Chapter 685 Good words can’t persuade a damn ghost
"Nothing special, just gray everywhere. Not even an enemy. It seems that this time..."

Seeing her, Wang Quan Baiye's face darkened. Why did he feel like she was just out for a picnic? He gently scolded, "Be careful! I can feel that this place is definitely not simple."

"Hmph! Hmph!" Wang Quanzui didn't care. His brother was always suspicious. He didn't see a single enemy here. If there was an enemy, he would have been sensed thousands of miles away.

With so many people, maybe they can't see it or feel it?
Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound of flapping wings. The sound was very faint and almost inaudible if you didn't listen carefully. However, in this environment, any sound would be infinitely amplified.

What's more, they were cultivators. This buzzing sound scared everyone as soon as it appeared. Wang Quanzui subconsciously shrank his neck and looked around timidly.

I looked around, but found nothing.

The rest of the people, intentionally or unintentionally, protected Wang Quanzui and Qing Muyuan among them. Among all the people present, they had the lowest cultivation levels.

Looking around vigilantly, everyone walked slowly into the valley, trying to cross the canyon.

"What? Are we too cautious? Were we scared?!" Wang Quanzui was a little dissatisfied. He looked around again and saw a mosquito resting not far in front of him.

"Hey?"

This mosquito is slightly bigger than ordinary mosquitoes. Not only that, there seems to be something wrong with its wings. It has two more pairs of wings than normal ones.

That faint humming sound was the sound of its wings flapping. Wang Quanzui breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, the source of the sound has been found, look!"

Wang Quanzui's words startled everyone. They turned around and saw the mosquito. The mosquito kept flying back and forth in front of them, as if it was sizing them up.

It is extremely spiritual, as if it is consciously conveying some information.

"Be careful, this thing is a bit strange!" Wang Quan Baiye warned and pulled Wang Quanzui away. Just as he was about to retreat, he swung out his sword and slashed it.

"boom!"

The sound was extremely small, almost inaudible, but everyone still heard it. It seemed to be the sound of something hitting a magic weapon.

The sword flashed, and the mosquito fell to the ground. A group of people surrounded the thing and studied it carefully.

Li Quzhuo looked it up and down, scratched his head, frowned and said: "This thing... seems to be a magic weapon, not even a magic weapon, but how can this thing appear outside the circle?"

"But it's so exquisitely made. I've only seen such exquisite things at Brother Chen's place. And this pattern... only... Damn! It's really his thing!"

Wang Quan Baiye and Yang Yi sighed and looked at each other, then understood what was going on.

Murong Ji also followed, but...how could this magical weapon catch up with them?

Before they could say anything, a few more mosquitoes flew over, and the sound of their flapping wings was extremely obvious. This time the mosquitoes were the size of cherries, with two big dark eyes, which looked a bit creepy.

A few mosquitoes circled around the group, then looked over one by one, as if they were checking something.

Suddenly, Mosquito's voice suddenly came, "You are all caught, quickly exit the canyon and run back! Come and meet me quickly!"

Everyone was stunned. This was indeed Murong Ji's voice.

However, outside the circle, they dared not believe anything. The outside world was too mysterious to them and they had no idea about it.

Anything could happen, and the only way for them to maintain a little sense of security is to trust no one.

"I remember that when we decided to come out, we didn't inform him!" Li Zizai suddenly reminded.

Everyone was a little surprised, looking at the mosquito, they became more and more distrustful. No matter how fast Murong Ji was, it was impossible for him to find them in such a short time.

They decided to leave the circle on a whim. Even if Murong Ji rushed over when he got to know the news, there was still a few days' journey between them.

"I think that this Chen Mi is right! Chen Mi's weapon refining techniques are unique in both the human and demon worlds. It is extremely difficult to imitate." Li Quzhuo's voice rang out, and everyone fell silent again.

The Li brothers all had disagreements, and the only ones who could make the decision at this time were Wang Quan Baiye and Yang Yitan.

"Brother, what do you think?" Qing Muyuan suddenly asked.

Everyone's eyes fell on the two of them, waiting for their decision. Wang Quan Baiye lowered his head to think for a while, but did not speak first. This scene was indeed a bit weird.

He also learned from Murong Ji about some characteristics of creatures outside the circle, such as the ability to invade people's consciousness, and the ability to erode people's memories and transform into scenes or people that are familiar to him.

Now, he is really unsure.

"Hurry up! Come and join me, or find a place to hide and be on guard against the people around you. I will deal with you after I arrive!"

