afterwards, so they can only consider themselves unlucky.

"Well, what's the matter? What's the fog?" Someone suddenly exclaimed, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see a white mist floating towards them behind them.

The scope of this white fog is getting bigger and thicker, and it seems unusually sudden in the middle of this sunny day.

When he heard the exclamation, he turned to look, and at this look, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Haha...... If you don't let the master go, today's task must be the first to be completed!"

When there is fog, it is easy to produce dew, and all the disciples present know very well that they want to collect dew when they look at such a thick fog, but when they hear the words of the bell bell, they are so angry that they only roll their eyes, but this person really can't afford to provoke them, and they will repay it, so they can only sigh and leave with a sigh.

But the fog spread too fast, and as soon as they walked out, they were wrapped in a thick fog, and those who were close could still see a vague figure at first, but as the fog worsened, in the end there was only a white expanse in front of them.

"Haha...... Great!" Some of the disciples shouted with joy, and there was a thick fog blocking it, and even if the people of the bell tried to drive them away, they could not find anyone, so they scattered one after another, quietly found a hidden place, and began to collect dew.

The dense fog that appeared for no reason was caused by Tu Ming.

Because of the anger of detachment, the martial soul in the body exuded a strange aura, and the diffusion of this aura affected the condensation grass on the ground, making them have some characteristics of the martial soul, and the moisture in the air was gathered, and finally the scale became larger and larger, forming a large cloud of dense fog.

Tu Ming, who wanted to rush over and fight with Di Zhong and the others, also noticed the fog that appeared, and he didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that it was because of the change in the weather, but after walking two steps, he found that he could sense the situation in the dense fog, which made him can't help but stop.

With this induction, he knew that these white mist were completely generated by the condensation grass on the ground under the influence of the martial soul in his body, and he could also sense the nearby situation by relying on the condensation grass on the ground, so he immediately changed his next action.

"Hmph! I want to snatch the dew of Da Zhuang, I will let you steal chickens and rice, and let you taste the taste of being bullied!" Tu Ming's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he looked around, and circled around this area.

Everywhere he walked, the condensation grass seemed to be stimulated with all its vitality, and the moisture in the air gathered towards this place, and soon the area was enveloped in a thick white mist, while the rest of the place was still sunny and clear.

Wu Dazhuang was beaten on the ground and couldn't get up, seeing this thick white mist, he didn't want to miss the opportunity like this, so he took out a medicine bottle from his arms tremblingly, lay on the ground and began to collect it little by little.

"Da Zhuang ......" Tu Ming covered the entire area with a thick fog, and finally relied on induction to find Wu Dazhuang, seeing that he was still dragging his injured body to collect dew, he couldn't help but have a sour nose, shouted, and his throat seemed to be stuck in something and he couldn't speak.

"Ahh

"Huh......" Tu Ming let out a long breath and squatted down with his back to Wu Dazhuang, "Come up, I'll carry you out!"

"Go out, what are you going out for? It's such a thick fog, hurry up and collect dew to complete the task!" Wu Dazhuang was anxious when he heard it.

"Come up!" Tu Ming turned to Wu Dazhuang and roared angrily, "You're fucking injured like this, what other tasks are you going to complete?" Come on, I'll help you complete your task!"

"You...... I ......" Wu Dazhuang saw that Tu Ming's eyes were red, and his hair was about to stand up, so he said a few words, so he had to listen to his words and was carried away from here.

"Open your mouth!" Tu Ming carried Wu Dazhuang to the stone platform on the edge of the cliff, took out a bottle of dew containing purple gas, and forced Wu Dazhuang to drink it.

The dew containing purple gas can wash the muscles and cut the marrow, of course, it also has the miraculous effect of recovering the injury, and there is no problem at all in restoring Wu Dazhuang's injury.

"Woo...... What the...... "Wu Dazhuang was poured a bottle of dew, struggled twice, and was suddenly stunned.

"Hurry up and absorb it, this is a good thing, it's a waste to see if I don't kill you!" After Tu Ming finished speaking, he saw that Wu Dazhuang closed his eyes, and he didn't stay any longer, and returned to the cliff.

The fog was still there, covering a large area, and there were bursts of exclamations from time to time.

The outer disciples who were collecting dew inside were surprised one by one, they found that the dew condensed in the mist-shrouded condensation grass was very fast, and it often regathered in less than a quarter of an hour after the collection, and the quality was much better than the previous collection, so they couldn't help but be excited.

The collection speed is fast and the quality is high, and you don't need to move your position to collect it all the time, and at this speed, it is not difficult to complete the task of the sect at all.

Listening to the exclamations coming from the thick fog, a sneer appeared on Tu Ming's face.

Not only did he hate the gang of Bells, but he also didn't have a good impression of the onlookers, and even some of them had been sneering at him before, how could he let them collect dew.

"Let's make you happy for a while!" Tu Ming sneered, and in a flash, he plunged into the thick fog.

"Haha...... It's fucking good, I've collected two bottles in such a short time, you all fucking work hard!" Bell lay on a long stone, crossed Erlang's legs, and kept yelling at the thick fog.

"I wonder if the rest of the place is the same as this place, if it appears here, then ......" Thinking of this, the bell sat up from the stone suddenly, "Erpi, come here!"

"Okay!" echoed the sound in the thick fog, and soon a thin disciple walked over quickly, "Childe, do you have something to do with me?"

"Well, Erpi, go up the mountain and take a look, are other places as much fog as here, you have to go and come back quickly, you know?"

"Hey, I'll go right away!" said that, Erpi walked quickly towards the mist.

"If there is no fog anywhere else, but here, then I can sell dew!" ahahaha...... "Bell laughed excitedly at the thought of his smugness.