"Is it Miss Yan's voice?"

"Sounds like!"

"Where are people?"

“Hurry up ahead…”

"If you are quick, you can come first!"

“…”

quick!?

How fast?

The sand was not cleaned at all, but only a dark hole was exposed, and the width was only enough for one person to pass through.

Even if Yan Ziyue yelled like this one-way road, they would slowly move forward little by little.

Fortunately, Yan Ziyue didn't climb far enough, and it was pulled out not long after.

The moment he saw her, Feng Chenglin laughed out loud.

"Miss Yan, are you robbed?"

Not only did Yan Ziyue's clothes be torn to pieces, but her hair was missing a large area, her head and mind were covered with sand, and her eyes were swollen into peaches.

Very embarrassed.

"You said, why do you act alone? If you wait for us to join us, you will...oh..."

Feng Chenglin, who was teasing for fun, suddenly screamed and rolled down from the sand pile.

Everyone: "..."

What does this mean?

Seeing him like this, he seemed to be kicked down by someone.

Feng Chenglin opened his mouth wide and when he rolled down, he ate several bites of sand.

"Bao, who kicked me just now?"

While spitting out the sand in his mouth, he looked at the people above.

The kick on the back of the waist still hurts a little now.

Who knows—

Zhou Yan and Mo You, who were closest to him, shook their heads together:

"I don't!"

"Not me!"

Feng Chenglin's action of spitting sand was paused—

Not them?

Then it can only be Ling Luoyu!

Just so happens that this little girl is not there either.

Pi Rong was a little nervous: "Mr. Feng, are you illusions? Who kicked you just now?"

Feng Chenglin thrust: "That... I said casually. Look at this narrow place, where is there room to kick people?"

He was disappointed, afraid of getting on the pile of sand, so he followed the last part of the team.

"I said, where are we going?"

Zhou Yan turned his head and looked at Yan Ziyue: "Miss Yan?"

"I don't know either……"

At this time, Yan Ziyue was in a low mood, and the bracelet had not changed much at this time, and it was still the dark blue light, even more depressed.

"Didn't you say that this place is just a passage? And the range of gestures is not very large. Why did you go so far and you didn't see anything?"

Feng Chenglin poked Mo You in front of him: "Your Madam You, you said something, how far do we have to climb?"

Mo You smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I'm not very clear, but judging from the route we just walked, there is probably a long way."

"But you didn't realize that something was wrong?" Jun Lai, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.

The spirit of the temple came: "Did you discover something?"

"It's not discovery, it's feeling!" Jun Lai simply sat cross-legged.

It was just that his head was pressed on it, and his big man was tilted.

"Don't you think this sand is a bit weird?"

"...What's weird?" Dingmiao grabbed a handful of sand: "Each grain is full and even in size, and it is obvious that it is the sand that has been screened..."

Junlai: "..."

It's now, can you be more serious?

Zhou Yan pushed away Ding Temple and squeezed his head: "What do you want to say?"

"You didn't notice that the place we were walking seemed to have been dug up..."

It's like a dumped, sand-filled bottle.
Chapter completed!