The Fantastical Beasts at World’s End

Nie Renyan and Ye Zhao thought about the master and the others, dragging Chaos all the way to the ruins of a city outside the contiguous mountain range, and temporarily stopped.

Of course, this was not their original intention. With the personalities of Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan, they were absolutely forced to go straight to Kunlun all the way, find a place to throw away such a big and lifeless Chaos first, and wait for the master. However, the facts are not as they thought——

As soon as the two of them left the base, they wrapped themselves tightly with black mist and water polo, lest they hadn't arrived at Kunlun Mountain before, they were covered in blood and weak by the weirder fog. But this confirms what the master said before - they are indeed in a situation where their eyes are smeared. Without a guide, they can only move in a fixed direction, and then judge the surrounding situation by hearing differently from ordinary people, but there are few creatures on the ground that make sounds to provide useful information. Most of the time, it is the hissing sound of a white mist corroding, which is too disturbing. This was much worse than they had imagined.

In order for the master to catch up with them accurately, Nie Renyan even thoughtfully used black smoke to drag a long and thin tail all the way as a guiding mark.

The Chaos hanging below made a long reflection arc in the black mist and water polo, and finally realized that he was intercepted by some beast with a similar breath, and suddenly struggled angrily. It is not the usual trouble for the body as strong as a mountain to thump. Imagine a whole mountain in your hand, and it's juggling somersaults.

Die! Nie Renyan tightened the black smoke enveloping the chaos a little impatiently, and said: Forget about strangling, how can this guy be so troublesome, I'm almost ruined by it... ... He was like someone who just came out of a big shopping in the supermarket and walked for a long time with a heavy shopping bag. After holding it with one hand, he changed the black mist wrapped around his palm to the other hand. Then he moved his free fingers and complained.

Let me do it. Seeing his bared teeth, Ye Zhao thought to himself: Chaos' figure is a bit heavy, but Nie Renyan's prototype is also as huge as a mountain, and the black mist changes according to his will Yes, the contact area in the hands is stretched to the maximum, logically speaking, it would not be so stretched.

No, no, I can just carry it. It doesn't matter if your hands are a little numb. Wife, you can just give me a massage. Nie Renyan stretched out his paws with a smile, and even took half of his shoulders. Zhaodao: Or let me touch you twice, it will definitely make you full of energy! =_,=

Ye Zhao looked at this guy's half-truth and half-pretend expressionlessly, and said, You might as well chop off your crippled arm. But he still put his hand on Nie Renyan's shoulder. For half the truth, he moved his five fingers expressionlessly and pinched them with one hand.

Probably because fingers are used to control the waves on weekdays. Ye Zhao's ten fingers are so flexible now that he can naturally have room to play in things like rubbing his shoulders. To some extent, there were signs of pulsating blue veins and slightly flaming eyes, but the strength in his hands was just right, making Nie Renyan's whole body feel comfortable, his heart bursting with joy [...], and he began to speak without concealing it.

While enjoying the shoulder-pinching service reluctantly offered by Master Ye Zhao, he was brave enough to think about the scene when the master saw them—a huge black water polo with a slender tail trailing behind his buttocks. ...

Yo! Daughter-in-law, our look is so fine--hiss! Before Nie Renyan finished speaking, he felt the fingertips pinching his shoulder suddenly retracted, and he didn't know which tendon he pinched, and his whole arm felt a burst of pain in an instant. Tingling, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and continued to fill in the last few words, —the same thing. =_,=

Ye Zhao looked at him expressionlessly: ...can you say a normal metaphor someday?!

Nie Renyan chuckled, Tadpole.

Ye Zhao: ... Why is the serious word out of his mouth completely wrong? ==

Nie Renyan continued to yell: Daughter-in-law, let's settle these and go home and grow tadpoles! =_,=

Ye Zhao: ...

Although Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan had already marked the route and stopped to wait, the speed of the master and the others was incomparable to these two guys. For them, the journey could be completed in a few minutes, and it took almost half an hour for Pomegranate to arrive with several people on its back. After all, it had to twist and turn on both sides of Nie Renyan's straight route, and there was nothing to find. Fog safe clearance to fly. Seeing the water polo where Nie Renyan and Ye Zhao were staying, it stretched its neck and increased its speed, increasing the amplitude and frequency of flapping its wings to the highest, so tired that its eyeballs almost protruded.

