章 1739: Destined Toad

The old man in purple robe waved his hand and a few men stepped ahead to carry Zi Wu to the back for some treatment.

The old man in purple robe stood up, stared at the dense fog, frowned, and didn't say a word.

After a while, he breathed a long sigh and murmured, "We got the information about the poison. It said that the poisonous fog on the mountain was special, but didn't say anything about this vicious erosion… According to the messages, the poison should be ten times weaker than this… What… What is the matter?

"Sometimes intelligence isn't completely correct, but this is too much incorrect. Did anything happen before we arrived? Did anything increase the power of the poisonous fog?"

The old man in purple robe thought for a long time but conceived nothing. He waved one hand and tiredly said, "Set the camps."

That was the last word he said for the day.

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