In the eyes of others, these pale red, very beautiful mist seems to appear out of thin air.
They popped up all of a sudden.
Light and elegant, condensed but not scattered, it looks amazing.
Many soldiers suspected that they were dazzled and stretched out their hands to rub their eyes, only to find that it was not their hallucination.
Long San stretched out his hand, but before he could touch the mist, he suddenly felt a pain in his finger, as if he had been hit by something sharp.
"Hiss..." He hurriedly withdrew his hand, and a wound suddenly appeared on his finger.
Blood flowed out quickly.
Long San covered his fingers, surprised.
What was he being attacked by? Was it the fog?
No, he clearly hadn’t touched her just now...
"Are you going to die? This is what I call a contagious thing. Let everyone move back and no one should touch it!"
Yun Luo's angry voice sounded as he recalled his mental power and continued to cut off Yaoshi Jun's spiritual thread.
"These fogs are the source of infection?!"
Long San's expression suddenly changed. He ignored the injury on his finger and immediately stood in front of Jun Wuchen.
"My lord, be careful! Stay back!"
The surrounding soldiers' faces changed one after another, their eyes showed fear, and they all retreated in unison.
"What does the source of infection mean? What's going on?" Emperor Cangyun asked in surprise.
"Your Majesty, now is not the time to ask questions! Since the princess has said so, for your safety, please stay back!"
Although Long Yi didn't understand, he believed in Yun Luo's judgment, not to mention Long San's reaction, which further proved the danger of these fogs.
Therefore, Long Yi responded quickly without any hesitation.
Immediately protect Emperor Cangyun and retreat.
"Master Jun..." Pharmacist Li looked at Pharmacist Jun worriedly, gritted his teeth, and stepped back.
Soon, an empty vacuum circle appeared with the cylinder as the center.
Except for the warrior who was tied to the pillar, there were only three people left in the circle.
Yun Luo, Jun Yaoshi, and Jun Wuchen.
Yun Luo caught a glimpse of Jun Wuchen's figure from the corner of his eye, standing motionless, and couldn't help but said angrily: "Didn't I tell you to retreat? Why are you still standing here? Hurry up and leave."
"You just concentrate on doing your thing, don't worry."
Jun Wuchen looked at her steadily, "I am here to accompany you."
Yun Luo's heart was shocked, and while he was warm, he was also angry and helpless: "Why are you staying with me? You can't help with this kind of thing. Stay away and don't distract me." p>
That’s what he said, but how could Jun Wuchen listen to it?
Yun Luo has too many "criminal records" and she has never been able to protect herself.
Jun Wuchen frowned and said, "I'll stand here and won't disturb you. Just concentrate."
Yun Luo felt angry for a moment.
But Jun Wuchen refused to leave, and Yun Luo couldn't defeat him.
At the moment, most of her energy was focused on controlling her mental power. She really couldn't focus on arguing with him, so she could only give him a helpless look and finish solving the problem at hand first.
The blade composed of mental power passed by, and the spiritual threads belonging to Yaoshi Jun were broken one by one.
The light red mist in the air becomes thicker and thicker.
Groups of them, like jellyfish clouds, float in the air and linger for a long time.
"Ah..."
Every time a strand of spiritual thread was cut off, Medicine Master Jun couldn't help but let out a painful groan.
Cold sweat soaked his clothes, and his delicate baby face was pale and bloodless.
Whoa!
Yun Luo controlled his mental power and struck hard!