Mu Lingbo saw the angry and pitiful look of the thousand-year-old raccoon dog that had fallen to the ground, so he kindly picked it up again and said, "It doesn't matter, Xiaobao will avenge you."
Hearing these words, the Thousand-year-old raccoon dog seemed to be filled with new energy, and quickly returned to a state of high morale from being depressed just now.
When he finally reached a place without floating lights, Mu Lingbo felt cold again.
He frowned and glanced around, and couldn't help but mutter, "It's so weird that there's a gust of wind. Even if they build an underground palace underground, it's only for the dead. How can there be any living people here?"
Mo Jiuling turned his head slightly and stopped, "Are you cold?"
"A bit, I feel like this place is like a tomb." Mu Lingbo complained unhappily.
Mo Jiuling's eyebrows rose slightly, "The closer you two are, the warmer you will be."
"Thank you." As soon as Mu Lingbo finished speaking, she immediately got lucky and used the sword energy circulating around her body as a way to block the cold air. "It's just a lower temperature. It's a small problem!"
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog thoughtfully wrapped its big furry tail around Mu Lingbo's neck, turning it into a living scarf.
Its little chin tilted towards Mo Jiuling, indicating that no one needed him.
All the floating lights were extinguished and the cave walls turned black. In this place where there was no light at all, Mu Lingbo could still vaguely see the general outline in front of him, so as not to hit his nose against the wall.
Until they reached a place where there was a cloud of black energy, and the runes of the magic circle were looming, the two stepped out decisively, and finally walked out of this aisle.
"Get 'em!"
The first time they walked out, a dozen or so people with unkind expressions looked at them in front of them, as if they had been waiting.
This is also where the floating lanterns are lingering, the light is soft and bright. In the huge hall, it finally looks like a normal palace.
The first woman is a woman who looks about middle-aged, but has a full head of white hair.
Mo Jiuling raised her eyes with a cold and stern look, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and a cold and erratic smile was like ice flowers blooming on the ice.
"It takes such a long time to walk out, just these few people. It feels like a waste to move your fingers."
The white-haired woman stared at them with a sullen face, "Don't underestimate people. If you are smart, go out as soon as possible. Today, the night god is very merciful. If you leave now, I can show you a clear path."
Zhaocai snorted and raised his tail in disdain.
Mu Lingbo laughed in a low voice and said in a clear and calm voice, "Are you kidding me? Now that you've come in, there's no point in going out if you don't achieve your goal."
The white-haired woman's expression became even more gloomy, "So are you here to cause trouble?"
"It's not very intentional. I won't attack anyone unless the enemy attacks me." She said with regret, "If Yuan Wu and the little girl are not handed over, there is no need to talk about anything else!"
"Are you just doing it for those two people?" The white-haired woman seemed to have heard something extremely ridiculous and didn't believe it at all. "Could you be willing to leave if I give you two people? What is your purpose? Tell me, otherwise..."
She snorted coldly, raised her finger, and saw a person being pressed into the side hall.
Xia Houyan raised his hands helplessly, "I surrendered directly. After all, they are outnumbered..."
Mu Lingbo frowned, glanced at Mo Jiuling, and found that Mo Jiuling's eyes suddenly darkened.
"Who else is there?" she asked.
The white-haired woman stared at them, "Where is the other person? I still want to ask you!"
