At dusk, a sudden fog caught everyone off guard.

"Ahh......h

"Go to bed early, there will be an eighty-mile march tomorrow." ”

"If you can fight to the death with that Ulan child tomorrow, it will be better, woo......"

"It's strange to fight on this march, it's sore all over, and it's even more tiring when farming in my hometown......"

The officers and men of the Dingbo Army, who had just finished eating, all felt that their eyelids were fighting, and a thick sense of sleepiness struck, and the sequelae of the continuous march seemed to have flare up in an instant.

Many of the soldiers could no longer hold on, so they went back to their tents and fell asleep.

Tens of thousands of troops did not hold out for even half an hour, and all of them fell asleep.

Even the originally brightly lit Chinese military tent gradually stopped moving.

Yunsu's consciousness swept and found that tens of thousands of troops had all been hit without exception, even those sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes who were superior to others on weekdays did not escape, some drooled and fell to the ground, and some hugged each other and fell asleep without doing anything.

Half an hour ago, the Dingbo Army camp was full of people, and now there are only four people awake.

In addition to Yunsu and Ji Ping, there is also Bai Qi, the elder of the Wushan Sword Palace, who led the team down the mountain this time, the one-armed swordsman is nameless, yes, this person is claiming to be nameless.

Of the more than 50,000 people, only four were sober.

"Brother Zhang, this, this ......"

Fang Cai was still very lively, the crowd was full of voices, and the army camp full of people instantly became a dead silence.

Ji Ping only felt that his hands and feet were cold, he had never seen such a strange thing, even if the long sword in his hand was cold, he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.

In his opinion, if the enemy attacked at night at this moment, then the Dingbo army would not be slaughtered by anyone, even a few years old with a knife could kill a soldier.

"Rest easy. ”

Yun Su naturally saw that the white mist that permeated the mountains and forests was not poisonous and harmless, but it was infused with a spell that could hallucinate people.

Take a light sniff as if you have smelled something familiar.

"It seems that it is the means of people in the ghost path. ”

It's just that I don't know if the other party is a ghost, or a cultivator who cultivates the ghost path.

The caster hid in the mountains and forests to stir up the clouds and mist, and then merged the ghost path illusion of the yin attribute into the fog, which ordinary people could not resist.

However, this kind of large-scale spell that can cover tens of thousands of people, and other idle monks can't do it, Yun Su guessed that this method was originally a strange and unpredictable ghost path and other means, and with the help of the twilight time, the location of the mountains and forests, and the sneak attack, as well as the opportunity for the earth qi to swell up at night, and finally chose the most exhausting moment after the army marched for eight days in a row.

However, the difficulty of casting this method is still not small, and it is likely that some kind of formation was arranged, or it was urged by a special magic weapon.

The army is stationed, heavily guarded, and there are countless bows and crossbows and martial arts masters, and the yang energy is extremely strong, since these ghost people are here, they must be afraid.

The real strength is superb, directly infiltrate the Chinese army, kill He Weiming, and the Dingbo army will be leaderless.

It's just that firstly, the strength may not be good, and secondly, it is estimated that the movement is too big, which provokes the sword cultivation of the Yanshan Sword Sect a few days ago. I only dare to take advantage of the night, hide in some dirty corner, and act secretly.

Yunsu is also difficult to make such a long trip, if it is to fly the clouds and drive the fog, even if it is flying and stopping in eight days, it has gone about 100,000 miles, and now in the face of the strange white fog that has come belatedly, I feel that it is worth waiting for eight days.

In the past few days, he has sunk his divine consciousness into the immortal cloud platform every day to cultivate, hoping for consummation. The immortal order is important, and it is equally important to cultivate oneself as a Taoist, and when this matter is over, it is time to find a treasure to break through the god realm.

"Hey, that's Senior Brother Bai Qi and the swordsman nameless. ”

The small hill where the two of them were originally higher, and I saw two people in the camp sneaking into the Chinese military tent under the cover of night.

"The two of them are there to protect General He. ”

Ji Ping could only see two figures, but Yun Su could see it clearly, and when the two entered the big tent of the Chinese army, they protected He Liming and others and surrounded them in the middle.

One person held a sword, and the other grabbed a sword, putting on a battle that was ready for battle.

The ghost fog that can't be dispersed, and the living people who can't be awakened, these are beyond the comprehension of the two, but they also know that protecting the leading generals can be regarded as doing their duty.

Nameless is unaffected, naturally because his martial arts have reached the innate level, which is not expected by the person behind the troublemaker.

Bai Qi of Wushan Sword Palace, although his martial arts cultivation is not low, he can maintain a trace of clarity, mainly because there is a wisp of sword intent similar to Ji Ping in his body.

This Wushan Sword Palace is a martial arts holy place on the surface, but it is low-key, but it also takes good care of the disciples who go down the mountain, and can give a sword intent, and it can save his life at a critical moment.

