As the black fog continued to spread, all places it passed through were shrouded in darkness.

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At this moment, Blore suddenly came to his senses as if waking from a dream! His eyes widened, and the figure of Ma Tuan suddenly appeared in his mind - he seemed to have inexplicably lost his memory and seemed to be cosplaying something strange. He had disappeared strangely in this dense fog.

At this moment, the rows of tall, mist-shrouded cypress trees on the surrounding streets rustled with the late wind, as if whispering unknown secrets.

Suddenly, a transparent barrier appeared inexplicably in front of him, separating the thick black fog from the deserted streets, and also blocking Blore on the other side. This barrier was like an invisible barrier, making it impossible for him to cross.

As time passed, the originally thick black fog began to slowly dissipate, as if it was gently pushed away by an invisible hand.

However, just as Blore breathed a sigh of relief, a sharp humming sound suddenly sounded without warning, like thunder exploding in the air, which frightened him suddenly.

An indescribable intuition came over me, as if something terrible was about to happen.

Blore turned his head subconsciously, his eyes fixed on the staircase in the distance that was carved with exquisite floral patterns and stretched up in a winding manner.

He saw two small black shadows running down the stairs at a rapid speed. Because the distance was too far, he could not see their faces clearly, but the familiar figure was deeply imprinted in his mind.

At the same time, behind the two small black figures, there seemed to be a large mass of strangely shaped objects following closely. From a distance, the mass looked soft and fluffy, giving the impression that it was made up of countless tiny silk threads.

From Blore's perspective, it actually appeared to have a color similar to that of a gorgeous sunset, emitting a strange and charming light.

A small part of the dazzling fluffy cloud seemed to be wrapped in a layer of something above and below, like a veil covering it.

He couldn't help but feel a little hesitant, but it was only a few seconds of hesitation, as if the strong wind like a raging wave swept over at an astonishing speed and reached where he was in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, Xiaobai! Look, is there a person standing over there? Haha, that's great! We can do good deeds again!"

Nansong ran as fast as he could, shouting excitedly while squinting his eyes and looking down the stairs.

However, in stark contrast to Nansong, Bai Di remained silent. An indescribable sense of strangeness quietly spread in his heart - how could this be such a coincidence?

They had just escaped from that dangerous place in a hurry, but on the way to escape, they ran into a mysterious figure who seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

Could it be that all this is just pure coincidence?

The more Bai Di thought about it, the more unbelievable it seemed to him. If he had not seen with his own eyes that the collaborator next to him was indeed holding a spirit tablet in his hand, he would have even begun to doubt whether the person in front of him was really as the rumors said, a spiritual spellcaster who was carefully selected and trained by the temple and eventually graduated successfully.

After all, faced with such a strange and bizarre situation, any normal person would be alert, right?

But the companion beside him seemed completely oblivious to anything unusual, and continued to run straight towards the mysterious man...

However, despite his inner doubts, he did not show them on the outside.

For some reason, everything in front of him always gave him a feeling of unreality, as if he was in a dream.

However, in stark contrast, the spellcaster standing next to him exuded an unusually fresh and familiar aura, which made him feel inexplicably at peace.

Relying on the incomplete memory fragments in each other's minds and the few words they got from those guys who were tied up like crazy and kept talking nonsense, the two of them took a few medicines at random and "struggled" for a few days. Finally, the departure date arrived and they were ready to set out to complete this difficult task.

Of course, the real purpose behind this is not wine, but the deeper purpose behind it is to meet the legendary figure - the supreme saint in the eyes of all the weirdos in this small town, and also the customer of Nansong and Bai Di - Zang Xiao.

As expected, things developed just as the two had expected, and they failed to see the Zang Xiao they had been longing for.

The person who appeared before them and was in charge of reception was a mysterious figure who called himself Brother Saint Son.

This person was wearing a long robe as white as snow. The layers of clothing did not make him look bloated and cumbersome, but instead highlighted his slender and upright figure.

What is quite surprising is that this senior brother actually has long rose-red hair that is as bright and dazzling as a flame. Such a unique hair color is out of tune with the magnificent golden buildings around it. Even if he covers his entire face with a hanging veil, it still cannot conceal his eye-catching style.

However, at this moment, a person suddenly appeared like a ghost, abruptly interrupting their conversation. The voice of the person was eerie and terrifying, as if it came from the depths of hell, warning everyone to be careful with their words and actions and not to say anything that should not be said.

Nan Song saw that the newcomer was completely wrapped up, even his hands were covered in thick gloves. Even so, the mere sight of him brought a picture to her mind: a hunched, thin, frail old man, staring intently at everyone with those sinister, vicious eyes. His gaze was like the venom of a venomous snake, chilling and unsettling.

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