The original auction could not continue in an instant, and the crowd rushed out.
No matter how important the rare treasures are, they must be alive to enjoy them!
However, unfortunately, the exit of the ghost market is in the opposite direction of the dense fog.
Yun Luo was rushing that way when he was suddenly rushed by the crowded crowd. All he could see was a chaotic crowd. Thick fog drifted over, blurring his vision even more.
There were ghosts and ghosts, the scene was tense for a while, and there were curses and curses everywhere.
"Get out of my way!"
"Don't block the road!"
The ghost market is full of warriors who are not easy to mess with, including countless people like the three human trafficking brothers.
He is not a good person to begin with, and at this moment of escaping, once someone blocks his way, he will draw a sword and fight without thinking.
"Tsk——"
The crowd is crowded together, and when the weapons are released, there will be blood!
The scene suddenly became more chaotic.
Yun Luo was mixed in the crowd. In just a few steps, he was stabbed by countless swords and daggers.
If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have been stabbed into pieces.
Seeing that the crowd is becoming more and more chaotic, it is like a quagmire, firmly attracting everyone, unable to enter or retreat.
Yun Luo was worried!
She simply stepped on someone's shoulder, flew up into the air, tapped each head with her toes, and rushed in the opposite direction of the crowd.
In such a chaotic scene, it is very dangerous to stay in the crowd, and it is even more dangerous to fly into the air.
Because there is no obstruction from all directions, it is undoubtedly a living target.
What's more, people all have bad natures. Seeing yourself trapped in a crowd while others can escape easily can easily arouse bad psychology and drag others down.
"Damn it, you dare to step on me! Get off here!" A big man roared angrily, and regardless of whether he would hurt innocent people, he attacked Yun Luo.
"If you want to run away, go to hell!"
The man in black who was also mixed in the crowd also had the opportunity to get off his phone.
The swords, lights, and shadows came fiercely, intertwining into a large web.
Yun Luo didn't even look back. The fiery red whip was like a dragon, sweeping around the figure.
The momentum is overwhelming!
She is faster, Jun Wuchen is faster.
Yun Luo was still above the crowd, and he could see his figure flashing past in the distance, disappearing into the thick fog.
"Jun Wu..." Yun Luo frowned slightly before she could call him, and she quickly followed him.
At the same time, the prince and others also rushed to the edge of the fog.
"Old Gu, what is this mist? Isn't it poisonous?" The prince stood cautiously behind the guard, not daring to touch it at all.
Mr. Gu shook his head, "Don't worry, Your Highness, this fog is not poisonous, it's just a deception."
"That's good." The prince breathed a sigh of relief.
Before he could speak, Mr. Gu suddenly raised his head and sneered sinisterly: "This ghost market is really lively today, one master after another..."
The prince was not strong enough and his perception was not as strong as his, so he subconsciously looked up.
All I saw was a very familiar figure, which quickly disappeared into the mist.
Followed closely by another black figure, one after the other, plunged into the mist without hesitation and disappeared.
The latter was Yun Luo, but she changed into a black robe and wore a mask, so even Jun Wuchen didn't recognize her.
However, the prince recognized the former at a glance, and his expression changed slightly: "Prince Jing? Why is he also in the ghost market?"
Mr. Gu urged: "Your Highness, without further delay, let's leave quickly!"
"Let's go!"
The prince gritted his teeth and hurriedly disappeared into the thick fog.