Whether it is the statue of the goddess or the so-called elixir of peace.
The old patriarch was so angry that he coughed several times and his body shook unsteadily.
When he saw Wen Qingpo sitting on the ground outside the ancestral hall, a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes.
“run!”
“Qingpo, run!”
Wen Qingpo, who was in a state of despair, was awakened by this sound.
He looked towards his old master.
The old head of the family rushed to the gate.
The fog behind spreads faster and faster.
Little golden spiders crawled on his legs.
The old owner ran to the door and closed it vigorously.
The horrific scene was blocked off by the closed door.
The mist still leaked from the crack of the door.
When the mist was approaching him, Wen Qingpo suddenly came to his senses, got up on his hands and feet and ran wildly outside.
The fog was faster than him, and it submerged him in no time. Wen Qingpo screamed in fear, his mind went blank, and he couldn’t see his surroundings clearly. He just instinctively ran towards the most familiar place besides home.
——Fuxue.
“Why did it suddenly fog up?”
“Haha, this is extremely rare. Beiyuan City has not experienced fog for many years, and it is still so thick.”
The people of Beiyuan City noticed the fog suddenly spreading in the city, but they didn’t pay much attention at first. It wasn’t until the fog was so thick that they couldn’t see the scene half a meter away that everyone realized something was wrong.
When the first scream sounded, more people claimed to have been injured or bitten by something, and the people really became panicked.
More and more screams sounded from every house in Beiyuan City, and the streets became even more chaotic.
Blessed Pharmacy.
Separated by a door.
There was thick fog outside, making it difficult to see the scenery with the naked eye.