On the galloping road leading to the Western Desert King City outside Baisha City, the caravan where Shi Cheng and Wu Neng were located was slowly advancing in the dense fog of the early morning. Wu Neng lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the fog outside the car, and said to himself: "This kind of foggy day is really rare in this Gobi. ”

Yu Haiguang said with a smile: "This area is adjacent to the oasis, and there is no shortage of water like other places, and it is normal for there to be a heavy fog in the morning." ”

Wu Neng closed the curtain of the car, and when he turned his head, he found that Shi Cheng's face was a little solemn, so he hurriedly asked, "Old Shi, what's wrong with you?" ”

Since Shi Cheng and Wu Neng were both registered in Redwood City, since the two got into the caravan car, Wu Neng has been calling Shi Cheng Lao Shi in front of others. Shi Cheng is not yet thirty years old, but he is too lazy to care about what Wu Neng calls him, and occasionally he will call Wu Neng an old Wu, but when Wu Neng hears this title, he will always blow up.

At this time, Shi Cheng's face was a little serious, he was silent for a moment, and said in a somewhat unconvinced tone: "Something is not quite right, I always feel that there is something strange on this gallop road." ”

Yu Haiguang didn't take Shi Cheng's words to heart, he waved his hand and said: "Brother Shi is too worried, we have been walking this road for half a year, and we often encounter foggy days here, but as long as we slow down, we won't get lost if we walk along the avenue and road monuments." ”

Wu Neng also felt that Shi Cheng was a little bit of a soldier, but Shi Cheng was noncommittal, and the car was silent for a while.

In this silence, after the caravan had moved forward for about an hour, the fog on the road began to dissipate, and the speed of the caravan became faster and faster.

At this time, on the leading carriage, Zhang San, the coachman holding the reins in his hand, looked ahead, and said to the other coachman sitting next to him: "Lao Xu, we will change shifts in half an hour, are you not feeling well, why don't you say a word after getting in the car." ”

Zhang San felt very strange in his heart at this time, it was the first time he worked in a caravan with the coachman named Xu Fu next to him, although the two had no friendship, but in the days before arriving in Baisha City, Xu Fu's talkative still gave Zhang San a deep impression. But at this time, Xu Fu lowered the hat on his head, and he didn't say a word along the way, and seemed to be a little unwell.

Zhang San didn't think too much about it, seeing Xu Fu gently wave his hand, he turned his head back and continued to concentrate on driving the carriage forward. It is not uncommon for the caravan's driver to encounter some wind chill or something on the road, and now it seems that Xu Fu does not seem to need help, the fog has not completely cleared, and he still needs to concentrate on driving for now.

But after walking for a while, Zhang San suddenly found that the fog around him that was about to disperse suddenly began to thicken again.

"Damn, what's going on?" Zhang San muttered a little in his heart, "The caravan should be far away from the oasis, there is not even a small puddle nearby, how can there be such a big fog?" ”

Just as he was wondering, a voice suddenly came out of the thick fog, gently echoing in the fog, calling Zhang San's name.

Zhang San's scalp exploded, because he felt it, and the source of the sound was beside him.

Zhang San's mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make a sound. Many people think that people will shout when they are frightened, but sometimes, losing their voice is also a reflection of their hearts.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the road ahead was no longer clear, Zhang San touched Xu Fu beside him and wanted to call him up, but he was surprised to find that his right hand was empty.

"Where did Xu Fu go?" Zhang San's heart was in chaos, Xu Fu was lying next to him with his head bowed just now, but the blink of an eye suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

"Lao Xu, Lao Xu?" Zhang San shouted, but no one responded, and what made him shudder even more was that the passengers in the carriage didn't seem to hear their voices, Zhang San was completely panicked at this time, and he even began to wonder if the carriage behind him was empty.

Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore and immediately turned around to open the car door to take a look.

But what appeared in front of his eyes was a bloody light—two eyes as big as brass bells, the whites of the eyes and pupils covered with shiny red blood, to be exact, were facing his eyes. The face inlaid with this pair of terrifying eyeballs is not unfamiliar to Zhang San, because the owner of this face is his partner who has been driving together these days.

"Lao Zhang...... Were you looking for me just now? ”

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At this time, in the leading carriage of the caravan, Chen Lin, the leader of the entire caravan, was leaning on his seat and closing his eyes to recuperate, and just as he was about to fall asleep, the carriage suddenly increased its speed. He let out an "oops" and almost fell headlong in front of the car door.

Chen Lin cursed, and the two attendants who were in the same carriage with him hurriedly helped him up. Chen Lin got up and shouted angrily outside the car door: "How did you drive, did you only learn to control the horse on the first day?!" ”

However, no one answered him outside the door, and the carriage continued to run on the road. Chen Lin was worried that the carriage behind him would fall behind, so he scolded and pushed away the two entourages and stepped to the door and opened the door of the carriage.

