Chapter 852： dying

Chang Heng Mountain under the night was quiet, and there was no change because of two more visitors.

Not long after Yu Mo and Kuang Dao disappeared into the fog, two more people appeared in front of the fog, and one of them kept talking: "What are you doing here at night, it's too bad, it's too dangerous. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, I will Why leave Jiang An is to follow this guideline."

"Master, haven't you heard of it? Someone came out of the mist in Changheng Mountain. This is the first time this has happened since the mist appeared. Aren't you curious?" Another asked.

"Curiosity killed the cat, haven't you heard of it? Besides, it's just a rumor. What if someone else made it up on purpose?"

"The rumors are conclusive and quite credible. Besides, since I have encountered it, I naturally want to find out. This Changheng Mountain is different from other places, it has always been very mysterious. I suspect that the fog of the year was also related to the practitioners. As a cultivator, since I have encountered it, how can I miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

"Oh, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you."

These two are Gan Daochang and Song Yue. At the beginning, Gan Daochang thought Jiang An was not peaceful, so he bewitched Song Yue to leave Jiang An with him, and he added a powerful bodyguard like Song Yue, killing two birds with one stone.

The chief of the main road specially went to Changheng to avoid disasters. He knew very well that people in Jianghu generally did not set foot in Changheng, so he could sit back and relax.

Moreover, he once instructed Chang Heng's new parents and officials, and there was an incense love between the two, and he was confident that he could live happily in Chang Heng.

During the day, he specially went to visit Fan Zhongjun and almost ran into Yu Mo.

Unexpectedly, Song Yue heard from nowhere that someone walked out of the mist of Chang Heng Mountain and went to visit Chang Heng Mountain at night.

The leader of the main road was reluctant to let his bodyguards have three strengths and two weaknesses, and walked with Song Yue to stop his adventurous move.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Song Yue seemed to be determined to find out.

The two stood in front of the fog, and the leader of the main road grabbed Song Yue's clothes desperately, and urged thousands of times: "Don't do stupid things, as far as I know, there have been practitioners who have broken into the fog before, and never again. come out."

"That was before. Maybe the fog has changed, so someone came out of it." Song Yue retorted.

Gan Dao's face was like black charcoal, and he cursed in his heart: "Who is so idle to come out of the fog? Isn't this harmful. Hmph, if I meet him, I will definitely fool him to death."

Song Yue was not a fool either. He slapped his palm forward, and a surging force rushed into the fog.

The mist cracked open, and in the blink of an eye it returned to normal.

Gan Daochang's pupils shrank, pointed at the mist, and said, "You see, this mist is very evil, and you can't take it lightly."

Song Yue broke off another branch from the side and reached into the mist.

"don't want!"

The main road chief shouted and stopped in a panic.

However, it was too late.

A terrifying force came from the mist, Song Yue had not had time to loosen the branches, and the main roadmaster had not had time to loosen the corners of Song Yue's clothes. The two of them had a flower in front of their eyes, and they were dragged into the mist at the same time and disappeared.

"Ah, I'm going to die," cried the roadmaster hysterically.

He practiced physiognomy, unlike other practitioners, who possessed powerful supernatural powers and could not resist the pressure from all directions.

Song Yue's reaction was extremely fast, his whole body skills exploded, and he grabbed the main road leader with his backhand, trying to protect both of them.

This is simply delusional.

Bang bang bang!

There was a muffled sound in his chest, his bones creaked, and he was about to fall apart.

He used most of his skills to protect the leader of the road, because the leader of the road was not only his savior, but also because of him this time. Therefore, he would rather die than protect the leader of the road.

"Let's get out." The main road leader called.

Song Yue staggered back with the chief of the main road, delusionally thinking of returning to the same path, however, after retreating for a long time, he was still in the fog.

The main road leader looked pale and said in fear: "Oops. The direction in this fog is chaotic, we can't get out, and we're going to be trapped here."

Song Yue gritted his teeth, blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and said weakly, "Master, I will protect you even if I die."

The leader of the road said desperately: "You can't protect yourself, how can you protect me comprehensively? I will be careful all my life, not standing under the dangerous wall, but I didn't expect to die with you in Changheng Mountain."

"I hurt you." Song Yue said guiltily.

Gan Daochang let out a faint sigh, with a sad face, and said, "I have counted fortunes for too many people in my life. I can count other people's lives, but not my own. I have revealed too many secrets, and now I am condemned by heaven."

boom!

In the end, Song Yue couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground, and his skill collapsed naturally.

The main road leader was unprotected and completely exposed to the fog. Immediately, he was in pain and screamed piercingly.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death... ah!"

The main road leader also fell to the ground and kept rolling. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to roll, and lay dying beside Song Yue.

The two of them are linked by fate, and their lives are hanging by a thread.

"Hey, the screams we heard just now are here, why are they gone?" Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Yeah, there are still people breaking into the fog, they really don't know what to do, do they think you have the ability?" Another voice said.

"That voice is still a bit familiar. It seems that I have heard it somewhere, but it is not very real through the fog."

"That person might be dead, this fog is too terrifying."

The two of you said each other, and it was like fairy music in Gan Dao Chang's ears.

He even wondered if he had auditory hallucinations while he was dying.

Because the voice was too familiar.

Yu Mo!

Isn't he in Jiang An?

How come to Changheng, and it is still in the fog.

"It must be an illusion."

"What if it's not?" He thought about it again: "If it's him, then we'll be saved. After all, hearing his voice is safe and sound, there must be a way to deal with the fog."

"I want to speak out, I'm not dead, come and save me." The road leader shouted in his heart, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't have the strength to shout.

As for Song Yue already in a coma, with only his last breath left, he must be unable to make a sound.

The hope of surviving can only depend on the leader himself.

"I don't want to die, I want to live, I want to speak up." When the leader of the road was desperate, he used his last strength and cried weakly: "Yu Mo... I'm here."

Although his voice was faint, it was still clearly audible at such a close distance.

Both Yu Mo and Crazy Blade heard it, especially the word Yu Mo, which was very clear.

"Ah, it's really someone you know." Crazy Blade said in surprise.

Yu Mo's heart skipped a beat, he recognized the voice and blurted out, "Master, it's actually you."