Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

As soon as Zhou Yi said this, everyone immediately shut up.

Here they seem to have come to realize that Zhou Yi is just a person they don't know at all.

Wen Xuan, who was released by the little fat man, also came to Zhou Yi and gave him a 90 degree salute, and then said, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry for them

Zhou Yi waved his hand and was about to open his mouth when he saw the thick fog rolling in front of him. The visibility had changed from three or four meters to two or three meters.

Seeing this, people don't have time to think about whether Yue bin, who is hanging by the iron chain, is dead or alive. They all lean on Zhou Yi's side.

And the young man who was frightened to faint before, turned to wake up leisurely at this time.

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, then pulled out his ears, and then walked forward.

In today's situation, even if they want to return to the hotel safe and sound, they are afraid that it is impossible, so they have to take a look at it step by step.

Who knows Zhou Yigang is going to step on his feet, and Wenxuan immediately says, "Sir, what's the way?"

"Hum!" Zhou Yi sneered: "what can I do? It's death to wait here, and I can't find the way back. I have to break through the fog and go with me if I dare. If I don't dare, I'll find my way and find a way to go back! "

After saying that, Zhou Yi, regardless of other people's reactions, walked directly to the distance.

Wenxuan didn't think about it, so he followed Zhou Yi.

The rest of the people looked at each other for a moment. At the moment when Zhou Yi's back was about to be seen, they immediately followed up.

But no one else has yet caught up with Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi's pace stops again.

People don't know, so the little fat man just wants to pry his head and ask questions, but he sees Zhou Yi's eyes staring at the front.

Visibility is very low in today's fog. The little fat man looks forward with Zhou Yi's eyes, but he doesn't find anything because there is nothing but a thick white fog rolling in front of him.

So, he reached out his hand and took Wen Xuan on one side and asked, "what is he looking at?"

Wenxuan shook his head.

At this time, Zhou Yi finally moved.

His hand shook, and a yellow paper scale appeared in his palm.

At the moment when the paper amulet appeared, it actually emitted a golden light. Just when people were surprised, the light on the paper suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

And the original yellow paper symbol is also at this moment, turned into a pile of black ash.

All this happened between the electric light and the flint, and people were still lamenting that Zhou Yi's trick had become better, but Zhou Yi let out a roar: "run!"

With that, he rushed out at a speed of 180 miles.

Wenxuan followed closely, the rest of the people did not understand what happened, just to run, the rest of the face simply muddled in situ.

But then they finally knew why they were running.

Because in the thick white fog, suddenly appeared a large amount of blood fog, the blood fog is just in the blink of an eye, then let the young people who are in the same place swallow it.

Before they even had time to scream, they were completely digested by the blood mist and became part of their bodies.

"Shit, shit, shit, what's that thing in the back, Wenxuan, tell me quickly, that's too brain effect, right, right!!"

The little fat man ran back and yelled at Wenxuan.

His spirit has been stretched to the limit. What happened today has completely overturned all his thoughts. All the things that he thought could not happen before are happening one after another today. Sometimes he thinks that he must be dreaming. When he wakes up, everything will change back to the original appearance.

But the pain on his feet and the lung discomfort caused by his excessive running remind him that this is not a dream.

All he has left now is a desperate run.

Because he knows that if he slows down the next step, he will end up like his companions.

But he didn't want that yet.

Zhou Yi is in the front, and his speed has slowed down a lot in order to take care of these people.

In this way, Zhou Yi finally stopped when people thought he was about to die of exhaustion.

Then followed by the crowd is soft and soft to stop, and finally simply fell on the ground, breathing heavily.

Zhou Yi held his arms in his hands and leaned against a wall casually. It didn't look like he had experienced the intense exercise just now.

"Thank you for your help, sir." After a while, Wenxuan's breath was almost over. He ran to Zhou Yi and saluted him.

Zhou Yi reached out and helped him up without saying a word.

Until this time, people finally understood that it seemed that only by following Zhou Yi, could they avoid the danger, and perhaps only in this way could they safely walk out of this strange white fog.Zhou Yi, of course, has no time to think about what they are like now. After he helped Wenxuan up, he was stunned.

Now there are more and more things in the dense fog. Before that, Zhou Yi thought that the old man might be a good man.

But now it seems that maybe he is the rat excrement that stirred a pot of good soup.

If Zhou Yi follows his usual way of doing things, he will certainly rush into the blood mist to find out. However, with more than a dozen oil tankers, I really can't check the bottom of the blood mist, so it seems that in addition to thinking about other ways, that is, step by step.

Looking at Zhou Yi's meditation, a young man with glasses approached the little fat man and said in a low voice, "fat brother, do you think this is a God or a madman?"

When asked by the small glasses, the fat man was stunned.

Then he turned his head slightly stiff and took a look at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi was thinking about how to find out the problem in the blood mist, but did not notice their small movements.

The fat man turned his head and didn't say anything, but Zhou Yi's performance along the way was really incredible.

As the fat man hesitated, the little glasses said, "we have encountered many strange things along the way, but there are also many strange things about him. In terms of his ability, I don't think it's magic, but it's true..."

speaking of this, the fat man also said nervously: "really what?"

"Weird! Fat brother, weird! Do you understand? " The small glasses pushed the mirror on the bridge of his nose, and then said, "I see that he made all the things here, and those of our companions have also disappeared from him. I think he is a madman, a monster, and maybe a Murderer with special functions!"

Bang Dang!

The voice of the small glasses dropped, and the iron stick used to defend the fat man fell to the ground with a crash