C1260 The worry of the sky spirit vein

"Hu!"

Snowflakes whistled as they transformed into a whirlpool, blowing away the poisonous fog and absorbing it.

Every single snowflake turned black, and when they landed on the ground, they turned into a puddle of black water.

Wang Shuo stepped forward and picked up the wooden hairpin, but didn't feel any fluctuation of energy from it. It was just an ordinary wooden object.

"Strange