Chapter 2014 Dense Fog

Di Ping turned off the communication, but he was a little upset. Liu Bingyu, the little girl, was becoming more and more blatant now, which made him very distressed.

To say that he did not have Liu Bingyu in his heart at all would be lying to himself. Like Liu Bingyu, a beautiful, intimate and considerate woman, I am afraid that there is no man who does not like it, and he is no exception.

But he was already occupied by Defeya in his heart, so he couldn't give Liu Bingyu any more space!

He could feel Liu Bingyu's thoughts, the frequent hints and the occasional little temptation were all signaling to him, but he couldn't do that, it would be unfair to Liu Bingyu if he really did that.

Di Ping found that he had always been a hesitant person emotionally. Like Su Xiao, he knew the outcome, but he lied to himself for three years, and he never really faced it until he fulfilled the original agreement.

Yu Shujie never gave her a conclusion.

Liu Bingyu never explicitly refused.

He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't be ruthless, for fear of hurting them too deeply, and if he wanted to take possession of him, he couldn't pass the level in his heart, and he cared more about Dephia's feelings.

He is a typical one who eats from the bowl and doesn't want to let go of the pot, and has the potential of a scumbag.

Di Ping laughed at himself, then leaned back in his chair, looking up at the starry sky, in a trance.

I don't know when, a little mist rose from the ruins of the city, as if a group of lively fish were playing in the forest, slowly filling the entire city, and the fog became thicker and thicker as time passed.

"It's getting foggy?"

When Di Ping suddenly felt cold, he suddenly reacted from his thoughts, and only then did he notice that the entire forest had been shrouded in thick fog, and the camp where he was located was also filled with thick fog.

The visibility did not exceed 20 meters, and the magic barracks behind him were also shrouded in fog, making it hazy and unreal.

"Why is there such a big fog?"

Di Ping was a little strange. With his eyesight, he couldn't see 20 meters away. It could be seen how thick the fog was, as if it were real.

However, he didn't think much about it. It was foggy in autumn, and he thought it was normal.

"It's nine o'clock? It's so late!" Di Ping was stunned when he saw the time, then shook his head and murmured, "I've been sitting here for an hour!"

He started to pack up the desks and chairs, ready to rest, after all, it was getting late.

However, when he finished collecting, he walked to the barracks, only to find it. In just a few minutes, the fog became thicker, and the visibility was only ten meters at most, and the magic barracks could hardly be seen.

Squeak!

Xiao Jin suddenly let out an uneasy cry, as if there was something disturbing him in the fog.

"This fog is not right, go into the barracks!"

Di Ping glanced at the surrounding mist with a gloomy expression, grabbed Xiao Jin and walked towards the barracks.

He knew Xiao Jin's strength, and he felt uneasy, and what was even more strange was that his mental power was suppressed here. Originally, his mental power could reach a distance of 1,500 meters, but now it is suppressed. The distance is only 100 meters away, and there is nothing to be detected in the mist.

His two main sources of support are Xiao Jin, and the other is strong mental power. Now both of them seem to be a little out of luck. He still dares to be brave, so he will go back to the barracks to see the situation.

The door of the magic barracks slowly closed, blocking the darkness and thick fog from outside, and the burning bonfire and lights in the room gave him a touch of warmth.

Looking out through the one-way magic window, the outside is full of thick fog, and I can't see anything. These thick things are like milk, and they feel like they are flowing slowly.

After entering the room, Xiao Jin also became quieter and started to take a nap by the bonfire.

Di Ping looked at it for a while, but didn't find any danger, except for the thick fog, he also pressed his heart, turned off the lights, and began to sit cross-legged and practice.

After a while, Di Ping entered a state of deep cultivation.

But he didn't notice that a trace of mist swam into his barracks like snakes, and more and more, Di Ping and Xiao Jin were shrouded in it in no time.

Xiao Jin seemed to be sleeping comfortably, but he stretched out his limbs and fell asleep on the ground.

cuckoo cuckoo.....

The night was already deep, and the entire barracks had completely disappeared, engulfed by a thick sea of ​​fog. Suddenly, a few strange voices sounded in the jungle. The voices were low and distant, as if they had a strange frequency.