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Luo Xiaobei said to go, then he left.

And Luo Xiaobei didn't seem to notice that Du Yang had become less talkative.

Those black shadows hidden in the mist were obviously close in front of them, but when Luo Xiaobei and Du Yang approached, they didn't find anything.

It seems to be teasing the two, and it seems to be deliberately attracting the two to go.

Every once in a while, the vanished shadow reappeared.

"Luo Luo!" Du Yang also noticed that something was wrong.

The arm that was dragged by Luo Xiaobei was slightly forced, signaling Luo Xiaobei to stop.

Luo Xiaobei turned his head, and his bright eyes fell on the eyes that Du Yang looked at.

The glow seemed to overflow, illuminating the misty place. It seemed to shine into Du Yang's heart, sweeping away all his worries.

"What's wrong?" Luo Xiaobei looked at Du Yang seriously.

She is not a decisive killer, nor is she a self-centered person.

Naturally, she won't ask others to listen to her.

Therefore, she stopped to hear what Du Yang thought.

In fact, she doesn't think everyone should be left to her senses.

Luo Xiaobei was very touched by Du Yang's trust, and she also knew that Du Yang's infinite trust really put his life in his own hands.

Compared with this, Luo Xiaobei actually hopes that Du Yang can put forward his own opinions.

In a short period of time, Du Yang's changes Luo Xiaobei saw in the previous fight with the rotting corpse and the skeleton.

He is no longer the honest and down-to-earth intern in Nandali, who can be pale when he sees Lu Xiaobei's pretending ghost.

Perhaps, from the time Gongyi Zhen'er found him, or from the time he met Luo Xiaobei, or from the moment he was born, he was different.

Therefore, for what Du Yang said, she really had the meaning to listen.

"Forehead......" Du Yang suddenly became a little restrained by this look, and the words that he wanted to say were choked in his throat for a while, and after a while, he whispered: "It's nothing!"

"It's nothing, let's go, I don't know where this thing is going to take us. Luo Xiaobei retracted his gaze and moved his gaze to the looming black shadow in front of him.

The expression on his face was shallow, and he couldn't see any emotion.

But her voice was very soft, so light that it was a little unreal, so that Du Yang couldn't help but glance back.

He seems to hear some sense of regret?

But the expression on Luo Xiaobei's face didn't materialize, so he couldn't tell for a while whether Luo Xiaobei was unhappy.

From the moment he saw Luo Xiaobei, he noticed that she was different.

What's the difference?

It seems that her face is often different from her face, and it seems that there is always a meaningful and impenetrable depth in her bright eyes.

She seems to be seeing her for the first time, except that she has lost a lot of weight, and there is no weight when she holds it. It doesn't seem to be like that anymore, Luo Xiaobei used to always laugh, and when he was unhappy, he kept a straight face, and he would scold him if he was stupid.

He was separated from her for only two months, but he seemed to have passed twenty years.

She became more and more calm, seriously analyzing everything.

None of the words spoken are invalid.

But the tenacity in her body seems to be invincible, and it is still the same.

Or rather, she's tougher than ever.

Noticing that Du Yang was looking at him, Luo Xiaobei, who had no change in expression, suddenly turned his head sideways, his lips curled slightly, and he hooked a shallow smile.

Du Yang's ears burned instantly, and he hurriedly turned his face away, scratched his head, and covered up his gaffe.

Luo Xiaobei didn't notice anything wrong, raised his head, and sighed at the distance Youyou, "I don't know when it will be the end if I go on like this." ”

When is it a head?

Du Yang didn't know either.

He listened to Luo Xiaobei, if she wanted to leave, he would leave, if she didn't leave, then he wouldn't leave.

The space inside isn't as dangerous as it is outside.

It's been a long time since it came down.

Except for the black shadow that had been appearing all the time, nothing else was seen.

There are no monsters to attack, and no additional scary things are present.

A formation, only a black shadow and a foggy void space.

What kind of thoughts did the people who set up this formation have to have, and what kind of things do they have to put in order to come up with such a solution?

Moreover, this mausoleum is a person from Luban.

Trailblazer of the public losers.

Perhaps, there is no direct relationship between the public loser and the public loser.

But this vein has been passed down to this day, and he lives an isolated life.

The internal is divided because of contradictions, but only they know what kind of effect the bloodline that has been passed down in their bones will be.

"Du Yang!" Luo Xiaobei suddenly said, "Do you know whose mausoleum this is?"

Du Yang didn't seem to expect Luo Xiaobei to ask her this question, she was a little surprised, but she still said: "I know!

Male Lost Ancestor?

This title made Luo Xiaobei pause.

Even if Du Yang doesn't admit that he is the elder brother of the public loser, he still admits the bloodline of the public loser.

And how can you deny it?

That's how it should be.

All the people in Wangxiang, including Su Li, who has died, which one is not a public loser?

"Then I'll ask you one more question. Luo Xiaobei paused, looked up with a light smile, and said in a very gentle tone, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it!"

Du Yang looked back at her.

Luo Xiaobei is estranged from him?

What did she want to know, how could he not want to say?

In fact, there will be such a problem, which can only show that Luo Xiaobei and Du Yang do not understand each other.

Du Yang didn't know Luo Xiaobei, so he didn't know that Luo Xiaobei was respecting him by doing this.

Luo Xiaobei didn't know Du Yang, so she asked this just out of the maintenance of her friendship.

Everyone has secrets and their own privacy, but what Luo Xiaobei wants to ask is not Du Yang's own secret, but the secret of the public loser's hometown.

Seeing that Du Yang was a little stunned, Luo Xiaobei squinted his eyes and smiled, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it!"

How is it inconvenient?

Luo Xiaobei didn't ask at all.

Du Yang didn't know why Luo Xiaobei was like this, and Luo Xiaobei didn't know where Du Yang's stunned came from.

"You ask!" Du Yang's side face was already revealing a little angular.

He himself never knew that he was no longer the stupid and stunned Du Yang who worked hard to hide his yin and yang eyes from others.

Now his side face is becoming more and more resolute, and his tall figure has already revealed a mature atmosphere.

He already knew what he was going to do, what he had to do.

He doesn't need to hide it, he just needs to be himself.

Luo Xiaobei didn't have any happy expression because of Du Yang's words, he was still smiling, but this smile was a little shallow.

She asked, "Is there anything in this mausoleum that is important to you?"