The cave is sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, sometimes wide and sometimes narrow. The wide part is several feet long, and it is too wide for three people to walk side by side. The narrow part is only suitable for one person to pass through, and he has to bow his head... The cave walls are layered on top of each other.
The limestone was lined with stalactites of various strange shapes. Under the illumination of the blue beads, they looked strange, strange and eerie. The three of them walked forward for about an incense stick. Bai Zimo suddenly stopped and fell silent.
The gesture of sound. In the very depths of the cave, there was a very subtle sound of flapping wings. There seemed to be a strange sound wave vibrating in the air. Yi Qingchen's expression changed slightly: "Deep in this underground, how can
Is there something flying? What on earth is it?" Feng Yiying also tightened her grip on the sword in her hand, walked a few steps closely, and stayed close behind Yi Qingchen, just in case something unexpected happened. The three of them slowed down their steps and moved forward again.
After walking for a while, Yi Qingchen inadvertently looked up, and suddenly opened her mouth wide, almost screaming. On the ceiling of the cave, which is more than three meters high, there are countless densely packed 'little faces' hanging on it.
It was as big as a fist, with swollen brows and slightly hooked scarlet lips, as if smiling at people, but the smile was full of ghostly aura. Yi Qingchen's heart was beating fast, and she thought to herself: "Ya-Ya, what is this?"
Something? Why do you look like a beauty?" Bai Zimo's lips revealed a smile, as if he had accidentally picked up some big treasure, and smiled like a stolen fox. Feng Yiying saw these little
His face was startled at first, but he was always calm and there was no clue on his face. When he later saw Bai Zimo's expression, his heart moved slightly, and suddenly a smile appeared on his lips.
This smile is a smile of understanding. Those 'little faces' originally had their eyes tightly closed and seemed to be sleeping upside down on the ceiling of the cave. There has been darkness here since ancient times, and the eyes of these things have long since degraded to the point where they cannot see clearly. They only have a sense of light.
Sensitive. Although the light of the luminous pearl in Bai Zimo's hand was as soft as the moon, it still disturbed them. Just hearing the sound of flapping wings, countless little faces suddenly swooped down, revealing the white teeth in their mouths, and bit the three people.