"You... aren't you trying to trick me? Where on earth is this place? Where am I?"
Xiao Feng was holding Bei Chenyun, who was unconscious at the moment, with a bitter look on his face, not knowing where to go.
There was something strange about this mist. Not only did it cut off his sight, but even his soul power couldn't penetrate it at all.
Moreover, the temperature was getting lower and lower. If it weren't for the fire attribute in his spiritual power, he would probably have burped long ago.
Now, he is a blind man, truly blind.
In desperation, Xiao Feng could only rely on his memory to try to get out of this fog. There was no other way, and this was the only way now.
However, just when he was about to take action, a middle-aged man wearing armor stepped out of the mist step by step, his voice was dull, as if stepping on Xiao Feng's heart.
As soon as this man appeared, he shouted angrily at Xiao Feng, waved his hand and punched him out.
Xiao Feng subconsciously swung his knife at the man, but when his knife was about to fall into the man's fist, he forcibly stopped himself.
"Xiao Feng, you treacherous son, you are still fooling around with women here. How can I rest in peace when you put me under the influence of Jiuquan like this!"
At this time, he finally saw the face of the middle-aged man clearly. This man was none other than his father—Xiao Tian!
However, at this moment, Xiao Tian did not look like a loving father like before. Instead, his eyes were cracked, and his whole person was filled with anger and anger.
Xiao Feng spoke in confusion, not noticing the unusually strong evil aura on Xiao Tian at this moment.
"Dad, what happened to you before? And you...ah!"
In response to his question, Xiao Tian responded with a punch with the power of a mountain. It was a thunderous punch that directly lifted his whole body into the air and disappeared without a trace into the mist behind him.
After knocking Xiao Feng away with one punch, a strange smile appeared on Xiao Tian's serious face. He reached out to grab Bei Chenyun, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and left the area directly.
"As for you, my good daughter-in-law, just come with me first and let me take good care of you."
Somewhere in this mist, Xiao Feng covered his heart and kept wailing. He felt as if his heart was about to burst, and the heartbreaking pain stimulated his nerves.
"Ah! My heart aches..."
Tap tap tap.
Crisp footsteps sounded at this moment, causing Xiao Feng, who was rolling on the ground in pain, to suddenly stagnate. He forced himself to hold back the pain in his chest, holding the flaming blade in his hand, and stared ahead warily.
Just now, he heard footsteps in the hazy front. Could it be his father?
"Father, is it you? You...it's you!"
However, when he really saw who it was, the flaming blade in his hand suddenly fell out of his palm and hit the ground hard, making a crisp metallic clang sound.
As for his shock, the other party seemed to have never heard of it, and still walked towards Xiao Feng silently, as if he had not heard his voice.
The distance between the two became shorter and shorter, and in the end, they were only a few feet apart. At this moment, the man suddenly stretched out his hands, wrapped his arms around Xiao Feng's trembling neck, and threw himself into his.
In arms.
"Brother Xiao Feng, do you know how much Ling'er misses you? I didn't expect to see you here, Ling'er is so happy."
"Yes, of course I do. Ling'er, my good Ling'er, you..."