Mu Lingbo looked forward, but the corner of his eye fell on Xiao Qiao mockingly, and he moved away with a glance.
Catching Mo Jiuling's gaze, a clear smile appeared on her face, and she felt a language that she could understand without having to speak.
Even he didn't expect that they could cooperate so well, as if he could read the same point of view in the other person's eyes with just one look.
Xiao Qiao was among the bones, hurriedly blocking the sudden light with his hands.
The heavy roar finally stopped and the stone door opened completely.
Within the stone gate, golden light almost filled the entire hall.
Through the light coming from inside the stone door, the fine threads on the top emit a faint silver light. Each thread seems to have been made from thousands of years of cold iron. If it touches it, blood will be splashed on the spot.
Xia Houyan had forgotten to feel lucky for Xiao Qiao's great luck, and couldn't take his eyes away from the front.
Not only because the light ahead has made this place far beyond the scope of the underground palace, but also because the road ahead is not a comfortable one.
Behind the stone gate is just an empty hall, with almost no decorations and no people.
It's all just for the aisle ahead.
Two aisles ahead.
"Is this an underground palace or a maze?" He shook his folding fan with emotion, "If we keep struggling like this, even if we find the so-called Night God, Xiaobao's little friend and that Yuanwu, it will already be tomorrow."
Mo Jiuling's sharp and demonic eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the passage ahead, "The ghost tribe is indeed a frightened bird. The layers of obstacles make it difficult for the dark army to break through even if they find it."
Xiao Qiao slowly took it off, his eyes seemed to open a little wider, and he stared blankly ahead without making a sound.
Mu Lingbo watched the cheerful thousand-year-old raccoon dog running in quickly, sniffing left and right, but he stood in the middle of the two passages and didn't know what to do.
It’s another place where nothing can be done for thousands of years. What on earth is this Yeluo Underground Palace so famous for?
She walked into the path in the center of the bones and followed Xiao Qiao into the back of the stone gate.
After walking in, I realized that the hall was so bright because it was filled with floating lanterns.
The stone gate is already tall and majestic, but it pales in comparison to the zenith on this side.
The floating lanterns held up by water lilies are only floating in mid-air, but they are all above the height of the stone door. And because although the space here is high, the area is not large, so there is only brightness outside the door but no floating lanterns at all.
"The floating lantern of the ghost clan." Mo Jiuling's gaze passed over them one by one, and the entire zenith shone like thousands of stars.
It’s hard to imagine how the people who built the underground palace managed to create such a high and spacious space.
It was also at this time that I discovered that this was far from a simple structure like a so-called secret room, but a real underground palace.
Even the well-informed Xia Houyan marveled, "It's truly amazing and amazing, far beyond my imagination. Is the floating lantern of the ghost clan floating on the ceiling? I've heard of it before, but this is the first time I'm lucky enough to see it."
If it can be sold, it will be priceless."
Mu Lingbo looked at the two passages ahead and said, "Xia Houyan, you can forget about how to sell it for now. We still have a road ahead. Xiao Qiao, how about you make the choice?"
Xiao Qiao, who had regained consciousness, immediately returned to normal and shook his head vigorously, "No! I was scared to death just now. A pile of bones surrounded me. Oh my God, I don't know how many people's bones they are. Now there is no way to connect these two passages.
Wherever you go, if you choose a dead end, you will definitely blame me!"