Its speed is slower than Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan, but it is quite fast compared to the master and the others. The master who was used to standing on the back of the pomegranate facing the wind, with fluttering sleeves and a fraudulent appearance, after being almost blown away by the air current, obediently imitated Shitou and Jiang Qi. The base of the feather.

Until Shiliu stopped suddenly in front of Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan, the three stood up from its back in a daze.

The master was tossed and tossed all the way by Pomegranate's twists and turns, his face was pale, and he almost vomited directly on the edge of his back. He took a few steps forward tremblingly, and said to the water polo in front: The old man is here! But let the pomegranate rest its wings first, and let the old man take a breath. This kind of deadly flying method can't reach Kunlun, old man. It's time to tell this old fate...

Shi Shi helped him to walk on the back of the pomegranate, while reaching out to help him breathe.

In the water polo, Nie Renyan, who had already been beaten up by Ye Zhao before the master arrived, rushed outside and said, Well, but don't rest too much!

For a long time, I always feel that the fog is getting more and more wrong.

Ye Zhao originally wanted to take Chaos into his hands, lest Nie Renyan find various reasons to ask for a massage for comfort. However, when he actually carried the water polo wrapped in chaos, it became Nie Renyan's excuse of I will massage you, my wife and moved his hands and feet. One simply cannot look directly at it.

After being touched almost all over his body, Ye Zhao finally couldn't bear it anymore and threw Chaos back into Nie Renyan's hands.

Chaos, who was bumped back and forth like a dog, couldn't even yell at him: ...

Ye Zhao had been harassed by Nie Renyan all the time, so he didn't pay attention to the outside at all. He just stared at him coldly to prevent him from playing tricks again. It wasn't until he opened his mouth to speak to the master that he felt that the fog outside seemed really not right.

What's wrong?! What's wrong? The master walked around on the pomegranate's back for a long time, and he had already calmed down a little, but when he heard Nie Renyan's words, he felt that his internal organs began to throb again. But he looked up and down the water polo where Nie Renyan and Ye Zhao were standing, and didn't think anything was wrong. Could it be that you are bleeding again? But the old man sees that there is not much fog around the water polo— the last word Before the sound fell, the master was just there.

Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan were inside the water polo and couldn't see what was going on outside at all. They just subconsciously felt a little strange. After all, the black smoke and the water polo were controlled by them. Although they were not part of the body, they felt somewhat subtle. They vaguely felt that the fog surrounding the outside was lighter than before.

But the truth is more wrong than they thought, because the big cloud of fog surrounding their water polo, not only didn't increase any more during the period of time when they stopped, but slowly spread out to the surroundings .

Only then did the dumbfounded master realize that being able to see Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan's water polo was something wrong in itself! What they saw should be a huge fog group! : That's right - where did the fog wrapped on your water polo go?

Jiang Qi and Shitou were relatively young compared to them. Even Xiao Hei was taken aback by the reaction of the master and Nie Renyan. After a while, Shitou pointed to a certain place and said, Look, Master.

Because of their habits and the fact that the pomegranate itself is quite large, it is said that they are quite close to Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan, but in fact there is a distance of more than a hundred meters. And the stone right now refers to the place between them and Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan.

Originally, after the surrounding fog was sucked away by the two of them, a relatively safe area without fog would be formed around it—including the place where the pomegranate subconsciously stopped, and also the place where they were separated from Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan. part.

However, now this relatively safe area has turned into a foggy state, as if the fog that should have wrapped Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan slowly dispersed, making the surroundings a little hazy. The closer they are to Ye Zhao, the thicker they are, and the closer they are to the master, the lighter it is, as if someone pulled a white gradient between them.

And this hazy mist from thick to light is slowly spreading towards the master at this time, getting closer and closer.

What's going on here? Why is the fog slowly dissipating from you again? But it's a good thing... The master was a little confused, and he still couldn't straighten out the abnormal influence.

It means that our attraction to this fog is slowly disappearing. Ye Zhao said lightly, It's like the container is already full, and it will only overflow when you pour water into it. It's unnecessary.

That is to say, we are almost as attracted to fog as you are. Nie Renyan added, No one can draw fog away from normal people and create a safe space... Old man, what do you think is this? Good thing or bad thing? Huh?