The Emperor is kidnapped, and the useless daughter destroys the three realms

Chapter 241: Really Naughty

Seeing that the white mist was about to wrap around Xia Yuanbai's waist, Ruan Xihe condensed a ball of red spiritual power in his palm and swung it out violently.

In an instant, a wall of fire was built behind Xia Yuanbai, with a hint of light white breath mixed in the outer edge of the flame, temporarily blocking the advance of the fog for a few seconds.

"Xia Yuanbai, this way!"

Ruan Xihe called out.

Xia Yuanbai heard the voice and looked up.

After seeing Ruan Xihe's figure, he was stunned for a moment, but the situation was urgent, so he did not hesitate too much and ran towards Ruan Xihe.

"Run, this fog is very strong, don't get caught in it!"

Xia Yuanbai ran and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Xihe turned around without hesitation and ran in the direction he came from.

The white fog came strangely and nothing was clear. If you were not prepared, you would probably suffer a loss if you faced it head-on.

Within a few seconds, the white mist had seeped through the wall of fire and was rushing towards the two of them at an extremely fast speed.

Many small wisps of fog separated from the fog, and these small wisps of fog chased people at a faster speed.

Ruan Xihe glanced at the wisp of mist that was about to wrap around his ankle, and without saying a word, he drew out his nameless sword and slashed it down.

Wuming split the fog apart.

Although it cannot cause any substantial damage to the fog, it can at least prevent the fog from clinging to people.

The mist stopped where it was like a headless fly, and then went to look for the other half of its body.

at this time.

A wisp of mist quickly wrapped around Xia Yuanbai's wrist.

With a loud bang.

Xia Yuanbai's hand suddenly loosened and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

He felt as if his wrist weighed a thousand pounds, and the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be drained. His heartbeat began to speed up suddenly, and he could no longer take a step, and his movements became unusually slow.

Soon after, more and more fog took the opportunity to follow, trying to drag Xia Yuanbai back to the yard.

Ruan Xihe found that Xia Yuanbai did not catch up, so he stopped with Wuming in his hand.

She turned her head and saw several clouds of mist about to wrap around Xia Yuanbai.

"call out--"

The sound of several swords splitting the air with strong winds could be heard.

The mist on Xia Yuanbai's wrist was dispersed.

Xia Yuanbai rolled over almost instantly, retrieved his sword that had fallen to the ground, then turned around and dispersed the mist that was coming from behind.

The two of them set out on their escape again.

During this period, Ruan Xihe only felt a loss of spiritual power when her back was touched by the mist once.

Fortunately, after turning around and avoiding the fog, my body returned to normal.

The fog kept chasing them and the two of them had been chased across almost half of Qingcheng and were exhausted and out of breath.

At this time, the people in the city, including the entire city, seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. It was strangely quiet, without a single sound.

"Brother He, I have an idea..."

Xia Yuanbai ran and spoke, panting, forgetting that he had not changed the way he addressed Ruan Xihe.

"According to my observation, this fog will be very powerful when it is combined. If we run separately, it will be divided into two streams, and its strength will be reduced."

"Okay." Ruan Xihe did not hesitate.

He turned around and went in the opposite direction of Xia Yuanbai.

Xia Yuanbai looked at her back which was disappearing so fast and smacked his lips.

...No, Brother He, he hasn’t finished speaking yet.

According to his observation, the fog only covered the city and could not extend outside the city, so he thought that the two of them could lead the fog out of the city.

See if his guess is correct.

"Forget it..." Xia Yuanbai shook his head and ran towards the outside of the city alone.

Just as Xia Yuanbai expected, after he climbed over the city wall, the fog seemed to have lost its target and remained stagnant in place.

Xia Yuanbai stood outside the city and saw that the fog did not chase him out. He had already come to some vague conclusions in his mind.

the other side.

After Ruan Xihe separated from Xia Yuanbai, she discovered that the mist following her had indeed become much thinner.

Moreover, after the mist became thinner, both the emitted fluorescence and the speed of chasing people were more than twice as slow as before.

Ruan Xihe's eyes turned slightly, then he stopped and reached out to take out a wine jar from the space.

She deliberately slowed down her pace and led the mist to a dead end.

When the mist rushed over, Ruan Xihe held a talisman between two fingers and stuck it on the wine jar at his feet.

The wine jar suddenly grew larger, with the mouth of the jar facing the oncoming white mist.

Seeing that it was about to rush into the wine jar, Bai Wu hurriedly tried to slow down, but its speed was too fast and its inertia was too great to stop.

White mist enters the altar, seals it, and sticks talismans on it.

Ruan Xihe completed the three movements in one go.

After doing everything, she threw the wine jar with the talisman attached to it into the space.

The white mist rushed around in the wine jar, but it couldn't break the seal set by Ruan Xihe. Everything was in vain.

...

At this time, in the backyard of the inn.

A figure stood in the yard.

He lowered his head, his expression difficult to discern.

But in front of him, there was a man kneeling and trembling all over. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that one of his hands was pinching the man's neck.

Just then, a white mist came in from the outer wall of the courtyard.

The white mist first came to the figure, turned around a few times as if to show goodwill, and then obediently wrapped around the figure's wrist, from the arm to the fingers.

The man raised his finger, and half of his face was illuminated by the fluorescent light emitted by the white mist, making it as white as snow, which seemed particularly eerie and terrifying in the dark night.

The other half of the face was buried in the darkness, the lowered red, bloodthirsty eyes seemed to have no focus, staring silently at the white mist, and the facial contours seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red haze.

Suddenly, he noticed that a white mist had lost contact and sensitivity.

His pupils moved slightly, his red eyes were deep and biting, with hot waves, a smile on the corners of his mouth, and he murmured softly, like a whisper of lingering affection.

"You are so... naughty..."

Then, he chuckled softly, and during this chuckle, the strength in his hands suddenly increased, and his aura suddenly became sinister and vicious.

The man's head tilted and he died in his hands.

He pushed the man away in disgust, then lowered his eyes to look at his hand, sighed softly, took out a knife, and carefully scraped the place where his hand touched the man's neck.

Only when a layer of skin on the palms and backs of his hands was scraped off to the point of being bloody did he feel that his hands were clean. He put away the knife, turned around and disappeared into the yard.

......

Day two.

When Ruan Xihe got up, it was already bright outside.

She opened the window and found that there were a lot more people on the street outside than yesterday.

Ruan Xihe leaned against the window and yawned extremely sleepily.

After she came back from catching the white mist yesterday, she had some other guesses in her mind, so she went to the space to refine the elixir for two hours before falling asleep.

She opened the door and prepared to meet up with everyone as usual to discuss what to do next.

But just as Ruan Xihe was about to step into the room, a senior brother called her.

"Junior sister, don't go in yet."