Fountains, splendid fountains are being released at the front of the car, and unlike ordinary fountains, these "springs" are bright red. Red spring water spurted out wantonly from the neck of a headless corpse sitting at the front of the car, with a unique fishy smell, and slapped on Chen Lin's face with the oncoming wind. The clothes on the headless corpse were no stranger to Chen Lin, they were the clothes of his coachman Zhang San.

Fear covered Chen Lin's mind, just as he grew up and wanted to call for help, a tripping rope suddenly appeared in front of the carriage, two tall horses neighed, and in a blink of an eye, they were put to the ground by the tripping rope, and the whole carriage completely lost control and rolled directly on the galloping road.

The fog around was surprisingly thick, and the carriages behind couldn't see what was happening in front of them at all, and one by one they were stopped on the gallop by the carriages in front of them, and for a while, the whole caravan turned on their backs. The drivers struggled to get up from the overturned wagons, while the caravan men and escorts groaned in the deformed carriages.

But the uninvited "guests" who hid in the fog did not stop there, and arrows as dense as flying locusts shot from the fog on both sides of the road. Exclamations, screams, and wails came and went. After two rounds of arrows, countless corpses had fallen on the gallop.

Shi Cheng had already reacted when the carriage he was riding hit the car in front, and after the first arrow was shot into the carriage, he slapped his right hand sharply, blasted away the back carriage of the carriage, grabbed Wu Neng beside him, and the two of them turned out of the carriage together and lay down on the galloping road.

The arrows that came in carried a very strange black aura, although Shi Chengxiu was profound, but he didn't dare to hold up these strange arrows in the face of unknown circumstances.

Wu Neng's brain hadn't reacted yet, but Shi Cheng had already sensed the strangeness in the mist, and he had been secretly on guard in his heart. It's just that Rao was on guard for a long time, and he didn't expect that the carriage he was riding in would suddenly be overturned by the roof of the car in front, and he was still in a hurry at this time.

The sound of breaking the air rushed from the mist one after another, Shi Cheng grabbed two thick planks that fell off from the carriage, and protected them as two shields, and a large piece of arrow was nailed to the two thick planks in an instant, the head of the arrow was made of bones engraved with magic patterns, and it was covered with a layer of strange black gas, Shi Cheng looked at it fixedly, and then he dared to be sure that it was a special poison that had been quenched with great power.

"What a powerful poisonous arrow, no, this is not an ordinary poisonous arrow, it is some kind of expensive spiritual treasure, even my subconscious feeling jealous!" Shi Cheng looked at the wooden planks that had turned into hedgehogs with a shocked expression, the arrows of these strange arrows were not sharp, but the poison on the arrows was rapidly dissolving the white bone arrowheads and the surrounding planks.

Shi Cheng hurriedly threw away the wooden plank to prevent the black gas from spreading to his hands, he pulled Wu Neng, rolled on the spot, and hid behind a rock.

Two familiar screams came from the dense fog not far away, and Shi Cheng sighed slightly in his heart, knowing that Cheng Yu and Yu Haiguang had been killed. The incident happened suddenly, and Shi Cheng could only take care of himself and Wu Neng beside him for a while, and he was still out of reach of Cheng and Yu on the other end of the carriage.

There was a cloud of anger burning in his heart, but Shi Cheng's appearance was still calm. Wu Neng's face turned pale, and his voice trembled and asked, "Shi Cheng, what's going on?" ”

"I'm afraid it's not a bandit." Shi Cheng said in a deep voice: "I always thought this fog was a little weird before, but I couldn't see what the weird was. Now that I think about it, this should be a maze created by an enchantment artifact. ”

"Artifact?" Wu Neng was stunned for a moment, but also reacted, and exclaimed: "Yes, let's go for an hour and a half." According to the foot, it has long been out of the oasis, why is there such a big fog on this galloping road. ”

"You stay close to me, otherwise we can easily get separated." Shi Cheng's face was extremely solemn, and his five senses gradually dispersed, but he couldn't perceive anything. Shi Cheng's face was extremely pale, he shook his head, and said to Wu Neng: "The formation that urges this enchantment is very clever, and the perception ability of a martial artist of my realm can be blocked within a certain range. If you are optimistic, the enemy hiding in the fog may have a very good magic weapon in his hands. ”

"That'...... What if it's more pessimistic? A terrible thought flashed in Wu Neng's heart, but he really didn't dare to continue thinking in the direction of this thought.

But Shi Cheng helped him think about it, and he said softly: "If you are pessimistic...... Among the participants who presided over this ambush, there should be a Grandmaster Realm master who has mastered the way of formation. ”