Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

After a burst of dizziness, Xi Feiluan landed in a thick fog—his bottom landed on the ground.

What a weird teleportation circle.He just tried to perceive those purple and silver mixed rays of light, but he still couldn't perceive which side the power was leaning towards.

Xi Feiluan slowly stood up in the thick fog, tilted his head, and saw that there was still a person pressing down on him.

Meng Xiangyang threw himself to the ground and was embedded in the soft sand.

"……How are you?"

Xi Feiluan didn't bother to help him, and looked around while asking, his sight was covered by thick fog, and he could only see a distance of at most tens of feet, and the other people didn't know where they fell.

A slightly cool wind blew across Xi Feiluan's face, carrying a damp and salty smell in the wind.

Is it sea breeze?

Xi Feiluan stepped on the sand under his feet again, and the sand was turned grayish white by the thick fog.

This is where?Is it on the East China Sea?

Just as he was thinking about it, Meng Xiangyang groaned twice, got up from the ground with hands and feet, pouted the sand in his mouth, and wiped his face, looking puzzled: "Why is it foggy... Junior Brother, Where is this?"

"Stand up quickly." Xi Feiluan urged.

Meng Xiangyang hurriedly stood up, and held the big sword hanging around his waist with both hands, feeling something bad from the strange thick fog around him: "Where are the others? Did we... fall into some kind of trap?"

Xi Feiluan put his finger to his mouth, reminding him to keep silent.

In the dense fog, a faint cough suddenly emerged.The cough sound was far and near, sometimes clear, and sometimes disappeared for a while.

Meng Xiangyang: "Who's there?!"

Xi Feiluan didn't care too much anymore, and slowly spread out his consciousness, covering it around.

The moment Gai passed, he felt an obstacle.

The surrounding fog covered everything like a layer of white veil. His divine sense swept across, and he could barely feel that there was sea water surging half a mile away from their foothold.

I'm afraid this is really the East China Sea.

The coughing sound was still approaching, Meng Xiangyang grabbed the corner of Xi Feiluan's clothes with one hand, pulled out his sword with the other and held it in front of him, tremblingly said: "Master, junior brother, there seems to be a ghost here..."

Xi Feiluan glanced at him: "Don't be afraid, you are full of yang energy, ghosts don't like to eat you."

"..." was not comforted.

A black figure gradually emerged from the dense fog. Accompanied by a slight cough, the two immediately raised their vigilance and stared in that direction without saying a word.

"What, who?!" Meng Xiangyang said with trembling lips.

"Brother Meng..." The figure fell out of the thick fog, staggered a few steps and fell to the ground, revealing his face, it was a female disciple under Jiang Yao's knee.

Meng Xiangyang's high-raised heart fell back to its original place in an instant, and he hurried over to help him up: "Did you see anyone else?"

"I got separated from...Senior Sister Linger, and I couldn't find her when I turned around...cough cough...cough cough..."

Xi Feiluan put his hand on her veins, and after a simple probe, he immediately sensed something was wrong: "This mist may be mixed with miasma or other poisonous gas, quickly cover your mouth and nose."

Meng Xiangyang was shocked when he heard the words, and quickly took out several cloth handkerchiefs, and handed one to Xi Feiluan and the other to the female disciple.

"Do you have Baicao Dan?"

Meng Xiangyang asked blankly, "What is that?"

Xi Feiluan felt bad.The place is filled with mist that does not know what kind of poison it contains. He has a high level of cultivation and can temporarily resist it, but others can only press against him forcibly, and the various healing holy medicines that Fei Zhe gave him are all on the missing tree. It's in the hairpin.

"Find someone quickly and get out of here."

"Yes, Junior Sister, which direction did you come from? Have you seen anyone else?"

"I can't tell the direction either...it seems to be...there." The female disciple raised her hand and pointed in one direction vaguely.

Meng Xiangyang and Xi Feiluan looked at each other, and the former helped the weak female disciple: "Let's go, let's look for it quickly, maybe Junior Sister Yang hasn't gone far."

The three of them broke through the thick fog and walked forward with trepidation. After walking for a while, Meng Xiangyang lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of alarming: "Junior brother, where are we here..."

Xi Feiluan was silent for a while: "It's probably the East China Sea."

"Donghai?!" Meng Xiangyang's face turned green immediately, and his voice came out from between his teeth: "Isn't that the domain of the monster race?"

"There are no monster races at the junction of the East China Sea and the Central Plains." Xi Feiluan cautiously probed the surroundings: "There are some things that are more difficult than monster races."

Meng Xiangyang swallowed: "What, what?"

"A group that has been expelled from the monster clan." Xi Feiluan spoke slowly, as if reading from a book: "They are cruel by nature, and they are not spiritually intelligent. They lure the human race to eat by singing. They seem to be called... sharks. "

"That, that, that, does it look like that—" Meng Xiangyang raised his hand and pointed in one direction tremblingly.

