"Can you see through the fog?" She couldn't help but ask.

"I can't."

Ji Jiufang said.

But somehow, he could feel it.

Even the surprise in Liluo's heart, as well as many of Liluo's thoughts, he could faintly feel it.

I went a little further, and the "fog" was heavier.

Liluo looked up again, and found that he couldn't even see Ji Jiufang's neck, and couldn't help but shrink into his arms a little nervously.

Ji Jiufang was stunned for a moment, and then hugged the person tighter.

I don't know how long I walked, and Liluo finally couldn't help muttering:

"Seventy zhang isn't that far, is it?"

Although I don't know how far they have walked and whether they have kept going straight, but how many steps they have walked, they probably still have a number in their hearts: according to Lian'er's short legs, seventy zhang has to walk about seven hundred and seventy steps, and at most it is only eight hundred, but ......

If memory serves, they've walked more than two thousand steps.

"I'm afraid I can't tell the direction in the fog?"

She asked again.

only to find that Ji Jiufang's body stiffened.

And then stood there, not moving.

"How ......"

"Leaving the Yuan Sheng?"

The voice above his head was cold and fluttering.

He asked indifferently, his tone sounding calm and indifferent, but he could feel the shock in his heart, and - anger. Even the hand he was holding her was as cold as his tone.

"Why are you coming to my southern continent?"

In the thick fog, she seemed to hear a sneer.

"It's because Nanlu Shizi is enchanted, do you want to find out?" He said it again.

Liluo couldn't help but be frightened.

What happened?

Wasn't it okay just now, the two helped each other and helped each other to come here, why did they suddenly have such an attitude? And, how exactly did he know?

"Want to know how I know?" The cool tone was unwilling, coming down from the direction above his head, "I'm afraid you have forgotten, you carry the spirit on your body, and this happens to be the place where the ancient gods died." ”

The surroundings were filled with mist, all of which were the spiritual power of the ancient gods.

Spiritual power and spiritual spirit sense each other, and by the way, the memories and thoughts that have been separated are all integrated into spiritual power.

With each breath, Ji Jiufang could see some fragments.

At first, the clip was vague, but the longer she stayed here, the clearer it became, even as if it were happening right in front of her eyes—including the unspoken thoughts in her mind.

The stronger the spiritual power, the clearer he could see.

"That baby of the giant python turned out to be a ding."

Ji Jiufang said with a wry smile.

He wasn't interested in that ding, but that thing hooked him to Igni City and made him really care for a while. Later, the python died, and the matter passed, and he left it behind.

However, Monty Python ......

"Huh-"

Laughing at himself.

He finally knew that she had been going to raise her sword and kill herself that night.

After that, he came over, also because he was enchanted.

And she, as the Yuan Sage of the Lishi clan, just wants to find out and expose the "conspiracy" of Liyangzhuang.

Ji Jiufang's heart ached.

He froze and wanted to let go, but he was afraid of any danger in the thick fog, and he vaguely felt that if he really let go of his hand, he would never be able to find her again.

Liluo has been listening in a daze.

She didn't even dare to think about anything, because no matter what she thought, this spiritual power space would betray her unceremoniously.

"There's nothing I can't think about, I can't do anything to you anyway."

His laughter was already a little miserable.

It's just that through the fog in front of me, I can't see anything from the fall.