The voice of White Hair's solemn answer was so loud that Bai Guyue blushed and quickly turned away after spitting.
Why is Grandpa being so improper again!
And there's someone even more improper here!
There are still enemies over there...
Bai Guyue's peripheral vision caught sight of Sierra Leone trying to sneak away from the scene.
Snap.
A crisp finger snap sounded beside the ear.
Suddenly, a white mist condensed out of the air, forming an inverted giant bowl that enveloped Sierra Leone perfectly.
His right hand, which had just been flung out, began to dry up and blacken as soon as it touched the white barrier.
Sizzle!
Sierra Leone retracted his arm in fright, looking at Bai Yiduo, who didn't even turn his head.
That old man, with just a finger snap, could control this white mist.
And this white mist had the characteristic of stripping biological activity.
This is simply a natural enemy of the Saint Luo Parasite!
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