In this world shrouded in gray fog, not getting lost is already a blessing, and taking a detour?
On the opposite bank of the river, Du Yu forced himself to suppress his pounding heart as he landed steadily from the sky.
And after he landed, in the sight of the two girls, the misty riverbank across the river, shrouded in light gray fog, finally revealed its mysterious veil!
On both sides of the riverbank, Du Yu and Lin Shiwei served as two focal points, dispersing the layers of fog and restoring this stretch of river to its original appearance.
"Nai~" Just as Lin Shiwei was preparing to move, Xiaobai's voice suddenly came from across the river.
A Dust Spirit Deer, formed of Immortal Mist, quietly appeared and soared straight up, step by step ascending to heaven!
Glory Gold · Dust Fog Assault!
If someone else had done this, Lin Shiwei might have questioned or even resented a teammate for wasting Demon Breath.
