"It's never too late to go." Rong Xiubai grabbed her arm and didn't let her leave. "Let's take a look at the back."

After speaking, he forcibly pulled Qinghuan to the backyard.

"Hey, don't pull me, can you!" Qing Huan was very unwilling to scold, this guy is sick, his cultivation is higher than her, of course he is not afraid, but she is still a rookie, can you not toss her so much, her life is not easy!

As if he hadn't heard, Rong Xiubai kept pulling Qing Huan to the backyard before letting go of his hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Look here." Rong Xiubai clasped his hands on his chest and stared ahead.

"Here—"

I saw that I couldn't see the surroundings clearly, as if there was a layer of mist, and what was even stranger was that there was a sound coming from inside.

Qing Huan listened attentively, this was - the sound of someone washing clothes.

How can there be the sound of washing clothes in this place where no one lives, and this layer of fog outside, Mom! It's really haunted here! This person was sick and actually pulled her here, and it is estimated that he is not normal today.

Rong Xiubai's face was dark, this girl is also a cultivator, what kind of courage is still so small, and she wants to leave and escape.

"You have a spell to cultivate the root system of the water spirit, so it shouldn't be difficult to dispel this layer of mist."

He didn't have a water spirit root, so he couldn't get rid of the fog set up here.

It turns out that this is a man-made technique.

Qing Huan said hesitantly: "But there are unclean things in it." "If the fog clears and unclean objects escape, she won't be able to deal with it.

Rong Xiubai guessed what she was thinking, and replied angrily: "Don't worry, I will protect you." ”

"Then you have to be careful."

Qing Huan sniffed, and said with some reluctance in a weak voice.

She doesn't have any big ambitions and doesn't want to be a master, she is very life-sparing, people who have died once don't want to have another accident, if something happens again, even God will not be able to look past it, give you two lives and the result is short-lived, this person is too back!

In the midst of his thoughts, Rong Xiubai's face became darker, and for the first time, someone questioned his ability, and he really wondered what this girl was thinking in her head.

Qing Huan looked around, this layer of fog was somewhat similar to the one in her space, it was all using the water element in the air to complete the water spell illusion fog technique. In the eyes of people, there seems to be a layer of white fog in front of them, which obscures the scenery that cannot be seen clearly.

When she broke the technique in the space, it should be possible here.

Concentrate on the water element in your body and absorb the water vapor here.

But the vapour is gone, and the fog has lifted.

It's just that a fierce yin wind is coming, and Qing Huan just cast a spell to resist but was too late.

Rong Xiubai didn't know when there was an extra umbrella in his hand, the umbrella opened to block the gusts of yin wind, and then turned the umbrella a few times, and those yin winds were included in the umbrella. Qing Huan saw it at this moment, this person actually knew how to wind immortal arts, and sure enough, his cultivation was higher than her. And the butter umbrella in his hand, it's really powerful, it should be his magic weapon.

She was often ridiculed by the little fox in the space, and she didn't even have a decent magic weapon, let alone a magic weapon.

Rong Xiubai slowly made the umbrella smaller until it disappeared under Qing Huan's envious gaze.

"What kind of treasure are you?"

"You'll know later, look ahead."

Knocking on the door, you can't ask, Qing Huan turned around, and what caught her eyes was a new-looking house, much worse than the dilapidated appearance of the front yard, and what was even more strange was that there was an old grandmother under the eaves who was about sixty or seventy years old, with frosty white temples, very thin, and sitting there hunched over to wash clothes, no wonder there was the sound of washing clothes just now.