Although Ji Ping's cultivation was lower than that Bai Qi, he also had sword intent in his body, and when he stayed with Yun Su, the white mist was still more than ten zhang away and automatically avoided it.

Time passed gradually, and after about half an hour, there were still no thieves breaking into the camp, but there was something wrong with Ji Ping's condition.

"Hiss~ Brother Zhang, good, good reng, good, so cold......"

Ji Ping only felt that his body was getting colder and colder, although the white mist was more than ten feet away, but a strange cold made him shiver coldly, and his teeth trembled.

That kind of cold, different from the cold in winter, seems to be cold from the heart.

Since entering the Wushan Sword Palace and practicing swordsmanship, I have never felt this strange cold, but when I was a child, I occasionally had the same experience when I walked with adults at night.

Yun Su was calm, and took a deep breath into the white mist, all kinds of memories came to his heart, and he finally remembered the cause and effect.

On the night of entering the Tao, when the female ghost came to the door, she seemed to feel like this.

At that time, I only thought it was a ghost press, but when I think about it, the various feelings before the ghost press, and the hazy atmosphere, are somewhat similar to the situation tonight.

It's just that that night, there was no white mist lingering around the Xuanmu Sect, but hidden in the white mist, the things that were about to come had a similar aura.

This point, caught by Yunsu a little trace, a little scrutiny, and then carefully calculated, naturally there is no escape.

On the top of that Yao Mountain, the female ghost who sucked Yangshou, Yunsu thought about it afterwards, it was actually very unusual.

When he first met the female ghost, he was still a mortal, and he didn't know the depth of the other party, and he couldn't even count as half pushing and half pushing, he was purely forced to kill the female ghost.

As the higher the cultivation, the deeper the Dao, and the more he saw and heard, Yun Su found that he was able to enter the Dao overnight that day, not only because of the endless reasons for immortality, but also because of the factors of immortality and Yuntai, and there were many lucks, but not to mention the strong death of the female ghost.

Ordinary ghosts, such as lonely souls and wild ghosts, although they can also absorb people's yang life and lick yang energy, but most of them are instinctive, and people with slightly stronger yang energy can directly kill them with yang energy.

And the powerful ghost sucks Yang Shou, and the Yang Qi is much stronger, but it will not be much stronger than the Lonely Soul Wild Ghost.

There are many records in the book that someone is haunted by a terrible ghost, often a few days in a short time, and a few months before he dies, and he can't rely solely on smoking, but also needs to be supplemented by some means, many skills, and choose some special scenes, such as the bed place after the lights go out at night.

But the female ghost that night was obviously not, she sucked it when she came up, and according to the longevity of mortals, it only took half a cup of tea to suck a mortal dry.

She is not only good at sucking Shouyuan and licking yang energy, but also can quickly transform it into herself.

All this shows that the female ghost knows a certain method of ghost cultivation, or has been cultivated and cultivated by a ghost master, so that it is possible to create that kind of miracle.

Therefore, Yunsu has been secretly paying attention to it later, and he has also talked from Chenghuang's mouth, but he has not received any information about any ghost masters near Yuyang, and he has not even heard of it in the entire Yangzhou Mansion.

It seems that the female ghost of that night just happened to pass by Yaoshan.

As the cultivation of the Tao became more and more profound, Yunsu didn't pay much attention to that old thing for the time being, but he didn't expect that tonight he would find clues.

"There is a special sword intent in your body, and it is enough to resist the cold. If you want to help the two of them, go ahead. ”

"Yes, Brother Zhang. ”

When Ji Ping heard this, he used his internal strength and touched that sword intent, only to feel that a sharp edge spread out from his body, and the chill gradually dissipated and warmed up a little.

He wasn't worried about Yunsu, but he had a feeling that this senior's strength was unfathomable, maybe stronger than that nameless swordsman.

An afterimage flashed, and Ji Ping entered the big tent of the Chinese army, and when the two saw that he was coming, they whispered a few words, and then the three of them each defended one side.

After a while, Yunsu saw ghosts flickering in the white mist, and saw countless female ghosts floating from the thick fog, and the strange aura on her body was very similar to the female ghosts she met on the night when Yaoshan entered the road, but the female ghosts were much stronger than these female ghosts.

Hundreds of female ghosts did not rush to attack these sleeping soldiers, but wandered around the camp, sniffing here and there, as if they were looking for something, and it seemed that they were stealing people's yang energy.

"Huh!"

Yunsu moved slightly, only to see a blood-red sedan chair flying in the air, there were eight female ghosts scattering flowers in front of him, and eight female ghosts singing some kind of mad tune, and finally eight male ghosts carried the sedan chair.

The female ghost in the sedan chair has long hair to cover her face, the ghost body is solid, and she is dressed as a nobleman.

The red sedan chair floated in, and all the ghosts did not fly by ghost bodies, but the red sedan chair with the ghost weapon fell to the ground in front of the Chinese military tent.