I Think The Problem Is with the Lord of Mist (1)

Looking at Mu Qing, who was standing in front of him with a black iron mask in her hand, Feng Qi felt awkward.

He did not expect Mu Qing to still recognize him

Indeed, unlike in television dramas, wearing a mask could not disguise one's identity.

At this thought, he immediately cast his gaze at the owner of the fog in the near distance.

Fortunately, it had already charged into the outer circle of the core area of the battle. Its attention was completely focused on the miracle blood stone and he did not notice the situation here at all.

Otherwise, he would really have no way to explain this.

"Ah Qi, why are you here?"

Looking at the awkward Feng Qi, Mu Qing's face was filled with confusion.

Actually, she had already noticed Feng Qi in the square in front of the recruitment hall.

While the scarlet rune crystal gave her terrifying physical fitness, it also gave her many strange abilities.

One of them was aura recognition.