Chapter 232: Out of the White Mist
Beyond the white mist, on the grass that had just entered this space, where the thatched hut was located, by the waterhole, and in front of the white mist, there were figures at this time.
Among these people, except for the person standing on the grass who had just entered this space, the others were more or less injured, and their faces were slightly pale. Obviously, the injured people had already fought with the spirit fox, and they were all injured by it.
However, although the faces of these people were pale, there was a faint hint of excitement on their faces. It seems that they have all guessed what it means to enter this space.
Interestingly, these people all saw the existence of other people, but none of them provoked trouble to provoke others. No one wastes time and energy at this time.
All of them had entered the hut and seen the map that had been left in it, and each of them had found their destination on the map. And they all picked up speed and moved quickly towards that goal.
Behind Fang Yan, there were more than a dozen people who had entered the hut. And among these dozen people, the other six disciples of Lingqing Palace and Qingyun Peak were also among them, and three of them even happened to meet. Among these three people, two were disciples of Lingqing Palace, and one was a disciple of Qingyun Peak.
If they hadn't entered this space and seen that map, with such a disparity in strength, this disciple of Qingyun Peak would probably be more than lucky. However, after seeing the map, and after learning that there were several people in front of them, the two sides were very tacitly agreed that they did not choose to make a move, and walked away silently.
Outside the hut, a middle-aged man stood quietly by the waterhole, staring thoughtfully at the water in front of him, as if thinking about something. It's just that looking at the bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, you can know that in the fight with the spirit fox, he seems to have suffered a lot of injuries.
At this time, he had just teleported out of the hut, but he was in no hurry to leave. Of course, at this time, he was not worried that he would be attacked by that spirit fox again. After he entered this space, although he saw many people die under the claws of the spirit fox, he also saw no two or three people enter the hut alive. Not only that, but he also saw the two or three people go forward, and the spirit fox didn't bother them anymore.
"Whoosh!"
Half an hour later, a slight wind suddenly sounded, and dozens of feet behind the middle-aged man, a blue-shirted young man appeared out of thin air and was teleported out of the hut.
The middle-aged man glanced back, and after seeing that the other party's strength was similar to his own, he raised his leg and walked over.
"This friend, you should have seen the map in the hut too, right?" The middle-aged man asked from a distance before he approached the blue-shirted youth.
The blue-shirted young man was slightly startled, glanced back cautiously, and only secretly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the other party's strength was not above his own, and replied vigilantly: "Your Excellency, what do you mean by this?" Naturally, I saw the map. β
"I wonder if you want to enter the area shown on this map?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile as he stood still three feet away from him.
The blue-shirted young man narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the middle-aged man without saying a word.
"Your Excellency, don't worry, I'm not disgusting, I just want to find a helper to move forward with you." Looking at the appearance of the blue-shirted young man, the middle-aged man didn't know what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency must have also seen that among the few people who have the ability to enter this hut, only the two of us are the strength of the mid-term." β
"Not bad." The blue-shirted boy nodded slightly.
"Then you should have also seen that among those people with late-stage strength, there are also disciples under the Lingqing Palace and Qingyun Peak, do you think you can compete with them?"
"Naturally, it is impossible to fight." The blue-shirted young man shook his head without hesitation, and said, "But, even if you and I go together, do you think that if we meet these people, we will be their opponents?" β
"At the very least, it's safer than being alone." The middle-aged man said.
"Not necessarily." The blue-shirted young man smiled and said, "You and I don't know each other, if we walk together, we also need to be wary of each other, and it is more exhausting than being alone." β
The middle-aged man smiled faintly, he didn't seem to care about the words of the blue-shirted young man, and said, "I don't think you and I will break this camp until we meet the treasure that I like, right?" After all, you and I risked our lives to enter this valley just to get some Yuan Stones, right? If it's really to get some vitality, why would you and I venture into this valley? It can also be snatched outside the valley. β
The blue-shirted young man glanced at the middle-aged man and didn't say anything more, but his eyes kept turning, as if he was weighing the risk of this partnership.
"If I hadn't cherished my life, I wouldn't have chosen to go together." Seeing that the blue-shirted young man was silent, the middle-aged man said again: "I don't think it's naΓ―ve to think that reaching the area pointed out in that map will be unimpeded, right?" β
The blue-shirted young man nodded thoughtfully and said, "Since that's the case, then let's go together." β
"Just what I want." Seeing that the blue-shirted young man agreed, the middle-aged man also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he were to be left alone to find the area shown on the map, he really didn't have much confidence.
Next, the two discussed some more details, and then walked towards the distance.
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Fang Yan walked briskly in the white mist, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn. All in all, it had been almost a day since he had entered this white mist. In one day, he walked at least 100 miles. However, this white fog seems to have no end, and there is no end to it.
Looking at the white mist in front of him, Fang Yan couldn't help but feel a little anxious, the map was just a simple map, and nothing was marked, so he didn't even have a reference target. He couldn't help but wonder if he had accidentally gone in the wrong direction.
However, doubt to doubt, he still walked in the direction he had identified. What made him feel slightly relieved was that after naturally killing the jet-black spirit beast, he didn't encounter any attacks, which saved him a lot of trouble.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the tongue that was walking briskly stopped abruptly and listened intently to the surroundings. After a few moments, his god became a little solemn.
Right in front of him, there was a strange noise.
"Monsters?" This is the first reaction of the dialect when it hears an abnormal noise. However, he waited in place for a quarter of an hour, and was not attacked by any kind, but the strange noise in his ears continued.
Fang Yan glanced ahead, gritted his teeth, and took a cautious step.
Half an hour later, his eyes lit up. The line of sight widened, and the white mist suddenly disappeared without a trace.