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302 - The end of the Fog

Chapter 302 - The End of the Fog

The grey fog seemed endless.

Ye Qingyu cautiously moved forward.

"Come on, hurry up, catch up to that guy covered with red crap. I will bite him to death...." The silly dog, Little Nine, was jumping up and down on Ye Qingyu's shoulders with an impatient look on his face.

"Red crap?" Ye Qingyu couldn't help laughing out loud. "It's red crap, do you still want to bite into it? Your appetite is so huge, no wonder Wen Wan always keeps saying that a dog can't stop himself from eating shit, you really..."

"Ah... shut up." Little Nine had a blank moment for a few moments then flew into a rage.

He transformed into a bolt of lightning, darting into the grey fog.

"Be careful... " Ye Qingyu loudly reminded him.

After a few moments, the fog seemed to split ahead, and Little Nine rushed back, his white fur giving off a faint silvery light as he effortlessly made the grey fog move back. He looked like a fish swimming, moving his tails and limbs, cutting through the dense fog.

"Haha, very fun and interesting... Master, look at the careful look on your face. You're too timid. Woof, haha, this fog is nothing."

The silly dog looked elated.

It seemed he had forgotten about the topic of the red crap, floating across in front of Ye Qingyu, nodding his head and wagging his tail excitedly, showing off.

Ye Qingyu's expression suddenly changed, his eyes fixed on the back of silly dog Little Nine. "There is something... be careful."

"Woof, such a little matter. Do you want to fool a dog? I do not smell any creatures nearby..." Silly dog Little Nine dismissively looked at Ye Qingyu, thinking that Ye Qingyu was tricking him.

But just then, there was something that touched his tail lightly.

"Hey?" He stared blankly, then his pupils suddenly contracted, he let out a sharp scream and turned into a bolt of lightning, jumping onto Ye Qingyu's shoulder and covering his eyes. "Ah ah, Woof woof, something, like a ghost is near, my tail.... ah ah ah, something touched me."

Ye Qingyu did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Floating over from afar was a dead body.

A body dressed in black armour.

"It was the shorter brother of the tall and short brothers that entered before us, they died..."

Ye Qingyu recognized the body and came slightly closer.

The man's armor was completely intact and the formation was still operating by itself, releasing a faint black light and defending against the dense grey fog. But he was dead, his face already stiffened, not breathing anymore. A bloody hole about the thickness of a finger was in his left eye socket, his skull being pierced. Strange scarlet veins, like poison vines, had spread across his face, looking exceedingly frightening.

"He was murdered..."

Ye Qingyu sighed.

If he had not guessed wrong, the person that killed him, should be that blood-red cruel and fierce figure.