Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 512

A huge explosion suddenly came out from the thick white miasma, and the air wave of the explosion even threw out Xilei and Huahu who were relatively close.

The ever-calm and waveless surface of the Dead Sea was blown up by huge waves, Ningmei and the others who finally swam to the front of this miasma took advantage of the opportunity and were thrown back by the waves.

Xilei managed to stabilize her figure, wiped the seawater splashed all over her face, and as soon as she gritted her teeth, she was about to rush into the miasma that still couldn't be melted away.

Seeing this, Huahu quickly grabbed her: "What do you want to do!?"

She cried but tried hard to get out of Huahu's confinement: "Don't pull me! It's inside!"

"It's because it's inside that you can't go in! Now that the situation inside is unclear, if you rush in rashly, it's still adding to the chaos! Do you think you're better than it?"

Huahu sternly scolded Xilei, but Xilei, who had always shown people the face of Yujie Queen, now looked like a little girl who was criticized and sad, and her eye circles suddenly turned red.

The flower fox was caught in the eyes by her expression without any precautions. She was slightly taken aback, her heart was sore, and then she stretched her arms, and brought the tears into her arms.

"Okay, don't be sad, she will be fine after that, let's wait here for her good news."

Huahu followed the tear-absorbing long hair one by one, until her trembling body gradually calmed down.

After this explosion, the miasma seems to have dissipated a lot, and the ghost ship reappeared in the miasma.

Seeing this, the flower fox immediately made a tactic with both hands to let the natural wind flow.

After a while, the miasma that could not be gathered was blown away by the strong wind.

After the miasma dissipated, the first thing that caught your eyes was a white figure standing tall on the crumbling mast.

The wind blew her skirts, making her white dress flutter and flutter; she was like a fairy in the nine heavens, her peerless face was even more eye-catching than the starry sky at this moment when the miasma and mist cleared.

"That's it!"

Seeing this familiar figure, Huahuhu immediately screamed out of joy, and Xilei, who was still leaning on her shoulder, immediately pushed her away, and faced Su Xingzhi with a surprised look: "Zhizhi! You are indeed the strongest!" Yes! I knew you'd be fine."

(End of this chapter)