Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Chapter 944 Why don’t you continue!

Chapter 944 Why don’t you continue!

The angry scholar left as fast as he could, not worrying about the strange background of the horns for a moment as he rushed to his next destination.

He didn't notice at all that less than a kilometer away, Lin Fan and others were heading in the direction of banishing the immortal.

"Xiangyu is really like a crouching dragon and a phoenix. In the city of living people, you can meet Mie City who is walking in mid-air. You can also experience the power of Mie City on this quick trip."

The old man shrank back and couldn't help but sigh.

The scholar has actually suppressed his breath very low.

In this area of ​​Xiangyu, even it does not dare to show off like a tyrant.

But because the old man and others had been in contact with Mie City for a long time, they were sensitive to the aura, and the distance was not too far, so they sensed its existence.

Lin Fan was a little surprised.

Because...it is the scholar who is on his way.

The direction it travels is the destination it is about to go to.

Is it possible that it is also seeking to banish the immortal?

Lin Fan thought about it carefully and found that he and the scholar didn't actually have much hatred. It could even be said that the two sides had helped each other.

That strange waist-cutting figure was just a broken figure. After experiencing the Moon Fox incident, he must have long forgotten the existence of this strange thing.

Thinking about it this way, he is still the administrator of Jieyou Library.

Not only is there no grievance or enmity, it can also be considered a cooperative relationship.

It should not be framed.

After thinking about this, I became less vigilant and continued driving the silent tram.

This tram is specially made by Jianghai City, and even the sound of the motor is reduced to a minimum.

Because something strange has happened, all car factories with logos have gone out of business, so there is currently no logo on the front of this car.

The location of the Banished Immortal was not that far away in peaceful times. It only took a few hours to drive there.

But in the post-apocalyptic world where the weirdness is coming, it's very far, not counting the rest time, it takes three or four days just to drive.

After traveling for several days, after crossing a quiet mountain road, Bai Ling'er opened her mouth and whispered softly:

"Ahead is the territory of the Exalted Immortal."

"In front? There's nothing there."

The old man sat in the passenger seat, twisted his stiff neck, stretched out his head and looked forward.

Lin Fan also lowered the speed a little, feeling equally confused.

The old man used his mysterious eyes, and Lin Fan used his mysterious shadows.

No location like Mie City's territory was found.

Bai Ling'er looked like a mother taking care of a child, showing an expression like teaching a fool. She sighed, stretched out her jade hand, and pointed forward.

"Did you see those mountains?"

"You mean, there are mountains that are at least ten kilometers away from us?"

"That's about it. It's not far ahead and we'll be here."

"..."

The old man resisted the urge to scold Gui.

Ahead is the territory of the Exalted Immortal.

It turns out there are still more than ten kilometers to go, you can just point it out.

No matter how bad the sense of distance is, it's not that big of a difference, right?

"found it."

Lin Fan was reminded by it, and the scope of his shadow search suddenly expanded.

I did find a white mist that was similar to the city of the living.

The only difference is that the place where the white mist is located is on the river?

Lin Fan quickly took back his investigation.

Just now when his own shadow touched the white mist, he felt a heart-piercing pain.

It must be this kind of survey that arouses the dissatisfaction of the owner of the scene, the banished immortal.

The distance was not too far, so Lin Fan no longer used the shadow method to understand the terrifying scene.

After all, Hunan is not a fully developed wide area.

Not only is the road difficult to drive, but in many places due to strange invasions, the road is blocked by abandoned cars and collapsed houses, making it possible to take many long detours.

After driving for a long time, I finally saw the whole white mist.

Different from the half-dead state of the Living City, the white mist on the river was particularly fluffy and even expanding at an extremely slow speed.

Moreover, Baiwu's energy seemed positive and upbeat, not lifeless at all.

"The area of ​​this white mist covers the river. It must be half the size of a city, right?"

The old man took a breath. He had seen the Living City before. Because it was close and there were many buildings erected, he didn't have much indication of the size of the city.

Now, when I see a lone cloud of white mist floating on the river, I feel shocked.

Yi Qiqi stared blankly at the white mist in front of him, but asked about another thing with a novel idea.

"Why are the horror scenes wrapped in white mist?"

Lin Fan shook his head.

After the strangeness arrived, the two most puzzling mysteries were the ghostly flames and the white mist of the terrifying scene.

It was precisely because of this that Lin Fan showed surprise when he saw the strange netherworld flames in the black dress.

This thing is actually weird and can be touched, how can people not care about it.

"do you know?"

Yi Qiqi turned to look at Bai Ling'er.

In the past few days, Bai Ling'er had been feeling depressed, looking at the mountain of corpses from time to time, her eyes filled with longing for the generals.

So that it is difficult for everyone to talk to it.

But now that they get along with each other, the three of them can roughly understand when Bai Ling'er is crazy and when he is normal.

As long as it doesn't encounter something that interests it, it won't go crazy.

For example, when generals and Lin Fan entered the city with strange contracts and other things, once it started to act, it didn't care about anything, not even its life.

But just a few simple chats won't make you go crazy.

Of course, outside, she adheres to the "feminine rules" and says that she can only talk to the same person of the opposite sex for five sentences every day.

At this point, Yi Qiqi felt that it was understandable to be wary of the old man.

But even his own master is on guard, so he somewhat thinks highly of himself.

Therefore, it is often Yi Qiqi's task to talk to Bai Ling'er.

Bai Ling'er, a member of the Women's Alliance, did not object to talking to her and said calmly:

"Who knows, where the white mist came from, there are so many explanations that I don't even bother to remember it, but I do know that there is a strange creature that can control the white mist."

Control the white mist?

Lin Fan's heart moved and he felt a little surprised.

I thought that this was something inherent in horror scenes, but I never thought that it could be controlled by something weird.

However, if you think of the weirdness of the black dress, you can summon the ghost flames.

I don’t think it’s novel at all.

So he quickly regained his composure and drove to Banxian indifferently.

Yi Qiqi asked this question instead of Lin Fan.

"Controlling the white mist, does that mean you are very powerful?"

"Well, it's ridiculously strong. Of course, my husband is the strongest."

Bai Ling'er did not deny that as a woman's supreme leader, she did not forget to add the second half of the sentence.

"Then who is it? Where is it? Will we meet it?"

"..."

Bai Ling'er pondered for a long time, "You can't touch it, it's always elusive, and I've never seen it with my own eyes. It's the same as Ming——"

Before it could finish speaking, the car had slowly stopped.

Lin Fan looked at the white mist rising high, and the car beside it was like a little handwriting on an A4 paper, insignificant.

The three of them plus Bai Ling'er stood nearby, and they were even worse than a car. From a distance, you couldn't even notice their presence.

The continuous white fog made even Lin Fan feel depressed.

This is a feeling that no living city can give.

Bai Ling'er was not a talker. After arriving at the destination, she dropped the topic and turned her attention to Bai Wu.

Only inside Lin Fan's body, the shadow said angrily:

"Why don't you continue talking!"

Jiaolong nodded cooperatively, "Its ability to tell stories is less than one thousandth of Brother Ying's."

The weird young master: "..."