The wine fairy rolled his eyes at him, as if he had heard a bad joke.
"I see..."
Not to mention the old man, even Lin Fan hadn't thought of this.
"Mist, like fire, can't be dispelled at will. Don't worry, there's nothing here that can disrupt your sense of direction. Go ahead. Whether you can come back alive depends on fate."
Lin Fan looked at the vast expanse of white ahead and plunged in without hesitation.
Now that you're here, being hesitant at the door won't solve any problems.
Think about the inexplicable destruction of the city and the judge.
You must have strong enough combat power to be qualified to survive.
The wine fairy crossed his legs and watched the group of people go in. After they were completely out of sight, he waved his hand and waves of wine aroma came out.
The surrounding fog remained motionless.
"Alas, being able to control the mist is as special as being able to control the netherworld flames. No wonder they are remembered for eternity."
He leaned his back against the carriage, looked up at the sky, and waited leisurely for Lin Fan to bring good news or a feast.
Then he shook the wine jar and suddenly paused.
His eyes snapped open.
"Hey, hey, hey, something's wrong. That strange sound I heard in Guangyu is so familiar... Tsk, that's not right either. Guangyu is so weak, there's no need for it to stay here."
"Besides, back then, it casually bet all its savings on the gambling table."
"How can you take the bus for only 20 ghost money?"
"I've never seen anyone so stingy."
The reason was self-consistent, and the wine fairy lay there leisurely, humming an unknown tune.
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