The silver-haired old woman shook her head: "What's so cruel about it? We're all going to die anyway, so what difference does it make if we die earlier or later?"
As she spoke, a dagger appeared in the silver-haired old woman's hand.
Aunt Jinhua's heart tightened: "Silver-haired grandmother, what are you doing..."
The silver-haired grandmother smiled bitterly: "Being corrupted is very painful. Grandma, I don't want to die this way."
After saying that, the silver-haired old woman took a dagger and was about to cut her wrist.
Aunt Jinhua quickly stopped her: "No! No!"
The silver-haired old woman smiled bitterly, "You're going to die anyway. Rather than dying in agony from having your entire body corroded, it's better to end it all yourself."
When the other people around heard what the silver-haired grandma said, a hint of despair and bitterness emerged in their hearts.
Am I really going to die?
I really don't want to leave this world.
"Alas, I should have known better... I even coveted the tomb complex of the Nitian Emperor. That's the Nitian Emperor... I was too greedy."
"Even if it's the fake tomb of the Nitian Emperor, it's not something mortals like you and me can desecrate. Alas, now comes retribution."
"I can only blame myself for being too greedy. If I can get out alive this time, I will burn incense and worship Buddha for the rest of my life..."
However, the white mist is still spreading...
Everyone's foothold has shrunk again.
It was originally only a few hundred square meters, but as the white fog enveloped it, only a few dozen square meters remained.
It is very crowded when hundreds of people stand in an area of several hundred square meters.
Many people even carried others on their backs... only in this way could they barely stand.
Ning Yixing frowned, his face full of confusion and disbelief.
He couldn't believe that he, a master of both poison and medicine, would die here...
“That’s impossible…”
"How could I be poisoned by a little white mist?"
"I'm Ning Yixing..."
But no matter how much he didn't believe it, the fact was that he was helpless against the white fog.
"Alas, I thought Ning Yixing could dispel the white fog, but my hopes were in vain."
"Yeah, even Master Ning can't do it, so what else can we do? Just wait to die, wait to die, stop struggling."
…
Just when everyone gave up, suddenly——
"Hey, did you hear that noise?!"
"Those are footsteps? And more than one person's footsteps?"
Aunt Jinhua suddenly raised her voice, her voice shrill with excitement: "Why do these footsteps sound like Miss Su's?"
"Impossible! You must be hallucinating! We just saw Miss Su rushing into the white fog. If it really is her now, then it must be her ghost."
"But don't ghosts have shadows and make no sounds?"
…
As everyone looked at them in confusion, Su Luo walked out of the white fog with Xiao Ke and Zhan Beiye.
scare!
When everyone saw these three people coming out, they were almost scared to death!
“You, you, you…”
“Who the hell are you?!”
"Are you really Miss Su's ghost?!"
…
Su Luo looked at the group of shocked people in front of her with a strange look and raised her eyebrows speechlessly.
Before Su Luo could say anything, Zhan Beiye beside her had already spoken speechlessly: "What ghost? We are human! Miss Su is even more human."
Jin Yang was the first to react: "No, didn't you enter the white fog before? Isn't entering the white fog certain death? So you..."
Zhan Beiye: "Who says entering the white fog means death? Aren't we living well?"
Jin Yang: “…”
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