A swath of pink fog suddenly permeated the forest.
It enveloped all the people present.
Right after this was done, Su Mo's branch had already reached the Jianjing acupoint on that person's shoulder.
That person instantly maintained a gesture of raising his hand to throw something, frozen in place, unable to move.
However, Su Mo's eyebrows furrowed.
He had sealed their acupoints from a distance with his Finger Flicking Technique, primarily as a precaution against any deceit.
Moreover, he aimed to capture them alive to interrogate them about the truth.
But he didn't expect these people to make such a resolute decision instantly.
This pink fog's origin was unknown, it wrapped up several people, and there was no sign of it dissipating anytime soon.
Even the wind in the mountain hollow couldn't blow it away.
"Miss Wei, with her extensive knowledge, do you recognize this fog?"
Su Mo asked Wei Ziyi.
