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Chapter 1120 M?bius Strip 7

 "The monster may have been attracted by the penetrating sound. Let's keep quiet first."

The cloud whispered, and she looked around, but saw nothing but white mist and bare tree trunks.

The floor is unusually clean.

There were no fallen leaves or dead branches to be seen, and the ground beneath our feet was dry and hard.

How are you going to make a fire now?

Or, aren’t fires allowed in this place?

Yun Tuan took out the earrings and put them on sideways.

[Ding—Congratulations on activating [Blessing of the Holy Father], blessing content: being able to freely control the ear bells, blessing duration: until the end of the instance.]

[The earphones are in effect, please pay attention to the sounds from all directions.]

Oops, good luck.

She smiled.

The earring gradually shrank and turned into a red mole at the base of the left ear.

All the sounds in the forest became clearer, and unlike the first time I used it, the volume was not harsh.

...Maybe it was a gift from Beixi to her.

Squirrels jumped among the bare branches, thick water vapor condensed into water droplets on the upturned bark of the tree trunks and then dripped, the sound of water flowing in the distance and people's conversations...

The monster with the sound of sticky water all over its body should be far away, and the sound is very weak.

She can deduce the direction, but it is difficult to determine the exact distance.

There are also some sounds coming from underground.

The shovel hit the stone slab, making a dull sound.

Underground palace?

How to get down?

Due to the presence of two strangers, she couldn't let Xiao Xi directly search for the entrance.

Letting the live broadcast elves explore the way is actually on the verge of violating the rules. As long as it doesn't spread on a large scale and a large number of anchors don't follow suit, there will be no problem.

But she can't trust these two people. If they can't guarantee that one will pass it on to ten, or ten will pass on to a hundred, then Xiaoxi will also be restricted, so the gain outweighs the loss.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

Jing Yu noticed the small mole that suddenly appeared, calmly held Yun Tuan's wrist and asked in Morse code.

If Yun Tuan is not nutritious, go back.

He withdrew his hand and stopped asking.

Yun Tuan took out his dagger and lightly scratched the tree trunk. A scar appeared and disappeared instantly.

"Can't draw it, can't make a mark."

She shook her head.

The short-haired woman took out a bright red square scarf from her pocket, tore off a small strip, tied it to the tree trunk, tied a few knots, looked back and smiled, "Isn't this enough?"

The bright red color is very conspicuous in the white fog.

Like a red light in a foggy day.

"It's amazing that there are silk scarves of this color." An Yuan sighed sincerely. She thought that only older aunts would use this kind of scarves.

"Be prepared for any trouble - OK, let's move on."

The short-haired woman took out a hairpin from her pocket and clamped the broken hair on her forehead. Her eyes were calm and unaffected by Jing Yu and Yun Tuan's little movements.

Yun Tuan nodded and stood closer to An Yuan.

The remaining young man finally stopped crying and followed the four of them silently.

The ground has always been quite flat, without even gravel. This forest is more like a man-made maze.

The trees interfere with the direction of everyone who enters through their density.

"With such a clean road, I don't know how these trees grow so tall." Yun Tuan said softly.

Jing Yu lowered his eyebrows, "As long as the root system has nutrients, it will still thrive."

An Yuan nodded, "I heard that if the bodies of people or other animals are buried under the tree, the tree will grow better than other places."

"What kind of messy imagination." The short-haired woman was speechless. She looked at the surrounding trees and couldn't help but become more inquisitive.

Every time she reached a fork in the road, the short-haired girl would mark it with fragments of a red scarf.

The clouds listened to the noise ahead and quietly interfered with the choice of forked roads.

Try to go to a place with more people. Although there are many disputes, people have stepped on all the agencies and other places.


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