Chapter 42: Choosing in the Mist

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In the white mist, there seemed to be a magical special ability to cover the divine sense, and as soon as the god of death entered the white mist, he immediately lost Fang Mingwei's figure. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info It's just that he didn't panic, he opened a treasure on his body, and suddenly there was a white protective shield around his body He didn't notice it, Fang Mingwei, who was not far from him, was looking at him in surprise.

Before Fang Mingwei entered the white mist, he had arranged everything properly, but to be honest, he didn't have much affection for the god of death in his heart. If it weren't for his coercion with his surname, Fang Mingwei would definitely not have entered the white mist, so he rushed into the white mist as if he was angry, but he didn't want to get too close to the god of death.

But what I didn't expect was that as soon as the Grim Reaper entered the white mist, he suddenly seemed to be a person who had lost his eyes and ears, and he couldn't distinguish things inside.

At first, he was obviously sneaking downward, but somehow, he turned a corner halfway through, headed to the side, and after a few moments, he turned again. After half a ring, Fang Mingwei finally understood that he had not only lost his direction, but even didn't know his direction.

If no one takes him out, then the biggest possibility is that he will be lost in the white fog forever and will never be able to get out again.

Slapped his head in annoyance, Fang Mingwei couldn't wait to slap himself a few times.

If I had known this, what nerves did I have just had on it? I want to say those things that have no way back.

Now Filmington must have believed the lies they had made up temporarily, and if they got out like this without finding anything, then they would never think of raising their heads in front of others again in this life.

The cause of all this evil result was the death god in front of him, who was struggling in the white mist, as soon as he saw him, Fang Mingwei was suddenly born of evil, and he wanted to break his body into pieces.

Stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it on the identity ring, if he took advantage of this rare opportunity to release the mecha and monsters in the ring, then Fang Mingwei was one hundred percent sure that he would definitely be able to kill the god of death here.

However, just as Fang Mingwei was about to make a move, his spiritual consciousness accidentally drifted through the mysterious big pit in the fog.

Gritting his teeth, Fang Mingwei finally gave up the idea of killing each other. Since going to the monster's lair is already inevitable, how can the god of death's causal supreme strength not take advantage of it.

With a long sigh, all this is fate. If he directly agreed to the Grim Reaper, then as long as he jumped off the white mist with him, he would become a fish on the anvil and be at his mercy. As long as he is dealt with, and then he returns to the base, wouldn't it be all right. I had no choice but to think too much about it for a while, and I didn't expect that in the end, I would lift a stone and hit my feet, and I regretted it.

With a thick white mist under his feet, he touched in the direction of the Grim Reaper. I don't know what these white mist are made of, and when I step on it, although it is soft, it is enough to support the weight of a person. This is also the reason why the Grim Reaper Grass can't feel like it's still in mid-air.

As soon as Fang Mingwei entered the white mist, he opened his beast treasure protective shield, and at this moment, he approached the side of the Death Reaper Caocao, and when he looked closely, he was suddenly amazed.

Unexpectedly, this old guy also has a lot of good treasures on his body, it turns out that the white shield on his body is exactly the same as the beast treasure shield on his body. Needless to say, this is definitely not a personal shield made by a high-level civilized country, but a beast treasure shield from the ruins.

After rummaging through the identity ring for a long time, he found an iron rod that he didn't know what to do, and used it to gently poke it twice at the protective shield of the Grim Reaper.

The Grim Reaper immediately turned around and opened a bit of the shield, allowing the iron rod to reach in. After a moment's hesitation, he grabbed the iron rod and walked slowly in the direction it was carrying.

Since every foot in the white fog is like stepping in a boundless mass of cotton, so the Grim Reaper has long been completely lost, and now that there is an iron rod in front of him, which is equivalent to a life-saving straw caught by a drowning person, no matter whether this straw is a life-saving guy or not, he always grabs his hand first.

Fang Mingwei led him down slowly, and he was about to reach the bottom of the pit. Suddenly, Fang Mingwei's footsteps stopped, and he was surprised and inexplicably sensed that there was a very familiar feeling on the side of the hole below. If he is not mistaken, it is Shi Sheng who left him inexplicably.

