After Tu Yuanlong showed such terrible strength, who dares to try it except Yang Chen?

Seeing that no one dared to refute himself, Tu Yuanlong seemed very satisfied.

"Even if you can fight, you can't play with our lives?" Zhuomer said weakly.

"Oh? Life? " Tu Yuanlong sneered: "your life is already a child's play after choosing the way of cultivation. I tell you the truth, the poison gas of the white fog forest has no medicine to solve. The only thing that can be solved is the Qingshui River opposite."

"So we can only choose to go forward. There is no way back, right?" Yang Chen also said.

"Good." When facing Yang Chen, Tu Yuanlong's tone became more polite.

"Well, let's move on." Yang Chen said.

"I'm hanging out with my big brother." Dromel also spoke.

Although people are unwilling, they can't be poisoned to death without knowing it? There is still a glimmer of life ahead. If you step back, you can only wait for the people poisoned into paralysis.

"Well, remember, at any time, all you can choose is to move forward bravely." Tu Yuanlong said, "well, good luck." Then his body turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared into the sight of everyone.

"How did he go?" They were shocked and thought Tu Yuanlong would take them with them. If Tu Yuanlong was there, they would feel a little safer.

If Tu Yuanlong leaves, all the people can rely on is themselves.

"Don't panic." Yang Chen is also the martial uncle of these people. Naturally, he doesn't want to see them bury their lives in vain. He took the lead and said, "as long as we unite, we will be able to cross the white fog forest smoothly."

Among the crowd, there were men and women. When Yang Chen stood up, many young men looked at Yang Chen's appearance and looked at Yang Chen's displeasure.

"Who are you? What do you think you have? " Several people saw that Yang Chen was not very happy and immediately stood up: "I think everyone still has their own way. If they think he can, they will go with him. If they think I can, they will go with me."

Yang Chen said coldly, "you all want to go with me."

"Jokes." The man immediately said, "that's the same sentence. Who do you think you are? What's your reason? "

"With my fist." Yang Chen raised his fist: "if you don't want to die, come with me."

"Ha ha..." the man laughed and said, "I don't want to go with you. Bye." Then he turned and walked in towards the white fog forest.

Several people who thought the man was reliable went in with him.

"If they want to die, let them go." Zhuo Meier thought that as long as he held Yang Chen's thigh, he would be safe: "let's go."

"Yes." Yang Chen nodded. He walked in front, and the rest followed Yang Chen silently.

They had never encountered any danger along the way, so they gradually relaxed their vigilance.

"It seems that there is nothing to be afraid of in the white fog forest." Zhuo Meier said, "it's Tu Yuanlong. It's so scary."

Originally, Yang Chen's heart was always in a tight state, but after walking for a long time, he didn't find any danger. He wondered if Tu Yuanlong really made it up to scare himself and others?

"I don't know how far ahead." Zhuo Meier said, "brother, I'm tired. Let's sit down and have a rest."

"Good." Yang Chen said, "let's have a rest first."

They each found a clean place to sit down and chat with each other.

Zhuo Meier smiled and said, "brother, you use your magic to get some game to taste."

"I warn you not to reveal the secret of my magic." Yang Chen said seriously.

Zhuomer begged for boredom by leaning back on a big tree to rest.

The people were in the rest room, but they heard a burst of rapid breathing. Yang Chen hurriedly stood up and saw the guy who left the team first running towards the people with mud all over.

"How did he come back?" Yang Chen thought in her heart.

The man ran back and said quickly, "turn around and go back. There are ghosts in front of you."

When he said this, the timid people in the crowd began to be afraid, and several girls couldn't help crying.

"Since there are ghosts, how did you come back?" Yang Chen asked.

"I ran back while they weren't paying attention." The man said, "several brothers with me have been poisoned by them. The ghost is terrible. I'd rather be paralyzed by poison than die in the hands of the ghost."

"How many people are dead with you?" Yang Chen was shocked. Did Tu Yuanlong really die?

"Yes." The man said, "but I found a path. You follow me. I'll take you out of here safely."

"Well, lead the way." Zhuo Meier got up quickly. After the man said there was a ghost, he always felt cold behind him, as if the ghost was standing behind him.

"You come with me." The man was trying to lead the way, but Yang Chen threw a fist at the man's back.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Zhuo Meier shouted quickly. Unexpectedly, when Yang Chen's fist fell, the man had turned into a mass of ashes and disappeared.

"What's going on?" Everyone became suspicious.

"Be careful, everyone." Yang Chen said, "we have entered the depths of the white fog forest. These ghosts will turn into anything to confuse us at any time. Once we are deceived, we will die here."

"Is this... So dangerous?" Zhuo Meier was so frightened that she wanted to hold Yang Chen tightly again, but it was a pity that Yang Chen wouldn't let him.

"Let's move on quickly." Yang Chen said, "I'll open the way. Everyone will unite as one and be sure to get out of this white fog forest."

With Yang Chen's encouragement, the people began not to be afraid. Just walking, Yang Chen felt a cold wind coming in front of him, and zhuomer couldn't help sneezing.

"It's so cold." Zhuomer said.

"Cold?" Yang Chen didn't feel cold at all.

"Yes, my hands and feet are cold." A girl said.

"It feels like winter." Another said.

Yang Chen thought that he had a profound Taoist Dharma. It was estimated that the air conditioner could not have any impact on him. However, if something went wrong, there would be demons. The weather became colder and colder. Was it because someone was playing tricks?

"Roar..."

A deep hiss came into the people's ears, and they were startled.

"What's that sound?" Asked dromel.

"It sounds like a tiger." A man replied.

"Tiger?"

Sure enough, just ahead, a huge tiger is walking slowly!