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"Here...there's something on the shoulder..."

"Behind the neck, and behind the ears..."

While the two women were helping each other, Ma Bozhuo was stirring up some blood and looked at Ma Boyue with interest.

"Come, my dear brother!"

Just listening to his voice was enough to make Ma Bozhuo show a look of pain, which was also mixed with a little fear and disgust. Ma Bozhuo felt that his heart was about to break.

"If these things that have been melted by the thick fog are not applied to the skin, you will turn into these things when you go in."

As he spoke, Ma Bozhuo moved his wrist slightly, and the blood on the dagger dripped onto the ground in front of Ma Boyue's eyes.

There was no other way. Ma Bo took the dagger out of displeasure and smeared these disgusting things with unfamiliar movements, not wanting to let the person who made him feel even more disgusting come even half a step closer to him.

As time went by, the four people gradually turned into bloody men. Fortunately, no one would come out to cause trouble here for the time being, so naturally they would not be able to see this horrifying scene.

"Now that things have happened, we will soon be like grasshoppers on a rope. Aren't you going to tell us about the thick fog?"

After Ma Ergu saw Mo Enzhuo's behavior early in the morning, she knew that this boy must know something they didn't understand.

But she didn't expect that this bastard could be so tolerant. Seeing that they were about to enter the area shrouded in thick fog, she was not prepared to explain this strange thick fog to them in detail.

Hearing this, not only Ma Weiwei, who had nothing to do with Ma Bozhuo, mentioned the nature, but even Ma Boyue, who was not interested in Ma Bozhuo, could not escape the law of true fragrance and turned his head to secretly stare at Ma Bozhuo's every move.

"I see that you are all quite willing to go. In that case, let's have a frank talk about this matter."

In response to this, Ma Bozhuo was uncharacteristically not prepared to hide it. Instead, he stretched out his hands and shrugged indifferently. It seemed that he was giving up resistance to the other three people, but in fact, he never took his eyes away from Ma Ergu. .

"Why did the second aunt let Sumei go to the head of the family?"

"What kind of place is the Water God Sect that can cultivate masters who can wipe out the life of a space with a wave of their hands?"

"We were just forced to step into this muddy water unintentionally. After that... can we still survive?"

When he said these words again, Ma Bozhuo's face didn't seem to be hypocritical, and even Ma Boyue, who disliked him, couldn't see anything wrong.

When Ma Weiwei looked at Ma Boyue as if asking for help, she happened to see him shaking his head slightly.

The scene fell into embarrassment for a moment, and there was a sudden silence.

"Both the Water God Sect and the disciples of the Water God Sect are very dangerous. The Sumei and I have no private dealings. Is there anyone here who was not forced to get involved?"

Ma Ergu sighed. This was also the first time that she showed her vulnerable side in front of the younger members of the clan.

When the last words fell, Ma Ergu just looked at Ma Bozhuo silently.

He also knew that things needed to be done step by step. If Ma Ergu was made anxious all of a sudden, the consequences would definitely not be something that the three juniors could handle.

"Let's go, I'll lead the way."

With Ma Bozhuo in front, the remaining three people didn't need to sort themselves out and followed tacitly.

The second one is Ma Ergu, followed closely by Ma Weiwei. Ma Boyue is the candidate for the queen who is trusted by the two women.

Among the four of them, Ma Bozhuo walked in front to clear the way in the fog, but it was Ma Ergu, who was in second place, who controlled the direction of the group.

"Turn left...keep going forward and don't stop...be careful with your head!"

Under the command of Arima Ergu, there may be a lot of plants along the way, but the four of them did not suffer any harm.

Perhaps except for Ma Bozhuo, as the first person to open the road, some plants covered with thick fog would always pop up in front of him.

If he hadn't acted on those plants in time and hesitated for just a second, his clothes might have been torn by the plants that seemed to appear suddenly, and then corroded by the thick fog that shrouded the back garden until there was nothing left. Blood, water and bones will be the end.