"This is the third one of the day, right?"

With a passively triggered critical hit, coupled with Hu Siming's additional active critical hit, the damage of more than a thousand was dealt in a second, and the red mist ghost that was once hidden next to the blacksmith shop was instantly killed by super high damage. After getting its drop, Hu Siming looked up at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was just before three o'clock in the afternoon.

Looks like I'm really lucky today, and if I try hard, I might be able to catch another one.

After pausing for a moment, watching his health and mana quickly recover under the effect of the Ball of Toughness, Hu Siming continued along the ruined alley. This was the eighth day he had entered the Red Mist Ruins, and the previous week's hunting had allowed him to figure out the terrain of this small half of the area, and he was also familiar with the situation of monsters. The progress of hunting the Red Mist Ghost is also steady at an average of two per day. Until today, a small outbreak has finally ushered in.

If it is Shun Lì, maybe you can gather twenty crystals of the Red Mist Ghost today.

With this as the motivation, Hu Siming was full of energy, stepping on the rubble and rubble to the end of this alley, which was the only T-junction nearby. Further on, it was an area that Hu Siming hadn't explored in the past week, so his pace was relatively slow.

Just as he was about to emerge, footsteps could be heard in the distance on the left side of the T-junction.

The footsteps were slight, and there was more than one. Since there was no other sound, the team should have been more cautious. Hu Siming didn't have the idea of communicating with them in the past, and quickly went around to the side of the ruins and hid. With his current ability, he deliberately restrained his aura, unless the person who came was a senior master with more than 100 attributes, it would be difficult to find him.

Ten seconds later, a team of four passed through his hideout, unaware of anything unusual.

After they had gone far, Hu Siming emerged from his hiding place, carefully observed the neighborhood, and continued along the original route.

The reason why we want to deliberately avoid other students is nothing more than a cautious consideration. In case the person who encountered it happens to have something to do with the panda wine fairy Wang Hongyang, or inadvertently leaks it through other channels, it is still possible to cause him trouble. After all, when he and Xu Guang initiated a remote communication exchange last night, he learned that Panda Brewmaster and his two henchmen had disappeared since a week ago and had not appeared until now.

The time when Hu Siming entered the ruins of the red mist happened to be a week. If there is no coincidence between the two, it is really a death to him, and he doesn't believe it.

It was precisely because of this piece of information that Hu Siming was sure that the panda wine fairy had really ambushed him around the ruins of the red mist for a whole week. While couldn't help but laugh at him for his vain efforts, Hu Siming also admired this guy to some extent. When you can't get any useful information, you can still be patient for a week. If you change a few people with poor patience, I guess this will be a long time ago depressed and crazy, right?

What Hu Siming didn't know was that when he was thinking so, Wang Hongyang was really going crazy.

It's a whole week!

He and his teammates stood near the entrance to the ruins, and no matter what means they used, they couldn't find Hu Siming. But from other sources, Wang Hongyang confirmed that Hu Siming was indeed not elsewhere. After being in school for so many years, Wang Hongyang has not only dealt with a tricky enemy, but this is the first time he has encountered such a contradictory situation.

"That guy Hu Siming must still be in the ruins of the red mist!"

After dozens of turns back and forth, Wang Hongyang still confirmed this inference. As for why he couldn't be blocked near the entrance......

Could it be that Hu Siming has been hiding in the ruins of the red mist and has never come out?

Wang Hongyang is not stupid, and after a week of guarding, he finally thought of this point. The problem is, they probably discussed it a few days ago. In the ruins of the red mist, there is indeed a safe point that can isolate the red mist, and Wang Hongyang believes that Hu Siming also knows it. But in the past week, there have been no eyesightings of Hu Simin from anyone who has been to the safe spot.

Since he wasn't at that only safe spot, where the hell was the kid?

Although he guessed Hu Siming's movements, Wang Hongyang couldn't think of how he did it, so he was very troubled. However, he also knew that he could not continue to squat in vain like this. Since you can't figure it out, you just don't think about it. It doesn't matter what the enemy does, you just need to do it according to your own plan.

Noon the next day!

Since he had made up his mind, this time he did not hesitate to wait with his teammates. As soon as the tide of red mist receded, the fog of trickery was turned on, and the crowd crept into the ruins. Along the way, they avoided almost all possible battles and headed straight for the depths of the ruins of the Red Mist.

It was the deepest area they had ever traveled to when they came in on an adventure this time last year.

I don't know that thousands of years ago, the arcane empire's patrol air regiment and thousands of war airships fell here en masse. Most of them were destroyed by explosions and falls. But there are still many that have survived time and barely retained their rough outline. It can be said that the steel graveyard of this war airship is the area with the strongest red mist tide in the entire area, and it is one of the sources!

