Luo Yue's voice was hoarse, and his steps began to be unsteady when he entered this white mist, and Yi Mochen opened his mouth weakly.

"Yue'er, take a break!"

Luo Yue was afraid that it would be difficult to put down Yi Mochen and carry it, so he replied: "It's okay, I'm not tired." Do you see, the white fog over there has faded a lot. This sentence may be comforting, but it is true in the eyes of the two.

Luo Yue walked on thin ice, the white mist here was not so soft, but every step was like fire, Luo Yue only felt that his feet were already skinless, and he did not show the slightest abnormality.

Neither of them wanted to worry about the other, so they chose the most relaxed way to get along. Yi Mochen vomited blood for the second time, and he was no longer wet Luo Yue's clothes.

The blood of the droplets dripped directly into the white mist, and the white mist seemed to devour his blood, leaving no trace.

Luo Yue finally stood up and asked in a low voice, "Mo Chen, are you okay?"

Yi Mochen buried his lips in Luo Yue's hair, and the good smell of soaphorn made him feel a lot more comfortable.

"I'm fine! We will definitely go out, and we will be safe! ”

The heat on the tip of Yi Mochen's nose sprayed on the back of Luo Yue's neck, itchy, but Luo Yue felt extremely happy.

Because Yi Mochen's body temperature began to warm up when he stepped into this unusual white mist, and his breath stabilized.

Luo Yue endured the pain in the soles of her feet and continued to walk forward. They didn't know how long they had been walking, but she could faintly hear someone's voice, and the source of the sound was the one ahead.

She shouted happily, "We're here, we're here!" It was Li Xueying's voice.

Li Xueying's side continued to call her name as if she hadn't heard Luo Yue's voice. Luo Yue could only keep responding, ignoring the pain and the hardships of carrying weight, and trotted forward.

Only then did she realize that her body was much more sensitive, the heat under her feet was no longer as painful as before, and she felt a steady stream of power pouring in from the soles of her feet.

She went from trotting to the speed of light, and all she could hear was the whirring of the wind. She was like a white light passing through the white mist, and the white mist slowly changed color as she ran.

Luo Yue ran too fast, and he didn't notice the change here at all. The white mist had turned blood-red, and lightning pierced the sky from the bottom of the white mist, which was very abrupt and dazzling.

Luo Yue was struck by a bolt of lightning, and he only felt that his body was light, and he flew away. Her movements were very fast, and she immediately untied Yi Mochen from her waist, and fell out of the crimson mist.

The feeling of falling made her a little anxious, and she clutched at the crimson mist around her in a panic. As soon as her hand touched the mist, black smoke came out, her hand was like cracked bark, and there was a flame burning endlessly in her palm.

"Ahh Luo Yue's hand was like a hundred ants biting, and his limbs were trembling in pain. Her white undershirt was completely turned to ashes, her body was wrapped in flames, and she was incinerated from flesh to bone.

Luo Yue was still worried about Yi Mochen, and used her last strength to break free, except for falling, she couldn't grasp any straw.

Luo Yue didn't pass out, she couldn't close her eyes. In the pain, she finally saw Yi Mochen, his limbs did not move, and he rushed towards him like an arrow from a string.

His body was not on fire, but it was like a thousand knives, and there was not a single intact place. Luo Yue stretched out his hands and caught Yi Mochen, and when his blood soaked her body, the scorching flames disappeared in an instant.

And she stood naked like a rakshasa - her naked body stood up, and Yi Mochen in her arms had lost her life, leaving only a body of scars.

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