Watch Out! Danger Ahead
Chapter 2049 - Chapter 2049 Promise (3)

Chapter 2049: Promise (3) Chapter 2049: Promise (3) If he continued to investigate according to this clue, he would be able to find a way to find out the true identity of the ghost behind the scenes.

“Qing Xiao-Qing Xiao-”

“Miss song …”

“..”

At this moment, a few shrieks pierced through the mist and entered song qingxiao’s ears.

The old Daoist’s voice was hoarse, as if he had shouted until his throat was sore, but he still called song qingxiao’s name.

Song Changqing’s anxious voice was also mixed in, “”Little junior sister-”

Song Qing’s expression turned cold. He immediately kept his sword and stepped out of the city wall.

She took a big step forward, and the coldness on her body drove away the thick fog.

The evil spirits in the fog seemed to be extremely afraid of her killing intent. Wherever she went, the fog would retreat.

In a few steps, song qingxiao had already stepped out of the thick fog.

The city behind them disappeared, and Shen villa was once again surrounded by the yin Qi.

In the river that was covered in thick fog, a black ship was floating alone in the center of the river.

The Starlight illuminated the ship like a Beacon in the dark, surrounding the survivors on the ship.

The old Daoist stood in the circle and looked in the direction where song qingxiao had disappeared, still shouting her name.

He was like an old man who had lost his children, his back bent like a bow.

From the appearance of the red-dressed faceless female ghost to the river turning red, and finally song Qing disappearing into the fog, there had been no sign of her return.

old priest, please rest for a while. Your voice is hoarse.

Someone saw that he was pitiful and tried to persuade him, but the old Daoist did not listen and continued to call song qingxiao’s name.

“Master …”

Song Changqing looked at him worriedly. He reached out to help him sit down and catch his breath.

He was already old and heavily injured. He had not rested for several days, so his complexion was extremely unsightly.

Furthermore, cultivators from Mount yunhu had a sense of familiarity with their loved ones. The old Daoist’s heart had been palpitating for the past few days. He said that little song Qing had appeared in his dreams and was now in trouble, crying for help.

The old Daoist loved his disciple so much that he woke up immediately and insisted on calling his disciple back.

After song Changqing supported him, he immediately grabbed his eldest disciple’s wrist and said, ”

“You have to find your junior sister!”

Daoist priest song’s hair was ruffled by the wind. In just a few days, he had aged rapidly, looking very pitiful.

“She promised me that she would come back. She would come back.”

your little junior sister won’t go back on her word. If you shout a little more, she might hear our shouts and return …

His voice was already very hoarse. He hadn’t eaten or drunk for several days, and the skin of his mouth had cracked and blood was oozing out.

Song Changqing listened to his instructions and nodded.

The people around him were also terrified. After hearing the old Taoist’s words, their sympathy seemed to have infected his inner anxiety. In the end, they accompanied him and shouted loudly.

“Miss song …”

“Miss song …”

Everyone shouted and their voices spread. The old Daoist was still coughing from talking too much, which caused his internal injuries to worsen. He lost his balance and fell onto song Changqing. Suddenly, someone shouted,

“Quickly look!”

The old Daoist seemed to have sensed something. Ignoring the burning pain in his internal organs, he pushed the human wall in front of him away.

Then, the fog in front of them rolled, and a silver light broke through the sky, splitting the fog and stirring the river water.

Under the reflection of the sword Qi, the surface of the river was like boiling water. Bubbles rolled and split to two sides, revealing a long water mark.

The red light in the mist had disappeared, and the cold light had dispersed the yin Qi, revealing the bright moon above.

Tonight, the stars were shining brightly. Under the illumination of the light, frost and snow filled the sky.

A tall figure stepped out of the thick fog, which made the old Daoist feel at ease.

“You little girl …”

He took a deep breath as he had been waiting for this result.

Although his words were reproachful, the corners of his mouth were raised high, as if a huge stone had been removed from his heart.

Now that he saw this familiar figure return, the old Daoist’s heart that had been hanging high in the air suddenly returned to its original place.

After he heaved a sigh of relief, he seemed to finally feel the severity of his injuries. His head felt heavy, and his feet felt light. His soul seemed to be swaying high up. He immediately lost his balance and fell backward.

“Master …”

As song Changqing cried out in alarm, a cold hand passed through his arm and caught the old Daoist who was falling backward. A palm held him firmly on the back.