Chapter 1687

Two people, one carrying one, went out.

Yes, they did.

"Mo'er, Xin'er is OK." Looking at her daughter's small face gradually recovered ruddy, Mu Yunxuan also felt relieved.

"Fortunately, the poison is not overbearing."

Su Zimo looked at Ling Feng, "Ling Feng, don't you know the people of the elves?"

Ling Feng shook her head.

"The elves seldom walk with us. We qingshuo and Yizu should get closer." Ling Feng explained with a smile.

Feng Ya looks at him, in the Qing Shuo clan, he is a man as cold as Mu Yunxuan.

All the women of the qingshuo nationality did not dare to approach him.

And in the face of Su Zimo, he seems to have changed a person.

"So you know tanyiran?" Su Zimo asked again.

"Well! Yes. "

The night is as cool as water, even if there are junctions and fires.

Su Zimo also felt a trace of coolness.

She sat a little closer to the fire with xiner in her arms.

Ling Feng took a deep look at her and retreated to one side to have a rest.

Mu Yunxuan looked at it and took out a cloak for their mother and son.

He sat next to her and clenched her hand, knowing that she had done so, he would feel guilty.

"Mo'er, they died well. Don't take it to heart."

Su Zimo gently smile, light way: "people are not afraid of falling down in their dreams, just afraid of getting lost in other people's miracles, you know my temper, only do their own dream master, I have no idea."

She's not just talking. She really doesn't care.

"That's good?" Mu Yunxuan takes Xin'er in his arms and hugs her tightly. He knows that she will not sleep well, but now she can only do so.

"Sleep

Su Zimo moved his body and leaned in his arms.

The night was a near miss.

Aunt Xin and Ying'er did not escape the plunder of the demon beast, and they were really sleeping in the enchanted forest.

Su Zimo listened to the description of Ningxiang, heart no half guilty, kindness to the enemy is cruel to himself.

The next day, several people got up early.

In such a large illusory forest, the white fog is boundless, which makes people feel like walking in the ancient primitive forest.

The sun was blocked by white fog, making the woods a little dark.

"Auntie, why does the forest look so terrible today?"

Not only does Ningxiang have this idea, but everyone does.

Not far away, there was the sound of human panic.

Looking at the lush and white fog forest, a strong sense of danger hit my heart.

The more he looked at it, he felt more and more strange. The white fog became thicker and thicker. It seemed as if it was coming from the sky. However, when there was sunlight, it could not shine on the bottom.

Unless it's.

Mu Yunxuan hugs Xin'er with one hand. He raises his hand and flicks his long sleeve, which makes the thick fog recede a lot.

"Mo'er, let's go."

Mu Yunxuan vaguely guess what is going on?

He took Su Zimo's hand and shuttled through the forest very fast.

Around him, a golden light forms a barrier.

So that the leaves around will not touch Su Zimo.

After walking for a while, Su Zimo suddenly found a very incredible problem.

It's the thick white fog that will follow them.

"Yunxuan, what's the matter with the fog?"

"Mo'er, this is a natural fog formation. We should be careful, otherwise we will be trapped in the fog formation. If we are trapped, we may be poisoned by the white fog formation."

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