Only then did everyone see clearly that the purple shadow turned out to be a vine, and it was a vine exuding a terrifying spiritual pressure.
"Who do you want to have fun with?" The young man's voice rang in his ears, clear and pleasant, but it sounded like an evil ghost from hell to that person's ears.
He suddenly widened his eyes and wanted to beg for mercy, but before he could speak, he only felt a "click" sound in his ears, his neck was broken instantly, and he lost his vitality.
There was a cruel smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, "You, who else wants to have fun with me?"
The person who came was naturally Hexi.
Not long after she entered the white mist, she was separated from Nangong Yu and the others.
Speaking of the reason for the separation, He Xi glanced at the purple vine in his hand, feeling a little helpless.
After entering the white mist, Hexi discovered that the damage caused by the white mist to warriors was far more than simply absorbing spiritual power.
There is an imperceptible ice-cold spiritual power in the white mist, which will seep into the warrior's meridians little by little, making people slow down.
It doesn't matter if there is spiritual power to replenish, but because the spiritual power cannot be used in the white mist, and we can only rely on physical strength to resist the cold, so everyone's physical strength drops extremely fast, and after a while, the expressions of several people become a little bit cold. pale.
The only people not affected by the white mist were Nangong Yu and Hexi.
He Xi was also shocked to discover at this time that Nangong Yu turned out to be a spiritual body, although he could not use spiritual power, but the coldness in the mist was really nothing to him.
But Hexi was not affected, but it was because of the plant spirit pet she had just tamed.
Hexi did not expect that the restraining effect of the white mist on spiritual power would be completely ineffective on Ziming Youluo, and it also had the effect of tonic.
Not long after entering the white mist, Ziming Youluo quietly poked out from the space, absorbing the spiritual power in the white mist from time to time, feeling full of happiness and joy. Even with Hexi, he felt warm all over his body and didn't feel cold at all.
However, what Hexi did not expect was that after Ziming Youluo absorbed a large amount of white mist, a small advanced evolution suddenly occurred.
This evolution involved a large amount of white mist, forming a mist vortex, and directly caused her to be implicated by Ziming Youluo, and was involved in the mist vortex. When she woke up again, she was left alone.
When Hexi thought of Nangong Yu's frightened eyes and trembling cry when she was sucked into the vortex, she couldn't help but feel a little tense in her heart. That guy—is he really that worried about himself
He Xi pulled his thoughts away from Nangong Yu, and his cold eyes swept over the masked men, and finally fell on the disheveled girl.
The clothes on the girl's body had long been torn to shreds, revealing her delicate skin, and there were shocking bruises and scars all over her body.
Her expression remained blank, as if she was extremely terrified and desperate, until she met Shang Hexi's eyes and realized that she was really rescued, she cried "wow".
At that moment, she really thought that she was ruined, that she would either die today, or that life would be worse than death.
However, at the critical moment, this god-like young man appeared, like a hero with his feet on colorful clouds, and rescued her from the desperate hell.
Hexi turned his eyes away, and looked coldly at the few big men who were still in shock, "At first I was not interested in meddling in other people's business, but who made the things you do so disgusting, so inferior to pigs and dogs! Since Coincidentally, this young master occasionally does good deeds, so it doesn't matter to help others once in a while."