Yan Ziyue is most sensitive to this question: "What are your plans?"

"I don't care... You guys have seen it anyway, that thing won't hurt me!"

“…”

Can't hurt you!?

What's the meaning?

Is it a threat?

Yan Ziyue stopped responding.

She knew that if she continued, it would only harm her, but not good.

Zhou Yan nodded: "Just now, when the undead came, you were the only one who reacted... If it weren't for you, we would be in danger. I think... let's fight quickly, solve the matter as soon as possible, and find a place to hide as soon as possible!"

"Yes, that's what I mean!" Mo You nodded heavily: "Since the description of the undead by the ancestors of the Mo family is correct, the warning you gave us must be true... If we make a loud noise..."

He suddenly thought of the voice just now, and his expression changed significantly.

"No, why is there such a loud noise here?"

Pi Rong shook his head immediately: "I only heard that when the Gate of Hell is closed, there will be three vibrations... and these vibrations are to awaken the dead, look at the sound just now..."

"It's not Jun, right?" Zhou Yan thought of something: "He is a master. Once he transforms, he will not be too small if he makes any noise..."

"Then something happened to him?" Feng Chenglin's face changed instantly: "Ding Temple... The third young master, Ding Temple and Jun are here to be together..."

These two people prosper and lose together.

Something that big of a deal just now must have happened.

"Don't worry, they won't be in trouble..." Ling Luoyu was not panicked at all: "At least, there will be no problem now!"

"How do you know?"

"Don't forget the identity of Ding Temple!"

“…”

"He is a descendant of the Miao family, and his ancestors are inherited in his memory..."

"But didn't he say he forgot?" Mo You blurted out.

Immediately, he realized that he had been deceived.

"Inheritance is imprinted in the soul and passed down from generation to generation, how can we forget it?"

If I could forget it, the Miao family would have been gone long ago.

"He... is he lying to us? He... knows the secret of this mechanism of the gates of hell!"

He gasped and understood something.

"That movement just now... Could it be that they had trouble with some mechanism at the Ghost Gate?"

——

The mud in the mouth was spitting out with a dusty face, Jun Lai looked at Ding Temple with an idiot look.

"Didn't you say that this gate of hell was created by your ancestors? Do you know the tricks of it?"

Ding Temple shook off all the soil and was in a mess: "I... what I said is true..."

"Then your ancestors didn't tell you that you can't touch that thing?!"

“…”

I don’t know what’s going on in the temple!

In his memory, those marked with patterns are clearly the hub of the mechanism.

Why is this still?

It exploded!?

"But you should also thank our ancestors..."

Coughing, he patted his clothes.

"You have to thank them. They didn't design the power that exploded too much, otherwise, why are the two of them buried now..."

Suddenly—

"not good……"

Jun Lai suddenly looked behind him.

Behind them is a long passage.

He suddenly turned his head and his mind was raised.

"What's wrong? It's not... the explosion just now blocked the passage behind us... right?"
Chapter completed!