The two looked up, and behind the floating white mist was a jagged, gleaming black linden, which belonged to a fish tail lying beside the rock, and the fish tail connected upwards was dry to sallow The half-human body, the rough skin has been eroded by the sea water and the scorching sun for a long time, and it is covered with cracks and vicissitudes. A ferocious human face rests on the naked body.

Xi Feiluan nodded slowly, as if a mermaid who had been sun-dried into a mummified corpse suddenly trembled slightly, and his two thin vermilion pupils suddenly opened, Meng Xiangyang stared there, while slowly retreating: "Quick...quick Run!!!"

As soon as the words fell, the sharks tore through the thick fog with their sharp claws, and rushed towards them.

"Be careful!!!" Meng Xiangyang pushed Xi Feiluan away, and pulled the female disciple back in a hurry. The shark jumped into the air, the bony scales on his body exploded, and he fell on the ground and turned his head to them, screaming sharply.

Xi Feiluan's face changed slightly: "Hurry up, it's calling its kind!"

There was thick fog all around, and it was impossible to tell the direction. Meng Xiangyang picked up the dying female disciple beside him, "Junior Sister offended!" After saying that, he plunged into the thick fog and ran forward without hesitation: "Junior Brother! You follow me closely!!!"

Xi Feiluan didn't respond, and didn't follow him until his back was about to disappear in the thick fog. With a thought, Xi Feiluan slashed precisely at the neck of the pounced shark with a knife combined with spiritual power.

The stench was on his face, Xi Feiluan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the ferocious-looking merman fainted on the ground, and quickly stepped up to catch up.

The dense fog did not completely cancel out Xi Feiluan's sense of direction. After a short while, he caught up with Meng Xiangyang. Just as he was about to say hello, he saw Meng Xiangyang in front of him gradually stop, and put down the junior sister on his back. , looking back.

Xi Feiluan walked over and said calmly, "I didn't catch up."

"That's great," Meng Xiangyang heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Junior brother, take a quick look!"

Meng Xiangyang pointed forward with some surprise. The few disciples who came with them were lying on the sand. Most of them were embedded in the sand just like Meng Xiangyang came. They seemed to have passed out. Next to him, Yang Linger Standing there, picking people out of the sand.

"Everyone has been found, that's great!" Meng Xiangyang walked there and greeted loudly: "Junior Sister Yang!!!"

Yang Ling'er, who was leaning over to drag people out, raised her head, her face was somewhat blurred by the mist, but her pale face was definitely not the joy of finding a fellow student.

There was a splash beside him, Xi Feiluan turned his head, and the female disciple passed out completely.

Trouble.

"Junior Sister Yang, are you alright?" Meng Xiangyang walked to the sandy ground. The wind here was much stronger than where they stayed before, and the howling wind was mixed with the sound of swishing water. Meng Xiangyang was puzzled: " what sound?"

"It's... the sound of sea waves." Yang Ling'er knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably: "Hurry up...here, here..."

"Ah? Junior sister, what's wrong with you?"

Before finishing speaking, Xi Feiluan dragged the fainted female disciple to this place, and found an open space to put it down: "Junior Sister Yang, do you have a sword?"

"Why do you want a sword?" Meng Xiangyang was surprised, and patted the jeweled sword on his waist by the way: "I have it here, just take it if you want."

"You take it yourself." Xi Feiluan turned to look at him with a serious expression.

"Yes! I have a practice sword here, but it's not very sharp..." Yang Ling'er shivered, took the scabbard from her waist, handed it to Xi Feiluan, and grabbed the spear on the ground.

"It's enough." Xi Feiluan's eyes swept across the disciples who were lying on the ground: "They have all been injured by the poisonous mist and need to be taken back to the sect for timely treatment. You two are here to protect you. If you can't protect them, you should go When it's time, let's go."

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

Yang Ling'er nodded heavily, stood up with her weapon firmly in hand, her eyes were determined, but she said: "I will never abandon you brothers and sisters!"

"Don't care too much about it," Xi Feiluan sighed softly, his eyes drifted through the thick fog to the coast ahead: "Rise and fall are destiny, just do what you can."

The sound of the waves was rhythmic, and only thirty feet away from them was the sea that most human races would never have the chance to see in their lifetime. The dark blue water turned into waves, leaving layers of white on the beach. Foam, and the sea water is full of black reefs, large and small, protruding from the water.

There are dense numbers of mermaids climbing on those reefs, some jump into the water and swim towards the shore, and some open their fin-shaped vocal parts near their ears and sing loudly.

"Master, Junior Brother... I think... I heard someone singing again." In the silence, Meng Xiangyang tremblingly held his sword.

"This is an attack signal." Xi Feiluan looked back innocently, without any signs of imminent disaster: "Just now, we are now in the shark's predation circle."