Over the millennium, the red mist tide has formed a steady circulation here.

But this cycle is subtle and can be broken!

It took almost an hour for Wang Hongyang to revisit his hometown with his teammates and run all the way here. Even though it's one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is still in full swing, and the place is still shrouded in a thin red mist, which has not completely faded. Fortunately, the fog is much less lethal than usual, at best only slightly stronger than the lightning shield.

With the strength of a hero, combined with means such as recovery potions, it is no problem to forcibly break in and take a walk.

Asking his teammates to wait here, Wang Hongyang poured a bottle of slow recovery elixir in advance and plunged headlong into the red mist. Almost immediately, the mist surrounding him brought a strong toxin, causing his blood volume to continue to drop, and there was a sharp pain all over his body, but Wang Hongyang held back.

Follow the route of your memory, weave your way through the corroded steel, and finally get into a half-baked airship.

Although only a part of this large war airship remains, the energy and power systems of the past are still largely intact. After recalling the terrible scene he experienced last year, Wang Hongyang couldn't help but hold his breath and crept in. With minimal movement, an alchemy bomb was placed in it - it could be automatically detonated after an hour, or it could be remotely controlled by Wang Hongyang to explode in advance.

A butterfly flapping its wings can cause a storm thousands of miles away.

And the power of an alchemy bomb is much more powerful than a butterfly flapping its wings! Once the bomb is detonated next to this critical power system, the originally calm and fragile red mist circulation will be quickly broken. Even if only one of them goes wrong, the balance of the entire red mist tide will be completely disrupted, and eventually the tide will break out early.

You must know that Wang Hongyang's preset detonation time is 2 o'clock in the afternoon!

This time has always been considered an absolutely safe time by the students who come in to take risks. It would take at least another half an hour, or even more than an hour, for the expedition students to consider retreating. The sudden outbreak of the red mist tide at this point in time will definitely catch everyone off guard. Unless one is extremely lucky enough to be able to run out of the rubble in two or three minutes, or to hide in the only safe spot, death is assured!

More than 100 points per second of poison, no joke!

After finally confirming the arrangement, Wang Hongyang showed a hideous smile on the corner of his mouth, carefully retreated along the original road, and then immediately ran away with his teammates at full speed.

In an hour, he and his teammates will be able to enjoy a catastrophe at the entrance of the ruins!

I just don't know, how many people will accompany Hu Siming to the funeral? If you can bring in some big people, it will be worth it if that guy dies.

"It's a shame......"

The galloping bone bow couldn't help but glance back. If it weren't for the fact that the red mist was really terrifying, they would simply want to use this to do business. After all, at least the people who can come here are heroes, and no matter how poor they are, they can squeeze out a lot of good things. It's a pity that after a person has been dead for a long time, the fallen True Name Key will be re-transformed into energy and integrated into the cycle of heaven and earth, and there is no way to wait for the red mist tide to calm down again the next day.

Thinking that dozens of real name keys would be wasted if it was not good, Wang Hongyang was also like a bone bow, and he felt sorry in his heart.

However, as long as you can kill Hu Siming and make that guy suffer a big loss, this qiē is worth it!

.........

The third Red Mist Wraith!

After staying here for a week, Hu Siming was already very familiar with the hidden aura of the Red Mist Ghost. Basically, as long as you get close to within 15 meters, you can detect it 100%. When he found it again, Hu Siming couldn't help cheering, drew his sword and killed it.

These two days are really his lucky days!

Yesterday's abundant loot once made Hu Siming think that he had run out of good luck. Who would have thought that today's luck seems to be in no way inferior to yesterday's. Aside from the lucky day, Hu Siming couldn't think of any other way to explain it. It's just that just when he skillfully controlled the rhythm of attacks and movements, and pressed the red mist ghost to lose his temper completely, the depths of the red mist ruins, at the end of the horizon, suddenly came a little abnormal movement.

In the first ten seconds, Hu Siming didn't care too much, but hurriedly killed the fourth prey. But soon, that strange sense of crisis became stronger and stronger. When Hu Siming finally realized that something important had happened that could not be ignored, a red light flashed at the end of his sight.

The whistling sound of violent fluctuations in the air was also faintly heard.

In the past week, Hu Siming could see this scene at four o'clock in the afternoon, and he was already very familiar with it: it was clearly the scene of the red fog rising tide!

But how is this possible?

Obviously, after four o'clock in the afternoon every day, the red fog tide will come back again. It's only a little over two o'clock, why did the red mist tide suddenly trigger?

At that moment, Hu Siming's face turned pale.