"You ......" Lan Bingxia suddenly opened his eyes.

Jiang Yue smiled: "Fat people, they are just spiritual bodies, and they will dissipate sooner or later, but didn't you leave them just to nourish that person?" ”

"The fat man's story actually has a certain credibility, after all, you really have a monster with gills here." Jiang Shiyue said: "The eight people who disappeared were probably eaten by him?" But he must have eaten a lot of people, at least there are more than eight dark shadows I have seen in the fog......"

As soon as her words fell, a burst of fishy wind suddenly rushed over, and Jiang Shiyue's hair was deflected, avoiding this burst of fishy air.

At this time, a man appeared in front of them.

He was very young, his eyes were scarlet staring at her on the other side, although his eyes were scarlet, but they were very good-looking, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his lips were beautiful, but his hair rose with a large movement, and the hair covering his cheeks instantly rose.

There are gills on his cheeks!

The pale red gills are at the junction of the neck and cheeks, and the blood vessels are extremely hideous.

This should be what everyone calls Dong Ze.

He gasped like a predatory beast, ready to wait for his prey.

"Dong Ze!" Lan Bingxia on the side stood up violently, and after an exclamation, her body suddenly miraculously lengthened, and her bones stretched inch by inch.

The contour of the facial features from the eyebrows to the chin has become bright and distinct from childishness to visible speed with the naked eye, and the originally petite person has completely become tall.

There was no wind, but the pale blue hair was slightly floating, and it was difficult to describe the beauty of this color in words.

It's like the clearest blue in the world.

With a beautiful luster like moonlight.

It was as if it was a fluorescent flicker permeating a pearl.

Her skin was unusually white, the sickly color of not seeing sunlight all year round.

Her eyes were also blue, the same as her hair, the color of the deep sea, the color of the sky.

The merman was wearing a moon-white robe with slender limbs, and she looked at Jiang October.

Like the mud bodhisattva in the temple, there is no sorrow or joy, with that kind of compassion.

With a wave of her hand, there were suddenly layers of mist, surging wildly towards here.

A large cloud of fog instantly surrounded Jiang October.

At this time, the fog is thick and there is no way to retreat.

Jiang Shiyue turned his head to glance at Fu Qinghan, and she stood in front of him silently.

Fu Qinghan stood behind Jiang Yueyue, looking at the delicate figure in front of him with an unpredictable expression.

And the whole resort has been surrounded by this vast sea fog, and the road ahead is long, and nothing can be seen clearly.

Jiang Yue released his spiritual power, wave after wave like ripples on the surface of the lake, and quietly covered this place.

This sea fog is damp and cold, and it seems to be like a pain that can penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

Jiang Yue held his breath and let his five senses perceive the direction of the merman and Dong Ze through the wet and cold sea fog.

Fu Qinghan was silent, at this time, he had to do this to avoid becoming a drag on Jiang October.

Well, Fu Qinghan is still a little congested.

But what he didn't know was that his side had quietly changed.

The extremely dense and imperceptible spiritual power automatically formed a protective shield at this time.

not only wrapped him inside, but also included Jiang October in front.