Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 828
The tone of Yanyan's last exhortation was a bit heavy.

When it came out of her mouth, there were strands of light golden qi invisible to the naked eye in her tone, which mixed with her voice and poured into He Ji's ears.

He Ji stared blankly at Yanyan's back, stood at the edge of the woods holding a torch, and repeated mechanically in his mouth: "I owe you two questions, and I'm not going anywhere... I owe you two questions, where am I going?" Not going either... two questions, not going anywhere..."

He kept repeating this sentence like this, as if it was the only sentence left in his mind.

"I owe you two questions and I'm not going anywhere...I owe you two questions and I'm not going anywhere...Two questions and I'm not going anywhere..."

In such a dark night, there was a strange thick fog in front of them, and listening to the repeated voices without any change in tone, everyone felt horrified.

Yanyan and Xing Yutang led the crowd into Yewu Wasteland, and after walking a certain distance, He Ji could still hear He Ji repeating those words.

Bo Chengxian couldn't help but said in a low voice: "Why is this person talking endlessly? He must be possessed by evil spirits. Master, do you want me to go back and see him?"

When Bo Chengxian was questioning, he couldn't help but look back at the place where He Ji was standing.

But they had stepped into the thick fog at this moment, and He Ji had completely disappeared from his sight.

Bo Chengxian rubbed his eyes, the spirit energy was instilled in the pupils again, but still no one was seen.

He was shocked!
As a disciple of the White Mist Palace, no one is more familiar with fog than him.

There is a special technique in Bai's practice called "seeing the mountains through the fog", which mainly cultivates eyesight, no matter how thick the fog is, one can see things as usual in it.

It also includes the monster mist that is transformed by various monsters and is specially used to confuse people.

Therefore, just now when Bo Chengxian heard He Ji mentioning that there is a thick fog that lingers all night, he immediately became interested.

Encountering a monster who can use mist as a psychedelic formation may be a big trouble for others, but it is a rare training ground for the disciples of the White Mist Palace.

It just happens to be able to exercise your eyesight.

Therefore, when he heard that there was night fog here, Bo Chengxian's original plan to turn back was immediately dispelled, and he was even a little excited.

But at this moment, facing the dense fog, Bo Chengxian realized that the fog in this place was much more dangerous than he imagined.

At this moment, he could still hear He Ji's voice, and judging from the clarity of the voice, the distance they entered into the mist was not far away, but he couldn't see He Ji at all.

Even if he used Bai Lian's exercises to release his consciousness completely, he still couldn't see anything.

"Master, I can't see He Ji! The fog is so strong that even I can't..."

While Bo Chengxian transmitted the sound to Yan Yan in horror, he turned his head and stared hard at the direction where He Ji's voice came from.

But she never heard Yan Yan's reply.

Bo Chengxian's heart was shaken, and he turned around abruptly.

In front of him, there was only thick and deep fog, and there was no Yanyan.

"Master!"

Bo Seung-hyun roared in horror.

But as far as he could see, there was only a gray-white fog as thick as a thick slurry, which seemed to be stagnant, boundless...

The bottom of Bo Chengxian's heart felt like falling into a cold pool instantly, and the spirit energy all over his body surged out, his body rose up vertically, and the white chain fused in his body appeared in the palm of his hand at the same time.

The white chain was thrown like a wind, and Bo Chengxian frantically pulled it towards the thick fog: "Give me back my suzerain, come out the damned old monster, give me back my suzerain..."

However, he seems to have completely fallen into a world with only dense fog, no Yan Yan, no one else, and the fierce wind rolled up by the white chain in his hand can't shake the misty mist at all...

And at this moment, the edge of the dense forest.

He Ji, who was waiting with a torch, was still stuttering in his mouth as he recited the last two words that Yanyan left him:
"I owe you two questions and I'm not going anywhere...I owe you two questions and I'm not going anywhere...Two questions and I'm not going anywhere..."

He Ji's entire consciousness seemed to be only these two sentences left, and he didn't realize that the fog in the forest had gradually spread towards him.

The fog is like a gray-white veil pulled by the slight waves of the air, stretching out silently...

Covering the barren grass at He Ji's feet.

engulfed his calf.

Gradually, his whole body was immersed in it.

He Ji stared blankly ahead, repeating the same words over and over again, still holding the long-extinguished torch in his hand.

Just when the fog engulfed him, the torch was extinguished, but He Ji seemed to have no perception at all, still standing straight.

Soon, the fog in front of him became too thick to be seen, and completely merged with the edge of the forest that was still clearly discernible just now.

He Ji was still repeating that sentence.

In the mist in front of him, two balls of faint blue light floated like ghosts of ghosts.

The faint blue light is getting closer and closer to He Ji, and at the same time there is a low and gloomy smile in the dense fog.

"Jie Jiejie...Since you are here, what are you doing standing here, please come here, come here..."

The voice is as soft and charming as thin silk and satin, which makes the heart's cartilage crisp and soft.

But He Ji didn't seem to hear the voice, and kept repeating those two sentences in his mouth.

The two clusters of dim light seem to be soft and boneless, drifting to the front, whirling around He Ji's body lightly, finally stopping behind him, lying on half of his ear, coaxing gently and obediently with a lingering and sweet voice: "Let's go, come with slave..."

He Ji: "I can't go anywhere, I owe you two questions, I can't go anywhere..."

Seeing that He Ji was completely unmoved, the gloomy light swayed slowly, and his voice became more charming: "I allow you to leave, come on, come with your slave..."

He Ji's murmuring voice gradually subsided, and he lifted one of his two legs that stood like wooden posts stiffly, and took half a step forward.

But as soon as his body moved, Yan Yan's voice came from the depths of his consciousness: "You still owe me two questions, I'll ask you when I come back... You are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Yan Yan's voice sounded in his head like a spell to fix the body, He Ji's second foot froze when he was about to take a step, and he began to repeat what he had just said: "I can't go anywhere, I owe you two Problem, I can't go anywhere..."

The two balls of dim light seemed not expecting He Ji to stop, they shook twice and then quickly entangled, continuing to bewitch with the soft and charming voice just now.

But whenever He Ji was about to take a step, he suddenly began to repeat that sentence loudly, and at the same time, Yan Yan's clear and sweet voice sounded in his head...

After doing this over and over again, You Guang seemed to have finally lost his patience completely, and the two groups of light suddenly separated, and suddenly flew past the sides of He Ji's head at extreme speed.

The moment the light flew past, He Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, and the originally pitch-black eyeballs shrank into two black spots the size of mung beans, and his body began to tremble violently.

(End of this chapter)