Zhan Beihan stopped in place, the sword in his hand fell, and blood slowly dripped from the blade.
The man's eyes were a little unpredictable.
"Fight Beihan!" Xiao Lingyue's voice came from the other end of the gray fog.
Zhan Beihan withdrew his gaze, returned to his sword and turned around and walked back.
The grey fog is still slowly spreading around.
Xiao Lingyue stood on the edge of the gray fog, watching the man's tall figure slowly walking from the fog, gradually from virtual to solid, and wisps of dark gray fog swam around him, as if stained with smoke and dust.
"Are you okay?" Xiao Lingyue stepped forward and asked.
"It's okay." Zhan Beihan's internal force shook, shaking the fog stuck to the surface of his body.
Seeing Xiao Lingyue wearing the iron mask of the Dragon Scale Guard on her face, only her eyes were exposed, and the traces of the corrosion of her eyes had not subsided.
Zhan Beihan's eyes were slightly dark: "Why are you wearing a mask?"
The dark iron mask was made of a man's size. It was worn on her face, making her face look particularly petite, and the skin exposed outside the mask was as white as jade.
He reached out to pick it.
Xiao Lingyue avoided him and raised her hand to cover up her block: "I have injuries on my face, so let's block it for the time being."
Zhan Beihan's hand stopped in mid-air.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Xiao Lingyue quickly changed the topic: "Yao Wuchen and Ajian ran away. Don't you chase him?"
Zhan Beihan said: "No!"
There are Dragon Scale Guards blocking the route outside, and it is their ability to escape.
Xiao Lingyue felt something was wrong with his attitude: "What's wrong with you?"
"What is your relationship with Yao Wuchen?" the man asked coldly, "He knows you?"
Xiao Lingyue said angrily: "If you don't know him, I have nothing to do with him."
Zhan Beihan's voice became colder and colder: "It's okay, will he say he's coming to you before leaving?"
"How could I know what he was thinking?"
Xiao Lingyue said depressedly: "It was probably because I suffered a loss and was dissatisfied. I wanted to take revenge in the future."
"Is that true?" The meaning of war to Beihan is unknown.
Xiao Lingyue didn't say anything.
The atmosphere between the two was strange and stiff.
The Dragon Scale Guard hurried over to report: "Prince, the poisonous fog has not dissipated yet, what should I do?"
Zhan Beihan and Xiao Lingyue turned their heads to look at the same time.
Although Yao Wuchen ran away, the poisonous fog he left had not dissipated. It was spreading around along the ground and walls of the courtyard.
There are all residential buildings nearby, and many people from the capital live here.
If the poisonous fog spreads out, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"How to solve it?" Zhan Beihan turned around and asked Xiao Lingyue.
Xiao Lingyue's mouth twitched, how could she know?
It's not the poisonous fog she deserves.
However, after staying in the poisonous fog for a while, Xiao Lingyue also understood the characteristics of this thing.
All things in the world are mutually generated and restrained, and there is no real and unsolvable poison.
She thought for a moment and said, "Use fire."
"The characteristics of this poisonous fog are quite special and are a bit water-like. If you don't know how to melt it, using fire is the easiest."
"Try it dry directly."
After hearing her words, Zhan Beihan turned to Long Linwei and said, "Go and try!"
"Yes!" Longlin Wei took the order without saying a word.
Soon, more than a dozen burning torches were sent over. This chapter has been completed!