Just Become A Son of God, This Imperial Clan Is Too Cautious!

Chapter 190 Hands in the Blood Mist

The old man couldn't understand what he said.

“Young people just don’t know how high the sky is, and they won’t believe what the elderly say.35

"It's not that I don't believe you, old man, and it's not that I don't know how high the sky is." Feng Hao said to the people inside, "You help me in first, I have something to tell you.

Feng Hao didn't leave, and he didn't give up.

With a creak, the door in front of him was opened.

In fact, Feng Hao could break in directly, but he didn't do it.

Pushing open the door he walked in, smiling.

"Thank you for believing in me." An old man stayed in this blood-filled place, he could choose to believe him, and it was very good to open the door for him. He saw that the face of the other party was very old.

Feng Hao closed the door and put Xuanyuan body outside.

While he manipulated Xuanyuan's body to absorb the surrounding blood mist, Feng Hao grabbed the hand of the old man in front of him.

"Actually, you're not that old, right? You're only fifty years old at most." Feng Hao looked at the old man in front of him, and he saw that he looked like seventy or eighty.

However, he felt that something was not right when he touched the other's bones.

"Your bone age is only fifty years old." Feng Hao looked at the other party's cloudy eyes and saw the shock in the other party's eyes.

"Don't be surprised, I won't come to save you."

"What!" The other party didn't seem to believe it, but there was still a ray of light in the old man's eyes.

The old man stepped aside.

"It's a pity that I'm already old." The old man shook his head, he was in pain, "My son is dead, he was killed by the blood mist.

Feng Hao was even more puzzled. Could it be that this blood mist still contains some murderous intent? He came to the old man's side and helped him sit down.

"Don't worry, I have to know some information if I want to help you."

Feng Hao felt the blood mist when he first came in, and it seemed that he was being controlled by someone.

I don't even know who it is.

"The most important thing is that I seem to feel this breath from the king of Tongtian Kingdom."

Feng Hao's breathing was a little short, and his heart was beating all the time.

"Does the King of Tongtian Kingdom have any connection with this place?"

On Feng Hao's face, the color of doubt became stronger and stronger, and he clenched his fists and took a step forward.

He looked at each other, looked into his eyes.

Feng Hao found that the other party's eyes were very dark, and there was a sense of despair.

"I'm going to ask you now what is the danger of this blood fog?" Feng Hao saw that the other party didn't want to say anything, so he had to walk to a place not far from the other party and smashed a stone with one fist.

"I'm different from the 377 elephants you think." Feng Hao turned his head, "I came here on purpose to investigate this massive blood fog.

Of course Feng Hao is just talking nonsense, how is that possible?

But it was very easy to gain the trust of the old man. When Feng Hao turned around, the old man had already told him something.

"At night, if you want to escape, you will be killed by a hand in the blood mist.

"But you stayed at home, because you were randomly killed by the hand sticking out from the blood mist."

The old man's face was pale.

"Then what about you, why are you not dead, and your blood is extremely weak." Feng Hao looked at the old man and said.