The white fog was still rolling around their feet. The few of them forced themselves to cheer up and used their lightness skills to move in the direction Wu Wei pointed. Fortunately, the white fog did not spread quickly, and the forest here did not block out the sun like before. It was just as Wu Wei said, it was easy to walk once you entered the mountain.
Song Chen clamped Wu Wei's arm with one hand, and his movements were quite rough due to his nervousness. His breathing was still unstable. "What on earth is in this fog?"
Wu Wei knew that Song Chen was asking him, so he slowly shook his head in his hand, "I don't know. This fog has been surrounding the mountain since I was born, and it has never dispersed. People inside can't get out, and people outside can't get in."
Song Chen lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Then how did you get out?"
After saying this, Song Chen clearly felt Wu Wei shrink under his command. After waiting for a while, Wu Wei stopped talking, obviously not wanting to answer. At this time, he was still counting on him to show the way, so Song Chen didn't say anything. After a pause, he thought to himself: "Maybe it's miasma. I've seen it before when I was in Manzhou. It's most likely to breed in dense forests and swamps. Once you enter, it will confuse your mind and cause hallucinations. This is also an important reason why many people fall into misfortune in the deep mountains."
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