PNB Chapter 191 Phantom Mist
Chapter 191 Phantom Mist
At this moment, the Golden Eagle King was still laughing foolishly in his own little world, completely unaware of what a troublesome group of people he had provoked.
Ever since Murong Ling'er left so gracefully, the Golden Eagle King stayed alone in his nest, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.
It thought to itself, "I have a master now. How can I stay in this shabby den like a lonely person? No, I have to follow my master."
So it flapped its wings and resolutely left its familiar nest.
In the following days, the exile team was very busy.
Everyone was busy on their way when they suddenly heard a roar from above. Looking up, they saw the huge body of the Golden Eagle King circling in the sky, blocking out most of the sunlight.
At first, everyone was terrified and ran around screaming like headless flies. The team was instantly in chaos. Some people simply threw their luggage away, and others were so panicked that they almost fell into the ditch next to them.
"Why is the Golden Eagle King here again? Does it want to eat us?" A fugitive shouted in horror, his voice trembling.
"It's over, it's over. We are definitely going to die here!" Another convict cried in despair and collapsed on the ground.
Everyone was talking at once, panic spread quickly, and the whole team was filled with the smell of impending death.
However, the Golden Eagle King was like a naughty child, hovering over their heads every day and not attacking them!
Gradually, everyone realized that it didn't seem to have any malicious intentions and was just wandering around.
After a while, people got used to it, and some even pointed at it and joked, "Look, that old man is on patrol again."
When Chu Lingfeng first saw the Golden Eagle King, he quickly understood that it must be Murong Ling'er who subdued this big guy.
However, he was like a taciturn person, burying this secret deep in his heart and not telling anyone. Even in front of Murong Ling'er, he pretended to be indifferent.
Murong Ling'er seemed to have forgotten about this, and the two of them tacitly avoided the topic.
After leaving Leizhou City, the exile team traveled non-stop for several days and then plunged into a dense forest in the mountains.
This dense forest is amazing. From a distance, it is filled with mist, like a mysterious and dangerous place.
The "phantom fog" that permeates the place is like a ghost hidden in the darkness, silently threatening everyone.
This "illusion fog" is not an ordinary fog. Once someone accidentally inhales it, their mind will be eroded by the fog, and they will have all kinds of horrible hallucinations, as if they are in an endless purgatory, losing themselves in endless fear and despair until they suffer a mental breakdown.
"You can't go down this road! That phantom mist is like a demon. Once you breathe it in, you'll lose your mind and be consumed by fear until you lose your life."
Old Master Li frowned and kept shaking his head. His attitude was as firm as a rock and he refused to step into the woods no matter what.
"Grandpa, is there no way to deal with this phantom fog?" Li Qiuyue asked with a worried look on her face, blinking her big eyes.
Old Master Li sighed helplessly: "Even if I have great abilities, I can't protect such a large group of people! This phantom mist is no joke."
"What should we do? If we take a detour, there's a big river on the other side and there's not even a bridge over the river. This detour is not as simple as walking a few dozen more miles, it will waste all our time." Chifeng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, rubbing his hands constantly.
Yuan Zhiqiang was also anxiously standing by. He was helpless against the phantom fog and could only stare at Chiffon helplessly.
In the end, Chifeng was really at his wit's end and had to bite the bullet and ask Murong Ling'er for help.
"Miss Murong, please save us. Can we enter this forest?" Chifeng looked at Murong Ling'er eagerly, like a helpless child.
Murong Ling'er actually preferred to take a detour and walk along the path by the river.
But she knew in her heart that most of the people in the team were fugitives who had to walk on two legs, and this detour would be a heavy burden for everyone!
After much hesitation, he reluctantly decided to try to dispel the mist first before entering the forest.
When Chifeng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Miss Murong, do you really have a way to dispel this illusion fog?"
"There is a way, but..." Murong Ling'er hesitated, a hint of hesitation on her face.
"Ms. Murong, please just say what you want to say. Don't keep us in suspense." Chifeng urged anxiously.
"This method is time-limited. If we can't get out of the forest before the phantom fog spreads again, we will all be trapped inside and won't be able to get out." Murong Ling'er said with a frown.
This forest is huge and dark, with trees growing so densely that they are like barriers. It is harder than climbing to the sky to pass through it quickly.
After hearing this, Chifeng felt like a huge stone was pressing on his heart. He hesitated for a long time but couldn't make up his mind. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, he had no choice but to camp by the woods to rest for a night and discuss the matter in detail tomorrow morning.
On this side, Chu Lingfeng was not idle either. He pulled Lin Yu aside and whispered.
"Go look around and see if there is any small path that can lead to a roundabout way?" Chu Lingfeng looked at Lin Yu hopefully.
Lin Yu made a bitter face and shook his head: "I have looked everywhere. There is only this forest and that big river nearby. There is no other way to go."
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The two teams together have more than one hundred people. How easy is it for them to travel unscathed on this dangerous road?
What's more, they are about to face the terrifying illusion fog. If they inhale even a little bit of it, they will fall into endless hallucinations and lose their reason and direction.
Even Mr. Li, who was experienced and proficient in medicine among the exiles, frowned and shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he had no confidence in how to deal with it.
When the convicts heard that even Mr. Li was helpless, panic spread among the group like a surging tide.
"This phantom fog is so terrifying. Do we have no way to survive?" A convict said in a trembling voice, his eyes full of fear.
"I heard that a team encountered this phantom fog before and was completely wiped out. We won't end up like that, will we?" Another convict looked pale and his body trembled unconsciously.
Everyone sat together, discussing one thing after another. The atmosphere of fear became increasingly intense, and everyone's face was filled with worry and fear about the unknown.
Fortunately, there was still a whole night to think of countermeasures, which at least gave everyone some comfort.
After dinner, Huo Jianjie slowly walked over and found a seat next to Murong Ling'er.
His eyes were fixed on the blazing fire, his lips moving slightly, as if he wanted to say something but was unable to speak.
This went on for several times, and Murong Chen, who was feeling sleepy, finally couldn't help it. He blinked his big eyes and asked curiously, "Grandfather, what on earth do you want to say? Please tell me quickly, Chen'er is almost driven to death by you."
Huo Jianjie glanced at Murong Chen, who was snuggling tightly against Murong Ling'er. At the little guy's urging, he finally spoke, "Ling'er, there's something I don't know whether I should tell you. I didn't tell you before because I felt the time wasn't right. But now I'm worried that if I keep it a secret from you, you'll blame me when you find out later."
Huo Jianjie was very conflicted and didn't know what to do.