Chapter 1127: Trapped in Mapo

Chapter 1127: Trapped in Mapo

Here, all the young people are trying hard to rescue these soldiers.

On the other side, Lu Zhaoling and Yin Changxing rushed into the fog.

Although Lu Zhaoling said that he wanted to fight poison with poison, he still carefully protected Yin Changxing.

Countless ghost hands stretched out from the ground.

Looking at it this way, it looks like a dense cluster of pale ghost bamboo shoots growing on the ground.

It looks very scary.

"I was wondering why I could see the dead air in the city from afar. It turns out that so many ghosts really have been brought into the city."

Lu Zhaoling frowned, took out a handful of talismans, and shook them.

"The heaven and earth are pure and spiritual, and the talisman fire opens the way!"

The talisman suddenly caught fire, and she quickly threw it forward.

Wherever the talisman passed, bits of fire fell down.

The ghost hands on the ground shrank back one by one as if they were burned.

There was an empty path ahead.

"Walk."

Lu Zhaoling walked quickly ahead.

They were going to the tower.

Because the source of this fog must be on the other side of the city wall.

This was what Lu Zhaoling came to after analyzing the situation Zhou Shiyue described after receiving his letter.

Yin Changxing seemed to have the same idea as her, so he also went straight to the city wall.

"This kind of ghost fog can stimulate some darkness deep in people's hearts."

Lu Zhaoling walked quickly while talking to Yin Changxing.

"If you are provoked too much, something in your mind will explode. Perhaps, it will allow you to figure out whether you are my master or my uncle Yin."

Yin Changxing said nothing.

He had a handful of medicine residue in his hand and scattered it all over the place.

When the mist touched the medicinal residue, it slowly retreated and did not dare to gather together.

He looked up at Lu Zhaoling who was walking in front of him.

In his eyes, Lu Zhaoling was surrounded by a layer of hazy white mist. The white mist was so pure that it protected her entire body.

The ghost fog had no way of touching her.

He seemed to have seen such a scene before.

When is it?

Yin Changxing thought hard.

However, he remembered that Xiaoling was only a little girl of a few years old, so how come she had grown so big?

Why did he feel a little familiar when he saw the grown-up Xiaoling walking in front of him with a layer of white light on her body?

It seems like some memories are about to burst out of my mind.

There was a jade pendant lying on the ground in front.

Lu Zhaoling saw it, walked quickly forward, bent down and picked it up.

This jade pendant looks like it is made of ordinary jade, bean green in color, with a lotus flower carved on it, and the carving is also ordinary.

But the jade surface is smooth and oily, probably because it has been touched by someone from time to time.

She put the jade pendant away.

"Someone was dragged down here before." Yin Changxing said suddenly.

Lu Zhaoling turned to look at him and saw that he was pointing at the place where she picked up the jade pendant.

"We have to hurry and break into the ghost fog cave. We still have time to rescue the people." Lu Zhaoling quickened his pace.

They soon reached the tower.

The two of them quickly went up to the city wall.

The city tower has also been shrouded in fog. The fog is so thick that you can hardly see any trace of the city tower in the distance.

What Lu Zhaoling didn't know was that at this moment, Zhou Shiyue and the others were indeed at Simapo, and no matter how they turned around, they could not see the location of Yulan Pass.

Everything is still normal here in Simapo.

However, looking out from Sima Slope, there was only thick fog.

Although they knew which direction Yulan Pass City should be in, they couldn't even see the way they came from when they looked out, so it was difficult for them to leave.

Moreover, General Qiu and others have not been found yet.

"Your Highness, could that fog be the strange fog that Old Yu mentioned?" Qinglin looked at the fog outside with a heavy heart.

"Old Yu clearly said at the time that there was only one cloud. Although it covered the tower, it only affected the sixty-nine of them. Now the fog is too thick, as if it has surrounded the entire Dead Horse Slope."

Qing Xiao felt strange, "But why can't the fog drift in here at Simapo?"

"Yes, why is that?"

The five hundred soldiers they brought followed closely behind, and no one dared to fall behind even a step.

Simapo is inherently strange.

Now, before they even saw the strangeness of Dead Horse Hill, their way back had already been cut off—

The outside was covered with fog.

Doesn't this mean that even if they saw a ghost here at Simapo, they couldn't rush out and escape?

After all, the prince had issued an order before that no one was allowed to enter the fog.

Who knows if there is anything strange about the fog?

Therefore, if there really is a problem at Simapo, they can only stay here and fight to the death.

There was a click.

It seemed like someone stepped on something, slipped, and almost fell.

His companion next to him helped him up.

"Thanks, bro...Ahhh!"Brother!

The soldier was about to thank his brother when he turned around and saw that the person who was holding him up was not his brother at all!

The soldiers suddenly jumped back, taking seven or eight steps.

The noise was really loud and everyone looked over.

"what are you doing?"

They looked at the soldier.

The soldier's eyes widened and he pointed at the man who had just helped him, "Didn't you see it? It's a ghost!"

The person standing at the same place just now was a ghost with his feet off the ground, wearing a white robe stained with blood, disheveled hair, a pale face, blue whites of the eyes, and corpse spots all over his face!

And this ghost was trying to help someone with one hand.

Just now, was that the hand you used to support him?

Everyone looked towards the person he was pointing at.

There, a soldier raised his hand, looking back at his companion who had been helped earlier with confusion and fear.

"What happened? He almost fell down just now, and I helped him up out of kindness. Why did he say I was a ghost?"

"He just stepped on something," the man looked down and saw a cracking sound. His companion must have stepped on something and broke it. As a result, he saw "Ah!"

I go!

Why is there a hand bone on the ground!

What was broken was the finger bone!

He bounced away at once.

"The ghost is coming!" the soldier in front screamed again.

Zhou Shiyue heard the noise here and turned around and walked over.

"What happened?"

As he came over, his body was shining with golden light.

The two soldiers' eyes blurred at the same time, and when they looked again, everything was normal.

However, before the two could explain what had just happened, their eyes rolled back and they fell down without any warning, fainting.

"Carry them aside!" Zhou Shiyue walked over quickly.

Although the soldiers felt it was strange for a moment and were a little afraid to carry the two men, they only hesitated for a moment and immediately carried out the order.

The two were carried to an open space nearby.

Zhou Shiyue asked the others to step back. He walked up to the two men, bent down and extended his hand.

Qinglin and Qingxiao followed closely behind him, both of them holding their sword hilts tightly.

Zhou Shiyue saw a small ball of black air on the foreheads of these two people.

Why can he see it now?

Although he had doubts in his heart, he did not hesitate and slapped them on the forehead.

Bang.

The black gas shattered and turned into wisps that quickly dispersed.