"Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough!"
"Such dense poisonous gas!"
Du Xiaoqing and the others quickly pulled out handkerchiefs from their pockets to cover their mouths and noses, clearly having come prepared.
"Sir, here, quickly cover up." Du Xiaoqing handed Qin Yuesheng a second handkerchief.
But Qin Yuesheng suddenly unleashed a wave from within his body, scattering the surrounding mist entirely, and the strange smell disappeared along with it.
In the Poisonous Old Monster's territory, there were no birds or insects to be seen, and the purple clouds in the sky were probably deposits of some kind of poison gas.
"Doesn't this Poisonous Old Monster have any subordinates? How can they survive in such a toxic place?" Qin Yuesheng asked puzzledly.
"This place wasn't like this before. No idea what the Poisonous Old Monster is up to today." Du Xiaoqing was equally perplexed.