This discovery was not trivial, Fang Mingwei immediately loosened the iron rod, and crawled in the direction of Shi Sheng with both hands and feet.

The Grim Reaper was suddenly depressed, because he found that the iron rod that had been holding the direction had lost control, which meant that the person on the other side had given up on the iron rod.

In an instant, countless thoughts flooded through his heart, and in just a few breaths, he had applied infinite accidents to the guide. It's just that no matter how he guessed, he would never have imagined that Fang Mingwei would become so out of shape after seeing Shi Sheng again.

The place where Shi Sheng was was already the white mist was close to the edge of the stone wall, and although its shape at the moment was still a round basin, the edge had been sharpened. The narrow, blade-like corner was deeply embedded in the stone wall.

Fang Mingwei stretched out his palm and gently touched Shi Sheng's body surface, and he was surprised to find that the place where his palm touched it was actually soft.

Slightly surprised in his heart, with a little force, he actually pulled Shi Sheng out of the stone wall.

Frowning, Fang Mingwei really couldn't figure out why Shi Sheng would leave him. He carefully observed the mountain wall. A powerful spiritual consciousness searched carefully little by little.

The wall is unusually smooth and flat, unlike most rugged cliffs.

Faintly, Fang Mingwei seemed to feel as if he had seen this stone wall somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Suddenly, he felt a slight sinking on his shoulders, and Shi Sheng had already sat down where he liked to stay the most. Sensing the little guy's attachment to himself, Fang Mingwei's heart flashed, and he finally understood where he had seen this particularly smooth stone wall.

The last time I saw such a stone wall was in the stone life home on the planet Karim. If he remembered correctly, Shi Sheng was born in such a stone wall.

At this point, Fang Mingwei finally understood why Shi Sheng jumped off without even saying hello. It turned out that it had met a companion.

Patted it gently, it seems that it is too lonely.

Reaching out and groping for a moment on the stone wall, he seemed to faintly feel a thin crack. Perhaps, there will be a second stone life here.

With a slight movement in his heart, Fang Mingwei conveyed his thoughts to Shi Sheng: "Shi Sheng, is this your companion?" ”

The little one changed into a human head and began to nod his head constantly.

"Well, how long will it take for it to give birth."

Shi Sheng was dumbfounded for a moment, it seemed to think for a while, and made a big gesture with both hands.

"You mean a long, long time?" Fang Mingwei sighed and said, "Shi Sheng, we still have a lot of things to do outside, why don't we come back and see it when we take care of the things outside?" ”

Shi Sheng's attitude suddenly hesitated. Fang Mingwei hurriedly seduced: "Don't worry, it doesn't grow so quickly, if you want, then we will come over once a year, once it is born, you will become friends with it and never be separated." Of course, I'll have all the high-grade gems you need. ”

This method was obviously approved by the little guy, it squatted on Fang Mingwei's shoulder, looking back at the smooth stone wall step by step, the piety and attachment of the attitude made Fang Mingwei, who had deceived it, feel a little guilty in his heart.

When I walked to the place where I had lost the iron bar, I saw that the iron bar was still in the old place, and the other end of the iron bar was still in the hands of the Grim Reaper.

He secretly praised in his heart that this Lord Assassin had really calmed down, and he hadn't even moved for so long.

With one foot in the air, he finally walked out of this white fog of all evils.

As soon as Death Caocao's feet stepped on the ground, he immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, and he asked, "Fang Mingwei, can you see in the white mist?" ”

Fang Mingwei snorted angrily and said, "If you don't even have this skill, can I bring you out?" ”

The god of death hastily pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Actually, you could have killed me just now, even if you abandoned me there, it would be difficult for me to get out with my own strength." ”

Fang Mingwei snorted twice, although this old guy was a little cold, he was not quite unreasonable.

"Fang Mingwei, why didn't you come to kill me just now?" Death Hasa asked suddenly.

"I was restrained by you once, too." Fang Mingwei said very casually: "This time it can be regarded as repaying your retention." ”

The god of death looked at him quietly and said word by word: "No, I owe you this time." ”

With that, he turned his head and began to take a look at the environment.

(To be continued)