Changheng Mountain is quiet under the night sky, and there is no change because of the two more visitors.

Yu Mo and Kuang Dao disappeared into the fog, and two more people appeared in front of the fog. One of them kept muttering: "What are you doing here in Dawan? It's too unlucky and too dangerous. A gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall. Why did I leave Jiang'an? I follow this principle."

"Master Gan, have you heard of it too? Someone came out of the fog in Changheng Mountain. This was the time when the fog appeared. Are you not good?" another person asked.

"It's so good to kill the cat, have you never heard of it? Besides, it's just a rumor. What if it was deliberately fabricated by someone else?" "The rumors are so convincing and credible. Besides, since I have met it, I naturally have to find out. This Changheng Mountain is different from ordinary places and has always been very mysterious. I suspect that the fog of that year is also related to practitioners. As a practitioner, since I have met it, how can I miss this once-in-a-lifetime

Chance."

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

These two are Taoist Master Gan and Song Yue. When Taoist Master Gan thought that Jiang An was not peaceful, he bewitched Song Yue and left Jiang An with him. He had a powerful bodyguard like Song Yue, which killed two birds with one stone.

Taoist Master Gan went to Changheng to avoid disaster. He knew very well that people in the martial arts world generally did not get involved in Changheng, so he could rest assured.

Moreover, he once advised Chang Heng's new parents, and there was a passion between them, and he was confident that he could live freely in Chang Heng.

During the day, he visited Fan Jun and almost met Yu Mo.

Unexpectedly, Song Yue heard from somewhere that someone had walked out of the fog of Changheng Mountain and was exploring Changheng Mountain at night.

Taoist Master Gan couldn't bear to let go of his bodyguards, so he walked with Song Yue to stop his risky actions.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes.

Song Yue seemed to be determined to find out.

The two stood in front of the fog, and Taoist priest desperately grabbed the corner of Song Yue's clothes and told him: "Don't do stupid things. As far as I know, there were practitioners who had penetrated into this fog before and never came out again."

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

The head of the Taoist gang was as dark as charcoal, and he cursed in his heart: "Who is so idle that he actually came out of the fog? Isn't this harmful? Humph, 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 surge of force rushed into the fog.

The fog cracked a hole, and in the blink of an eye it was restored as before.

The Taoist priest shrank his pupils, pointed at the fog, and said, "You can see it. This fog is very evil, so you can't take it lightly."

Song Yue broke a branch from the side and stretched into the mist.

"don't want!"

The main roadmaster shouted loudly and stopped him in panic.

However, it's all too late.

A terrifying force came from the fog. Before Song Yue could let go of the branches, and Taoist Master Gan didn't have time to let go of Song Yue's clothes. The two of them had a flash of eyes and were dragged into the fog at the same time and disappeared.

"Ah, I'm going to die." The Taoist lord shouted hysterically.

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

Song Yue's reaction was very fast, his whole body was full of strength, and he grabbed Taoist Master Gan with his backhand, trying to protect both of them.

This is simply delusional.

Bang bang bang bang!

There were muffled sounds in his chest, his bones creaked, and his whole body was about to fall apart.

He used most of his skills to protect Taoist priest, because Taoist priest was not only his life-savior, but also caused him this time in danger. Therefore, he would rather die by himself than sacrifice his life to protect Taoist priest.

"Let's quit." shouted Taoist Master Gan.

Song Yue staggered back with Taoist Master Gan, hoping to return the same way, but after retreating for a long time, he was still in the fog.

Taoist Master Gan said in fear: "Oh no. The direction of the fog is chaotic. We can't get out and we will be trapped here."

Song Yue gritted his teeth, blood had already flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and he said weakly: "Master Gan, even if I die, I will protect you."

Taoist Master Gan said desperately: "You can't protect yourself, how can you protect me? I'll be careful for the rest of my life and never stand under the dangerous wall. I didn't expect that I would die with you in Changheng Mountain."

"I was the one who harmed you." Song Yue said guiltily.

Taoist priest sighed faintly, cried and said, "I have calculated my fortune for too many people in my life. I can calculate other people's fate, but I can't calculate my own fortune. I have disclosed too many secrets of heaven, and I have been punished by God now."

Bang!

Finally, Song Yue couldn't hold on and fell to the ground, and his skills naturally collapsed.

The Taoist Master Gan was completely exposed to the fog. He immediately felt in pain and screamed heart-wrenchingly.

"Oh, it hurts so much...ah!"

Taoist Master Gan also fell to the ground, rolling constantly, and finally he lost his strength to roll, and lay next to Song Yue dyingly.

The two of them are connected in the same fate, and their lives are hanging on a thread.

"Hey, the scream we heard just now is here, why is it gone?" Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Yes, there are people who have entered the fog. They really don't know how to live or die. Do they think they have the ability of you?" said another voice.

"The sound is a little familiar, and it seems that I have heard it somewhere, but it is not very real through the fog."

"That person might die. The fog is too terrifying."

The two of them said one by one, and they heard the sound of Taoist priests like fairy music.

He even had a little doubt that he had auditory hallucinations when he was dying.

Because the sound is so familiar.

Yu Mo!

Isn't he in Jiang'an?

How could I come to Changheng? And I am still in the fog.

"This must be an illusion."

"What if it's not?" He thought again: "If it's him, then we'll be saved. After all, if you hear his voice 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." Taoist Gan cried out in his heart. He opened his mouth but had no strength to shout out.

As for Song Yue was already unconscious, he only had one last breath and he would definitely not be able to speak out.

The hope of survival can only depend on Taoist priest himself.

"I don't want to die, I want to live, I want to speak." In despair, Master Gan used his last little strength and shouted weakly: "Yu Mo... I'm here."

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

Yu Mo and Kuang Dao both heard it, especially the word Yu Mo, which was particularly clear.
Chapter completed!