Vol 2 Chapter 3949: Scene

The mountain brought Ning Shu to a canyon. The canyon is covered with black dense fog. It is very unknown from a distance.
When you walked in, visibility was even lower, and the dark room was faintly able to see that other races were waiting here.
Not surprisingly, a new race will be born in this canyon.
Born in this dark fog, under the cover of dark fog, I am afraid that this race will not be eaten extinct, and there will always be cubs to survive.
Ning Shu sat on the shoulders of the mountains and whispered to the mountains and asked: "This has not yet been born. Why are there so many people waiting?"
Quite a kind of in the restaurant, many people are waiting to open the meal, but this meal is to rely on grab.
"With induction, all ethnic groups have their own feelings, like our stone family, mountains and rivers, our sense is stronger."
After all, the mountains and rivers are mud and stones.
Ning Shu snorted, no wonder the mountains can always find something delicious.
Talent advantage.
Ning Shu reached out and grabbed the thick fog of black. He had a hand open and the black mist disappeared in the palm of his hand.
Ning Shu twisted his brow and felt a little uneasy. He said to the mountain: "What do you think is the race that was born this time?"
Born in the dark fog, with the cover of black fog, it is more beneficial to the survival of the race.
In fact, Ning Shu does not care about the birth of a race, because he is a person, the void will not target himself for a certain race.
For a small, weak chicken to give birth to a race to target, this is too much to see her.
The only trouble is whether you can grab a cub and get the power of the cub.
The mountain looked around, squatting down and buckled the mud and stones on the ground, and even tasted it in the mouth, and chewed the stone.
Just listen to this sound, Ning Shu feels toothache.
After a while, Ning Shu asked: "How?"
"In any case, this time, it is not very easy to deal with. It is estimated that the race born this time is relatively strong, but it is also a young child. It is impossible to directly create a strong race in adulthood." Shan Yue said with a smile.
Ning Shu: ...
It will not give birth to a direct adult race, in case it will directly give birth to an adult race.
If there is a will in the void, and the new race will be eaten and died again and again, then it is impossible to directly give birth to adulthood. See how you eat.
Ning Shu was a little bit upset and was disturbed by the words of the mountains.
In particular, the dark fog is getting stronger and stronger, and you can only faintly see things like the surrounding ten meters.
Even with the use of mental energy, mental energy has been swallowed up, this black fog has problems, Ning Shu even blocked his breathing and skin breathing.
In case there is a problem with the black fog, there is a problem in the invasion of the body.
Ning Shu covered himself and the mountains with an enchantment, just in case.
After all, now I am just a weak, poor and helpless baby, who has no strength. She can only be careful and be alive.
No one knows what power and special talent this newly born race has.
As for other races, Ningshu is not so wary and careful, only calm and calm.
More and more races are gathering here, the canyons are crowded and noisy, and of course there are more conflicts.
A race and a guilty race have met, even if they don’t fight, they have to pass the mouth addiction, overwhelm the opponent on the momentum, and beat the gun to win.
Ningshu and the mountains are safe and sound, and no other races come to find them, and certainly do not know other races.
The mountains know these races, but they don’t know if they don’t know.
The boring mountains are pointing at the introduction of Ningshu to those races, and even telling Ning Shu the talents of those races, telling Ning Shu how to control.
Some talents can't control, the mountains tell Ning Shu, they run straight, don't hit hard.
Like the mountains, the most annoying and extremely flexible race, his stature is destined to be inflexible. In the face of a particularly flexible race, the mountains can only be beaten passively, and the heart is particularly wronged.
It’s people who are ghosts in the show, only the mountains are beaten.
Ning Shu keeps the words of the mountains in his heart. These messages are too important to understand the race, and they will not panic when facing the race.
The black fog in the canyon is getting richer and thicker, and the visibility is getting lower and lower. Ning Shu’s heart is getting more and more stunned. Although other ethnic groups feel that there is a problem, they are not too much in mind.
After all, there is a strong backing, especially calm and confident.
Ning Shu said to the mountain: "Would you like to go, if the black fog is deeper, we can't even tell the direction, out of the canyon."
It’s a big problem.
The mountain said: "It doesn't matter, as long as I can step on the ground, I can go out."
Ning Shu looked down at the feet of the mountains. This thick fog was also on the ground, my dear.
Ning Shu asked: "Can you sense the earth under your feet now?"
The mountain sensed it and paused. "Fortunately, I can sense it."
Ningshu’s view of the mountain was not an immediate answer. It was obvious that it took a while to answer. With some kind of guess, he asked:
Is the induction relatively vague?

"Probably the relationship of this fog, so it is slower than usual." Shan said.
Ning Shu said: "This black fog will become more and more thick, your sense will become weaker and weaker, and finally we will not be able to walk out of this canyon."
"The most likely hunter has become a prey."
Races born in the dark fog are likely to use these dark fogs and in turn to hunt them.
The mountain suddenly patted the leg. "There is a lot of possibilities, but it doesn't matter. There are so many races here, even if there is a problem, there are so many people who have problems together."
The mountain is very bachelor. It’s just that the sky is falling and there is a tall one. It looks like this, and his one is the tallest.
Ning Shu spoke to the mountain, and some people were close to it. Ning Shu looked at it. I didn't expect to meet it here. The Xiangfeng man came down with a wave.
It’s not the military uniform, but the ordinary clothes.
Don't wear military uniforms. Don't be too greasy. Flower shirts, the smell of perfume in the fragrance of ten miles, stabbing people to sneeze.
Wearing a military uniform is a ban. For serious military personnel, taking off the military uniform is like a playboy, and Sao Bao has a spicy eye.
Or the military uniform looks good, Ning Shu quickly removes his eyes to see the ink, the ink next to the Xiangfeng male washes his eyes, the air transport on his body is still so dazzling.
Still look at Mo Ming is more pleasing to the eye, at least without the smell of flowers and pungent.
This kind of scent has a kind of incomprehensible complexity. The former scent, the middle scent, and the scent are faintly bloody.
Ning Shu just took a glance from them and took back his eyes. He looked very flat.
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