Before you know what happened, you don't dare to turn yourself in. You can only continue to pretend that you don't know anything.

On this day, the presidents of the beastmaster associations from various districts and counties in Bingyuan City came to Pingcheng District.

Pingcheng District, somewhere in a valley.

Nine master beast masters of different ages looked at the space portal formed by the cracks spreading from the sky, with a little wonder on their expressions.

"It is indeed a secret space."

"It can also be said to be an ancient ruins space." In addition to these nine people, there was a tenth person at the scene.

The youngest of the nine master-level beast masters are all over thirty years old. Unlike them, the tenth person present is very young.

This is a woman in her early twenties with short brown hair.

She was wearing a white shirt, a black skirt, and a knee-length white research coat. She had a cold expression and her eyes under her glasses were particularly serious and focused.

"Dr. Lu, what do you think?" Several people spoke with great respect.

Lu Qingyi said: "I once tried to decipher the ice dragon ruins, but unfortunately it failed. The lack of information now is still too little to restore the truth of the ice sheet's history."

"Now that this ruin has appeared, perhaps the contents inside can provide more information."

"By the way, when the ruins came yesterday, were there any other abnormalities in Pingcheng?"

The president of the Pingcheng Beastmasters Association said: "An ancient stone statue in our association's campus collapsed."

"That stone giant statue?"

"right."

Lu Qingyi's expression did not change, but there was a judgment in her heart. From this point of view, this relic space did not come accidentally, but someone touched the traces of history.

Has anyone with special telepathic talents emerged who can "listen to the voice of history"?
Chapter completed!