The priest is a loser

Tao Shuang sat beside Yan Ruyu, watching the man in lavender gown stroking Chang An's nape,

His appearance is as gentle as a woman's, but his whole body exudes a cold aura.

Chang An lay between his knees without daring to move, and Tao Shuang couldn't help shivering.

When I came back with Big Brother Shen at noon, Big Brother Shen seemed to call him Young Master Rong...

From the conversation, it can be seen that they have known each other for a long time.

It shouldn't be a bad guy!

Tao Shuang swallowed, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Rong?"

Rong Wenxu raised his eyes and looked at the two teenagers opposite.

"You are the disciples of the Qingfeng sect that Liu Qiuan said."

Yan Ruyu nodded and said, "Yes."

Tao Shuang said in surprise: "Young Master Rong, you also know that childish ghost..."

"Junior brother...don't be rude..."

"I'm just a childish ghost... such a big person can't move when he sees candied haws! I don't even eat candied haws anymore!"

"Candied haws!"

Mu Changxian came out of the medical hall with Liu Qiuan on his back. Liu Qiuan was lying on his shoulder with a weary expression. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a hawker selling candied haws.

He immediately raised his head, his radiant look was completely different from the previous sluggish look, and one couldn't help but wonder.

Liu Qiuan looked at the candied haws with great interest, and watched himself getting further and further away from it, the corners of his raised mouth suddenly collapsed, he lowered his head sullenly, and a strand of hair slipped softly from his shoulders.

He suddenly had a seizure, hugged Mu Changxian's neck tightly, shook his legs angrily, and said, "Why didn't you buy it for me! Why! Why!"

Mu Changxian shook his head and said, "The doctor said you'd better eat less sweets."

Liu Qiu'an whined, "Quack doctor! Quack doctor!"

"There are still many days to come. When you recover from illness, I will make you any sweets."

Liu Qiu'an murmured with a heavy nasal voice: "But I want to eat right now..."

"..." Mu Changxian remained silent, and Liu Qiuan whimpered on his shoulder like a wounded cub.

He finally stopped slowly, turned around and sighed, "Only this once."

"Okay, okay!" Liu Qiuan's eyes lit up, but before he finished speaking, Mu Changxian stopped in his tracks again.

He stared ahead, frowning nervously.

Liu Qiu'an thought he was going to repent, so he pouted his lower lip unhappily. At this moment, he heard a sound of falling to the ground.

He raised his head in doubt, but saw that the street in front of him suddenly became foggy.

I don't know where the fog came from, and I don't know when it filled the entire street.

Something fell across the ground not far ahead, the fog was too thick, only a faint shadow could be seen.

Liu Qiu'an immediately fell silent and got off Mu Changxian's back.

The two looked at each other through the mist, and walked towards the things that fell on the ground tacitly.

Mu Changxian held his hand tightly, watching his surroundings carefully, not daring to relax for a moment.

When they got closer, they realized that it was the peddler who had just bought candied haws who fell on the ground.

"This……"

Liu Qiu'an wanted to lean over to get a better look, but was stopped by Mu Changxian, "I'll do it."

With that said, Mu Changxian squatted down.

The people on the ground were completely dead, their hands and feet were withered, without a trace of blood.

Mu Changxian said incredulously: "This person's blood... has been sucked dry?"

Liu Qiuan narrowed his eyes: "What?"

Mu Changxian said in a deep voice: "Except for the wound on the neck that seems to have been bitten, there are no other wounds..."

"Neck...scars..."

Gu puppet.

Liu Qiu'an rubbed his chin, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, isn't that person still in Fengyulou?

Is he back...

When is...

Why hasn't there been any news from Xiaoyou...

The thoughts in his head were in a mess.

Liu Qiuan scratched his hair with a headache.

Such a thick fog almost covered the entire Luohong City, Rong Wenxu and the others should have noticed something strange, so they should retreat in time...

"Be careful."

Liu Qiu'an was called back to his thoughts in a low voice, the mist around him suddenly turned, and two people with red eyes rushed out of the mist in front of him.

Mu Changxian caught half of Jiang Se in his arms in time, and swept back a few feet.

The two people who rushed out had already rushed to the place where they were standing, they were equally haggard, one was holding a bright short blade in his hand, and the taller one was holding a heavy mace and smashed hard Bluestone board.

The stone slab cracked at the sound, breaking into several small pieces.

If Cai didn't dodge in time, the consequences can be imagined.

Liu Qiu'an pursed her lips in frustration, and pulled herself together.

The two walked towards them slowly and staggeringly.

There was also an intermittent moan like a wailing from his throat.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the walking dead.

Mu Changxian stared at the two monsters, pulled out the long sword from the scabbard, and stood in front of Liu Qiuan.

Liu Qiu'an grabbed his arm and persuaded, "They are controlled by others, they are puppets who will not spare their lives. Besides, the place is thick with fog and dangerous... It is better for us not to confront them head-on, but to find a way out first."

Mu Changxian pondered: "...OK."

The puppet was getting closer and closer to them. Mu Changxian slanted his sword to protect Liu Qiuan and slowly retreated. Liu Qiuan was looking for a way to retreat. In this dense fog, the clear sight was only more than a foot away. It is really dangerous to use lightness kung fu.

Mu Changxian stared at the two puppets who had lost their minds, and a sense of familiarity emerged spontaneously.

The sound of the mace dragging on the ground echoed clearly around, and there were closed doors all around, and the sleeping people seemed to have fallen into a deeper and deeper dreamland.

Liu Qiu'an said in amazement: "With such a big commotion and such a strange fog, why can't I hear any living voices? The only passer-by I met on the street was the peddler who just died. The population of Luohong City is actually Is it so thin?...Could it be, could it be that this mist is a mist that can break people's minds, and the people in Luohong City can't wake up anymore."

His heart tightened, this mist might be similar to the mist in the Qingshan dungeon beside Yanhui City that can make people lose their internal strength.

Liu Qiu'an wanted to tell him the conjecture in his heart: "Mu Changxian..."

But Mu Changxian called out in a difficult tone: "Senior Ao Zhang, Senior Tan Lu...how could it be..."

Liu Qiu'an opened his mouth, followed his gaze, and found that he was calling those two insane Gu puppets.

Tao Shuang looked at the fog coming in from the gate of the inn, opened his eyes curiously, and asked, "How did the fog outside become so thick?"

Yan Ruyu couldn't help frowning: "It's not right...Even if it's been raining, it shouldn't be like this."

Rong Wenxu stood up suddenly,

"Where is Shen Zhou?"

Chang An jumped off from his knees and ran towards the inn door without hesitation.

Looking at the thick fog outside, Tao Shuang said anxiously: "Hey! Don't run around!"

Before the words were finished, Chang'an had jumped into the thick fog and disappeared.

Tao Shuang wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Yan Ruyu.

"Brother!"

Yan Ruyu looked at Rong Wenxu with a dignified expression, and said in a low voice, "Senior Shen went out again half an hour ago, and he hasn't returned yet."

Rong Wenxu picked up the clothes on the table, quickly tore them into three strips, wet them with the remaining tea in the pot, and handed two strips to Yan Ruyu first.

Shen Sheng said: "Cover your mouth and nose, try not to inhale these mist."

Yan Ruyu nodded, and handed the other to Tao Shuang beside him.

But Tao Shuang pointed at the door and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, there are people in the fog..."