The deeper into Xingzhou we went, the thicker the black fog became, almost like silk floating in the air, wrapping around the hull layer by layer.
"This situation..." The secret guards clicked their tongues. It was exactly the same as when they fought in the East China Sea. Why did the rebels like to wrap themselves up with some barriers? Could it be a rule of the trade?
"Is it poisonous?" Zhang Mingrui asked cautiously.
The secret guard reminded: "You are the doctor." So shouldn't we be the ones asking you this kind of question?
Zhang Mingrui: ...
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