At this moment, Qin Chen looked towards the front of the passage.

As for what Xue Jiaorong was thinking, he didn't bother to care.

There's something weird about this place.

Slowly, when the two of them entered a depth of one thousand meters, the passage ahead suddenly opened up, and a square appeared.

The square is paved with rocks with flower patterns.

In the middle, there is an altar, ten meters in diameter and ten meters high.

And on top of the altar, a pair of hands hung quietly in the air.

When Xue Jiaorong saw this scene, her heart tightened.

What kind of weird place is this?

A pair of hands! At this moment, Qin Chen glanced at the pair of hands and looked around the square.

The stone wall is polished very smooth, with traces of grain marks.

It's just that if you don't look carefully, you can't tell the prints at all.

"Interesting..." Qin Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled.

"What's interesting?"

Xuejiao was puzzled.
Chapter completed!