Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

It seemed like they had just realized that Zhou Yi was just a person they didn't know.    

Wenn Xuan, who had been released by the little fatty, also arrived in front of Zhou Yi and gave him a ninety degree bow. Then, he said: "I'm sorry! I apologize to you on their behalf! "    

Zhou Yi waved his hand and was about to open his mouth, but the fog in front of him was rolling. The visibility had gone from three to four meters to two to three meters.    

When everyone saw this, how could they still have time to think about whether Yue Bin, who was hanging by the iron chain, was still alive or not? They all hurriedly moved closer to Zhou Yi.    

As for the youth who had fainted earlier, he slowly regained consciousness.    

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, picked his ears and walked forward.    

With the current situation, even if they wanted to return to the hotel safely, it would be impossible. Thus, they could only take things one step at a time.    

Who knew that just as Zhou Yi was about to set his foot down, Wenn Xuan, who was behind him, quickly opened his mouth: "Mister, do you have any ideas?"    

"Humph!" Zhou Yi sneered: "What can I do? If I wait here, I will die and I won't be able to find the way back, so I can only make a trip through this fog. Those who dare to come with me, don't dare to find a way back by yourself! "    

After saying that, Zhou Yi didn't care about the reaction of others and walked into the distance.    

Without hesitation, Wenn Xuan followed behind Zhou Yi.    

The remaining people looked at each other. The moment they lost sight of Zhou Yi, they also followed.    

However, before they could catch up to Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi stopped once again.    

No one understood what was going on. Just as the little fatty was about to poke his head out and ask, he saw Zhou Yi's eyes staring straight ahead.    

The fog's visibility was very low. The little fatty followed Zhou Yi's gaze, but he didn't notice anything. This was because other than a rolling white fog, there was nothing else in front of him.    

Thus, he stretched out his hand to look at Wenn Xuan beside him and asked, "What is he looking at?"    

Wenn Xuan shook his head.    

At this moment, Zhou Yi finally made his move.    

With a wave of his hand, a yellow paper talisman appeared in his palm.    

The instant that paper talisman appeared, it actually shot out a beam of golden light. Just when everyone was astonished, the bright light on that paper talisman suddenly disappeared completely. It was as if it had never appeared before.    

At this moment, the originally yellow paper talisman had turned into a pile of black ashes.    

All of this happened in a split-second. While everyone was still sighing about Zhou Yi's trick getting better, Zhou Yi let out a roar: "Run!"    

With that, he rushed out at 180 steps.    

Following closely behind was Wenn Xuan. The rest of the people didn't understand what was going on and just ran. The rest of them just stood there in a daze.    

But then they realized why they were running.    

Because in that white fog, a large amount of Blood Fog suddenly appeared. In the blink of an eye, that Blood Fog was swallowed by those few young men who were rooted to the spot.    

They did not even have the time to scream before they were completely digested into a part of the Blood Fog's body.    

"F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, what the hell is that thing behind us? Wenn Xuan, quickly tell me. It's a special effect of the brain, right? Right? Right!?"    

The little fatty turned his head as he ran and shouted at Wenn Xuan.    

His spirit had been stretched to the limit. Everything that had happened today had completely subverted all of his thoughts. Everything that had once seemed impossible had happened today. Sometimes, he thought that he must have been dreaming.    

But the pain in his foot and the lung discomfort of his overrun reminded him that this was not a dream.    

All he had left was to run for his life.    

This was because he knew that if he was one step slower, he would end up like his companions.    

But he didn't want to.    

Zhou Yi ran at the front. In order to take care of these people, he slowed down a lot.    

Zhou Yi finally stopped when everyone thought he was going to die of exhaustion.    

The rest of the people also stopped in their tracks, and in the end, they directly fell to the ground, gasping for air.    

Zhou Yi crossed his arms and casually leaned against a wall. From the looks of it, he didn't seem to have experienced the intense movements earlier.    

"Sir, thank you for saving my life!" After a while, Wenn Xuan was almost out of breath. He quickly ran to Zhou Yi and greeted him.    

Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and helped him up without saying anything.    

At this moment, everyone finally understood that they could only avoid danger if they followed behind Zhou Yi. Perhaps this was the only way for them to safely leave this strange white fog.    

Of course, Zhou Yi didn't have time to think about how they were right now. After he helped Wenn Xuan up, he just stood there in a daze.    

There were more and more things in the fog. Zhou Yi thought that the old man might be a good person.    

But from the looks of it, he was probably the mouse shit that stirred up a pot of good soup.    

If it was according to Zhou Yi's usual style of doing things, he would definitely rush into the Blood Fog to investigate.    

But now that he had brought over ten of them, there was no way he could investigate the bottom of the Blood Fog. So the current situation, other than thinking of other ways, was to take things one step at a time.    

Seeing Zhou Yi thinking on the side, a young man with glasses walked up to the little fatty and whispered, "Brother Fatty, do you think this guy is a god or a madman?"    

The fat guy was also surprised by the question.    

Then, he turned his head stiffly and glanced at Zhou Yi.    

Zhou Yi was thinking about how to find out the problems within the Blood Fog, so he didn't notice the two's little movements.    

Fatty turned around and didn't say anything. However, Zhou Yi's performance all the way here was truly unimaginable.    

Just as the fatty was hesitating, the small glasses man said, "We've encountered many strange things along the way, but there are also quite a few strange things about him. With his abilities, no matter how I look at it, it doesn't seem like a trick, but a real …"    

At this point, Fatty asked anxiously, "Really what?"    

"Strange!" Brother Fatty, strange! Do you understand? " That small glasses pushed the mirror on the bridge of his nose and continued, "I see that he's the one who made all the stuff here in the Eight Cities, and he's also the one who made those companions of ours disappear. In my opinion, he's a lunatic, a monster, or even a murderer with special abilities!"    

Clang!    

The moment the small glasses man finished his sentence, the metal rod that was used as a form of defense fell to the ground with a clang...