"The fog has lifted, put your mask back on first."
A faint smile remained on Nan Xiao's lips as she reached out and handed the white jade mask to Mo Shisheng.
When Mo Shisheng reached out her slender, fair hand to take the mask, Nan Xiao also turned away very gentlemanly. After Mo Shisheng lowered her head and put on the mask, Qingluan walked to her side.
"Yan'er, are you alright?"
Qingluan's watery eyes were full of worry, and that couldn't be faked.
"I'm fine," Mo Shisheng said with a slight smile, shaking her head. Then she turned to Nan Xiao, who had turned away, and said, "I'm all better."
Upon hearing this, Nan Xiao slowly turned around and said softly, "That thick fog just now was a bit strange. All the ropes connecting us came undone, and we all got separated."
"This thick fog is really quite strange."
Qingluan, with her sharp eyes, noticed the ribbon around Mo Shisheng's neck, from which a trace of crimson blood seeped. She immediately frowned and asked, "Yan'er, are you injured?"
"It's nothing, just a minor injury."
Mo Shisheng shook her head, unwilling to say more, after all, she hadn't even seen the face of the person who had just hurt her...
"Where do we go now?" Qingluan seemed a little uneasy. She took a few steps towards Mo Shisheng, and after seeing Mo Shisheng's injury clearly, she said softly, "Let's find a place to treat your wound first."
"No need, how did you find me?"
Mo Shisheng wasn't that dramatic; it was just a minor injury, nothing to worry about.
“I met Nanxiao first, and then we came to find you together,” Qingluan explained. “After all, I have to protect you.”
"..."
Mo Shisheng's lips twitched slightly. She really wanted to tell Qingluan that she was more than just someone who appeared to be at the second level of Qi Refining...
However, when she met Qingluan's watery eyes, she swallowed her words.
"Let's go further in; we'll run into them along the way."
Mo Shisheng did not agree with looking for people, because it would only be a waste of time. It was just a training exercise, and it didn't matter whether they were there or not.
"good."
Nan Xiao seemed to share the same idea as Mo Shisheng, and nodded slightly in agreement with Mo Shisheng's words.
"Then let's go."
As Mo Shisheng finished speaking, Qingluan took the initiative to approach her for the first time and gently took her arm.
Mo Shisheng didn't feel anything was wrong; instead, she kept wondering if Nan Xiao had seen her face...
Without realizing it, my gaze had been fixed on Nanxiao's back.
Feeling a gaze fixed on her from behind, Nan Xiao paused slightly, but only for a moment before quickly regaining her composure.
*
On the other side.
The fog in Yunwu Ridge wasn't originally that thick; it was only because Ming Qiancheng tampered with it that it was so dense.
When the fog suddenly dissipated, Ming Qiancheng knew without a doubt that it was his good younger brother who had done it.
At this moment, Han Chuan, who had returned from the investigation, walked behind Ming Qiancheng, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands and said, "Master, none of the men we sent survived."
"Rise. Don't you know my brother well enough?"
Ming Qiancheng chuckled lightly, a faint smile on his charming face. "He is decisive and ruthless. If the people he sent can survive, it doesn't seem like his doing."
"That master just now..."
"It's not certain yet."
Ming Qiancheng's smile faded slightly. "Her blood isn't golden, but the mask on her face is actually Bai Hehan's treasure, forged from Xuanbing (mysterious ice)."
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