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"I'm going to find Dad!" Fu Zhou immediately raised his arm, trying to call his dad via his phone-watch.
However, Meng Meng frowned, "It's useless."
Fu Zhou's father is just an ordinary person, unable to deal with these mysterious things.
Better to find my sister than Dad.
Just as this thought appeared in Meng Meng's mind, the black mist was already descending upon Meng Meng!
Meng Meng puffed out her little belly, snorted lightly, "Looking for death!"
As she spoke, Meng Meng gently moved her little hand.
A stream of spiritual power swept out at an imperceptible speed, directly confronting the black mist.
Unfortunately, Meng Meng was too young, and her attack wasn't powerful enough; the black mist quickly enveloped her.
"Ah!" Meng Meng gasped, and the next moment, she was wrapped in the black mist.
Before being taken away by the black mist, Shu Dao Temple quietly embraced her.
The black mist left, calming the children's emotions.
