Whether you can practice today is really not a big deal. Yin Dong just hopes that Xiaobao and Ling Fan are safe and sound, and he mutters: "Bless the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, you must make Xiaobao safe and sound. If you have to be disabled, let Brother Ling, a two-man, be useless. Anyway, he is the leader of the army, so he can be good at your mind..."

It took a long time to go, but Yin Dong didn't know. Anyway, he felt like a century had passed, and suddenly he heard a sound in his ears.

"How could I lie here?"

The voice came into my ears, and Yin Dong whispered: "Shut up!"

Then, he turned his head and saw Xiao Meier rubbing the back of his neck, looking painful and confused, feeling a little guilty, as if the previous palm had hit him a little fiercely.

He coughed dryly, and he briefly explained the situation of the gray fog, which immediately made Xiao Meier's eyes brighten up. He exclaimed for a while. He glared at him and hurriedly covered his mouth and whispered: "These people are all practicing the martial arts you preached, so they have successfully drawn their energy into their bodies and their minds will not be affected, right?"

She didn't say that Yin Dong didn't pay attention. All the soldiers entered the state of urging air into their bodies, and were each wrapped in a cocoon formed by gray fog.

"So many geniuses?" Yin Dong asked in surprise, not even believing himself.

Xiao Meier was also very interested and guessed: "I think either your martial arts are the popular version and the main products that everyone can practice. Or they really have the talent for cultivation. Unfortunately, I didn't bring a test stone, otherwise I could figure out what the situation was."

Yin Dong looked at her with a slightly strange look.

He felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it. Xiao Meier asked, "Why do you think of me like this? Am I wrong?"

It’s really not about to hit her, Yin Dong was just curious: “Even a rookie like me who practices popular version of martial arts, your elder brother can’t beat me. How bad is your Wuji Sect’s martial arts?”

Xiao Mei'er doesn't want to talk to him anymore.

Even if the situation in Wuji Sect is not good now, her father, the head of the sect, was undermined, but Wuji Sect is the foundation founded by her ancestors, and the martial arts were also left by the ancestors of the Xiao family. He said that Wuji Sect's martial arts were poor, and even scolded her, the ancestor of the Xiao family, would turn against her.

Looking at the gray fog on both sides, it was so weird. Xiao Meier felt that Yin Dong should be unintentional. She should be unconcerned about the misfortune of villains and forgive him for his unintentional words this time.

However, if Xiao Meier didn't fight for the steamed buns and breathed, she wanted to prove that her martial arts were not bad, so she said, "I also have water-based martial arts. There seems to be people on the warship. Why don't I find a few more to let them try to practice my martial arts and compare them?"

The key point is to compare it. Yin Dong understands it and is happy... Someone helps him with the matter, which is better.

He waved his hand and said, "You go to the warship first and ask everyone for your opinions. If someone is willing to learn it, you can pass on the martial arts to them and bring them to the island. However, you must remember to start contacting the gray fog from the edge of the gray fog."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Xiao Mei'er said narrowly, jumped up and ran away like a deer.

Yin Dong was inexplicably uneasy. This naughty kid would not do anything randomly, right? Do he have to go over and take a look, otherwise it will be troublesome if something happens.

He stood up and was about to leave, but he heard Xiaobao's little mouth still smacking. He quickly turned his head and heard Xiaobao's voice coming from the fog cocoon: "Rake!"

This soft and cute childish voice made Yin Dong's heart melt, and he quickly asked: "Xiaobao, have he learned how to take Uncle Ling to play games?"

"Uncle Ling plays by himself, the baby is hungry."

As Xiaobao said, he crawled out of the cocoon of mist, raised his head like a puppy and said, "Eat meat!"

"Don't eat fog?" Yin Dong asked with a smile.

Xiaobao tilted his little head and thought for a while, then shook his head like a rattle, patted his belly and said, "Peppa is so lazy!"

Yin Dong's heart moved and quickly checked Xiaobao. He suddenly found that the tendons and veins in Xiaobao's body were stretched out by gray fog. He quickly used the dragon power to help Xiaobao refine the gray fog.

As for Ling Fan, he was still wrapped in the cocoon of gray mist and heard no movement.

Yin Dong refined the gray fog in Xiaobao's body and found that the boy was asleep, so he put him on his legs and seized the time to practice.

This is the edge of the gray island, with thin gray fog. After Yin Dong began to practice, the gray fog was pulled in like a tide and poured into his body.

When Xiao Meier was teaching martial arts to several soldiers on the warship, she looked here and almost lost her eyes. She felt that Yin Dong's body was a black hole, as if she could swallow the gray fog endlessly.

"With such a big momentum, his skills may not be simple!" Xiao Meier murmured, suddenly not so confident in his own water-based skills "The Water-Original Art".

However, now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Xiao Meier can only bring a few soldiers who taught "The Water Rules" to the edge of the gray island.

Xiao Meier dared not directly refining the gray fog for grey fog, so she carefully guided several warriors. Seeing their bodies absorbing the gray fog, the speed was far less than that of the warriors on Yin Dong's side, she felt very uncomfortable.

"His martial arts are really not a big deal, they are even more advanced than the Water-Original Art!" Xiao Meier said intimately, and the eyes of Yin Dong were particularly complicated.

"The Water Essay" is already a high-level water-based exercise in the Wuji Sect. Yin Dong's exercises are even more sophisticated than "The Water Essay", and his background is really not simple.

Perhaps, it is a wise choice to let Yin Dong go to Wuji Gate to send snake fruit. The situation of the Xiao family and the ancestor may be as he guessed, and it is already in danger... No, he has to ask him to send snake fruit to the ancestor as soon as possible. If it is too late, I am afraid it will be too late!

Xiao Mei'er suddenly felt anxious, her beautiful big eyes were full of anxiety, and she wanted to pull Yin Dong up now and let him rush to the Wuxing Gate overnight.

By the way, she can now prepare to let him go to Wuji Sect. For example, the road map can be drawn now, and there are some things to pay attention to, she can write them out first!

Just then, a sudden scream rang out.

Before Xiao Mei'er could react, she heard a stone breaking through the air. She subconsciously rushed out and turned around. She suddenly found that a soldier beside her was knocked unconscious by the stone and fell to the ground with blood bleed.

Yin Dong also rushed over, pressed his hands on the back of the warrior, and used the dragon power to investigate his physical condition. He suddenly found that gray fog was chaotic and rushing four times in his tendons and veins. The tendons and veins had broken through many places, and the strange gray fog was still pouring in and raging in his body.

Leave the gray fog alone, this warrior will definitely die!
Chapter completed!