Murong Ji's scolding voice could be heard again among the mosquitoes. This time, everyone knew from his tone that Murong Ji was not joking.

Everyone looked at the two again, and Yang Yitan suddenly said, "In that case, I will wait one more night. It won't affect anything. Since he said that we should be on guard against each other. We..."

"Let's see what happens. If Chen Mi doesn't arrive before dawn, it won't be too late for us to hurry on."

"Brother, what do you think?"

Wang Quan Baiye frowned and thought for a moment. This was the only way now. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's find a place to stay for one night." Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the canyon, and the fog rolled in continuously.

A sudden change occurred and everyone's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Murong Ji really had guessed it right?

"Be careful!"

In an instant, the purple, gloomy gray fog surged again, as if it was a surging wave, and pounced on everyone. The fog flowed around everyone's bodies like water.

It almost blocked everyone's vision. The thick purple mist, mixed with an unpleasant smell, slowly spread.

Everyone was nervous and cautious for a moment, but they briefly ignored the abnormal smell.

A black light flashed and rushed directly towards Yang Yitan. Wang Quan Baiye was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He swung out with a sword and directly cut the black light to the ground.

As soon as Wang Quan Baiye made a move, everyone instantly became alert, the magic weapons in their hands lit up, and relying on their own momentum, they created a peaceful area around them.

"Is my second brother okay?"

"Hey? What was that just now?" Wang Quanzui curiously poked his head out from behind Wang Quan Baiye and looked at the thing on the ground.

It was a ball of black mist, and judging from its shape, it looked somewhat like a fox. No one had ever seen one before, and for a moment they couldn't understand what it was.

"We have never seen this thing before..." someone in the crowd murmured.

"Hey! It's gone! It's gone!"

Wang Quanzui screamed, and in an instant, the black mist dissipated, and endless purple-gray mist surged, and the strong wind started again.

It directly blew away their united momentum, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

"Why is there such a sudden strong wind?" Wang Quanzui asked in surprise. Everything was weird, including the wind.

This wind did not have any killing intent, nor did it cause any harm to them. The wind gradually subsided, as if it was just a strong wind passing by.

Everything was too coincidental, and they couldn't tell what was wrong. Or rather, nothing was wrong!
"We can't stay here anymore, we have to find a way to leave here." Yang Yitan said suddenly.

No one objected to his solemn look.

"Then let's go back." Wang Quanzui said.

"Then how can we guarantee that the one behind is definitely Chen Mi?" After Yang Yitan finished speaking, everyone was silent for a moment.

"Let's keep going forward, what do you think, brother?" Yang sighed and turned to look towards the deep valley. Beyond this canyon, it was really deep outside the circle.

Wang Quan Baiye frowned, looked at Yang Yi and asked, "Second brother, are you really okay?"

"fine."

Murong Ji's sword stopped in the air. He sighed and took off his ghost eye. This thing was useless now. He didn't know what force blocked the signal transmission of his ghost eye.

He had no idea what the situation was like for the Wang Quan Bai Ye people now. There were too many things outside the circle that were beyond his knowledge, and they didn't listen to him...

For a moment, Murong Ji felt powerless.

He started carrying out missions in Qingyun Mountain. At the beginning, he lacked experience and was led by Qi Hao, Xiao Yicai and others.

Later, as they gained more experience, they had a tacit understanding with each other and such a situation had never occurred before. The self-confidence of the young masters and young ladies was overflowing.

"Good words can't persuade a damned ghost!"

Murong Ji uttered this sentence almost with gritted teeth.

After hurrying and hurrying, we finally arrived at the canyon. Looking up, the sky was slightly bright, but it was still a little dim in this environment.

Standing on the rocks above the canyon, Murong Ji frowned slightly. The scene here was consistent with what he saw with the ghost's eyes. There was no illusion or hallucination. What the naked eye saw was real.

However, the fog here seems a little unusual.

At first glance, the purple mist all over the sky and the thick gray cloud made Murong Ji feel a little uneasy.

The group of people from Wangquan Baiye did not wait for him and continued to move forward.

"You're seeking death yourself, who can you blame?" Murong Ji sighed weakly, feeling helpless. Do these people really have to die?

What other functions did this purple mist have? In a short period of time, he couldn't tell how deeply the mist affected them, and he couldn't estimate it, but it must have been difficult.

I don’t know why, but these people who were originally quite smart became extremely stupid in this kind of environment.

Murong Ji lowered his head and thought, [Is it because of some creature outside the circle that can control emotions? ! ! ]

(End of this chapter)