Dingmiao stood there dumbfoundedly, with a shocked look: "She... can she still do this?"

Feng Chenglin glanced sideways: "She knows so much, what's so strange about this!"

Hanging for a moment, Ling Luoyu flew forward and flew on a swamp plot that was one foot square.

In front of her, a clear footprint suddenly came to her eyes.

"Three Young Master?"

After receiving Ling Luoyu's instructions, Feng Chenglin took a deep breath, sank up and fell beside her.

"What are you looking at?"

"This footprint..."

Her fingertips streaked across the broken stem of the rotten grass and looked forward.

"The foot strength is very strong, which means that the distance to the next jump and land is also very far!"

“It’s very far?”

Feng Chenglin looked around and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Why do I feel like this floating corpse swamp is like there is no end?"

They have been walking for a long time, but they still haven't seen the scenery on the other side.

"San Young Master, you said we are just walking like this... will we get lost in it?"

"If there is no guidance, we will definitely get lost!" Dingmiao glanced sideways: "Or what do you think someone is setting up this swamp for??"

"get lost……"

Feng Chenglin looked at the white and creepy floating corpses and felt chill all over.

"If you really get lost, you will probably become one of them after a long time..."

"It's good to be like them, at least... the corpse will never rot for thousands of years!"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes speechlessly: "...Ding Temple, is your taste too heavy?"

"It's not that I have a strong taste, but that I'm reminding you... these floating corpses are specially raised here, and they are also part of the formation!"

Dingmiao squatted by the pond, looking at a floating corpse in the water.

"Otherwise, do you think the floating corpse placed here is to increase the terrifying effect?"

"Part of the formation? What else can they do?" Feng Chenglin curled his lips, but he dared not disbelief: "Can you jump out and ask me for a sip?"

"If you don't believe it, just take a step to the death gate, start the formation, and see what the result will be..."

“…”

Ling Luoyu suddenly stood up, frowned: "Ding Temple, do you think... these floating corpses are part of the entire formation?"

"yes……"

Dingmiao paused and coughed.

"Of course, I have never seen such a formation, and I can't say it specifically... But when the formation is set, anything has its meaning, let alone so many floating corpses, so I

It must be a reason for them to be here..."

"Then you said...if this formation is activated, will the floating corpse still be like this?"

"……What's the meaning?"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes: "She meant to ask you, has this formation been activated?"

“…”

Dingmiao was stunned, then looked around carefully and shook his head slowly.

"It shouldn't be! Once such a formation is laid out, it is irreversible... that is, it is a one-time! If it is activated, it will destroy the mechanism settings and layout arrangements..."

Although the swamps around them were terrifying and terrifying, everything was stable and stable.

Even rotten grass grows normally and freshly.

"San Young Master, why are you asking this?" Feng Chenglin was a little confused: "Do you think... this formation does not exist, is it fooling us?"

Ling Luoyu shook his head deeply: "If the formation has not been activated, it means that the things it protects... are still there!"
Chapter completed!