: 2256, is it useful to be angry?

The misty face was slightly shocked. She looked up and looked at Xue Yihan. "There is also a hundred miles of fog, and I will temporarily avoid it."
Xue Yihan sneaked a bit on the head of Chaos Baby. "Don't go far."
"Well, I don't go far."
She said that she had lost her body shape and kept a distance from Xue Yihan, hiding in the direction of Muling Marsh.
At this time, the sky is bright, and it is far from the past that the mysterious and magnificent Wufang City has been moved to a flat land.
The underground palace has also been buried, and only a large and small pit is left in the cleaned place.
Although the Southern Star Dance is hidden in the dark, but still has no resistance, a person walked inside and outside the five-party city.
Not far from the Muling Marsh, there was less fog in the past, but the fog was still there, but it was diluted a lot.
After an hour, the hundred miles of fog rushed to the square of the city, and did not enter the Muling swamp, he has already seen the front of the king, a savage savage king.
The hundred miles of mist took a deep breath and then walked over to the king.
Although I guess that the King of the Kings will not really matter about the Elven Kingdom, he did not think that the King of the King would actually appear here.
And, he seems to be waiting for himself.
"Ban Wang, are you looking at the scenery here? Or waiting for someone?"
Xue Yihan looked at him with a faint saying: "Wait. Are you looking at the scenery, or are you waiting for someone?"
The bright fog in the darkness heard the dialogue between Xue Yihan and Baili, and could not help but caress the amount.
The way these two people talk is really leisurely!
"I am also waiting for someone. Just, you can change the place to wait for someone like a king?" Baili's faint eyes glanced away from the distance, and his heart was a little anxious.
The savage king is here, the elder Wu Ling is estimated not to come over.
If Wu Lingying sees the king, he may change his plan.
Xue Yihan looked at him and then turned away without saying a word.
The hundred miles of fog sneaked out of the king. He suddenly raised his hand and crushed a piece of jade in his hand. A faint smoke rose to the sky.
In the dark, I observed the bright fog and thoughts of this scene. The hundred miles of fog is probably sending a signal to the elder Wu Ling!
Sure enough, not long after, the Elder Wu Ling appeared.
He was hidden in a semi-invisible robes, drifting like a ghost to the Muling Marsh.
When Mingwuyan thought that the hundred miles of fog would keep up, the elder Wu Ling suddenly threw a piece of paper to him, and then quickly disappeared into the Muling Marsh.
Baili Mist quickly opened the note and looked at it. When he saw that there was a map on the top, he looked at it for a while, then quickly ran toward the opposite direction of the Evil Wuling.
The secret Mingwuyan originally wanted to chase the elders of the Wuling spirit first, but Xue Yihan was sending her a fairy book at this time.
"Chaos baby, you follow the fog, I went to see the elders of the Wuling."
"Good." Mingwu Yan returned a word, and then quickly followed the direction of the hundred miles of fog.
The hundred miles of fog did not go to the depths of the Muling Marsh, but walked along the edge of the Muling Marsh for a while. Every time he walked, he would poke a stamp in the swamp with a wooden stick, very cautious.
The bright fog soon caught up with him and followed him without hesitation.
After about a quarter of an hour, the hundred miles of fog suddenly stopped and stepped down.
As he looked at the note on his hand, he reached out and touched the swamp...
He touched it for a while, because he had nothing to gain, so he went on again.
After a while, he knelt down again and explored the depths of the swamp...
This time, I didn’t know what he touched. A powerful suction suddenly dragged his hand to the swamp. The smog was a desperate squatting hand, locked with a divine power on the left side. On the tree, stop yourself from being sucked into the swamp by this suction.
However, he apparently underestimated the power of the things inside. He suddenly lost power, and on the side of his body, the whole person fell down in the swamp...
At this moment, the palm of Mingwuyan turned down, and a palm was shot in the hands of the misty fog, while another hand quickly swept the swamp.
She used a little force to smother the half-faced body that had fallen into the swamp.
The hundred miles of fog stunned a big jump. When he found that the person who saved himself had only seen the little girl in the near future, his face was full of shock.
"Little girl, how are you here?"
Ming Mist smiled, "I followed you all the way. Are you proud?"
The hundred miles of fog concealed a bit, and some uncomfortable light coughs.
"It turned out that I didn't find it."
"I am coming before you. Your paper will show me." The bright fog stretched out and waited for the hundred miles of fog to hide the note.
The hundred miles of fog moved the fingers of the hand and washed the mud on the hand, which handed the note to her.
Mist Yan stared at the map above and took a quick look at the entire swamp edge.
Finally, she turned back and found a few stones on the road, slamming against a few points on the edge of the swamp.
I only heard a creaking sound from the swamp. There was something like it coming out of the swamp. This swamp began to boil hot bubbles.
Not long after, the bubbles gathered in one center, and a swamp vortex appeared in front of them.
The hundred miles of fog concealed. Was it just the swamp vortex that I almost sucked in?
"Hundreds of fogs, what are you looking for?" Mingwuyan observed while the marsh sludge formed a mud vortex, and asked.
The hundred miles of fog were silent for a while: "The elder Wuther said that he would give me two of the books of the Forbidden Spirit after he left the Elven Kingdom safely."
There is some accident in the fog, "Is the book of the forbidden spirit hidden in this swamp?"
"I don't know, but I hope to be here." Baili fog stared at the mud whirlpool for a while, suddenly squatting down again, his hand into the whirlpool.
However, this time he was careful and condensed his power into a vortex.
When the two vortices collided together, the whole swamp was covered with mud and rain, and the soil was still from time to time.
The misty hand waved a little and opened the mud.
She doesn't like these swampy muddy muds.
After a while, Bailiwu suddenly raised his head and glanced at the little girl who loved cleanliness.
"Since you know that I am looking for something here, why don't you be angry? I didn't tell you about the elder Wu Ling, and I lied to you."
Mingwuyan picked up his eyebrows. "Is it useful to be angry?"
The hundred miles of fog was silent for a while, then tapped his head, "useful."
He doesn't really want her to be angry!