In the woods on the left, there are many shadows.

In a vague way, a figure seemed to flash through it.

"Fuck, come again..."

Feng Chenglin swallowed a saliva, turned around and looked at Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao, and opened his mouth.

After hesitating for a moment, I finally decided to go and take a look first.

"This ghost place is going to make me crazy..."

If it is really just his illusion, he will call those two people jokes again.

With the enlargement of the crystal bottle, Ling Luoyu and Ding Temple finally made a line.

"Here...here is the secret passage mechanism we walked through when we came!"

Respect suddenly appeared in Dingmiao's eyes, and his voice was trembling with excitement.

"I don't know what kind of people can create such a complex mechanism... Even our Miao family's ancestors could not get these things at their peak!"

"How did your Miao family's ancestors... get the Muxin Bracelet!?" Ling Luoyu suddenly mentioned the Muxin Bracelet without warning.

Ding Temple's expression froze and he immediately returned to calm: "The Muxin Bracelet was created by our Miao ancestors..."

"Yeah?"

Ling Luoyu curled his lips and chuckled, glanced at him with a charming look, and stood up to pat his clothes.

"If the Muxin bracelet was really made by your ancestors, then there is no reason why the iron box it wants to open is in the sea... and it was found on the corpses of ancient people millions of years ago!"

Dingmiao's pupils shrank, without words.

"The lock was built tens of millions of years ago, but the key was created by later generations five thousand years later... Ding Temple, has your key traveled through time?"

Although Ling Luoyu has not opened the iron box yet, it can basically be concluded that the wooden heart bracelet is the key to the iron box.

These two things that should have been one have been separated for five thousand years.

Obviously, there was a person lying between Dingmiao and Yangzhi!

Dingmiao's eyes froze, and suddenly looked around: "Where is Feng Chenglin?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly became sank, and he turned around and looked behind him: "Fatty..."

Around them, there was extremely quiet, and there was no Feng Chenglin's figure.

"I just seemed to look at him... in that direction!"

Ding Temple pointed to his left, and before he finished speaking, Ling Luoyu had already rushed over.

But looking at the woods near her, she still kept the same distance.

"Miss Ling, we are trapped!" Dingmiao grabbed her arm and stopped her.

"I know, but how is that possible!"

Ling Luoyu threw him away unwillingly.

"But just now, Feng Chenglin was still standing here... If we were trapped, he would be trapped and could not reach that place! But why did he disappear when we remained in place?"

Looking at her anxious appearance, Dingmiao lowered his eyes and looked at her feet.

"The formation we are in should be activated after Feng Chenglin disappeared..."

He thought of something, took a breath and looked at the iron lump in his hand.

"Miss Ling..."

Ling Luoyu's thoughts were all on Feng Chenglin, and he was so angry that he choked.

"What?"

"Look at this..."

He presented the iron lumps to Ling Luoyu and pointed at one of the lines.

"You said...is this the place you are now..."

Ling Luoyu felt uneasy and glanced casually.

After a glance, her expression suddenly froze, and she grabbed the iron lump in her hand and looked carefully.
Chapter completed!