Seeing that the few of them had finished discussing like this, Mo Chu sighed at the orc's decision, and then he shifted his target and began to look at a stone pillar a few steps away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Silver Wing followed closely behind him, Silver Wing's eyes signaled him to be careful, and then looked at Silver Sun, the four of them were not long enough to get close to the mural, so there must be a reliable person to help charge up.

And Boga just glanced at them and exchanged a look with Hua Rong, he stepped forward to help, while Hua Rong tacitly followed behind Mo Chu, alerting the others around him, of course, the focus was on the people of the Red Eagle Tribe.

Things over there were going on in an orderly manner, the orc of the Red Eagle tribe who inquired about the news returned to his team with a gloomy face, and shook his head at Hanny, Hanny's expression was ugly for a moment, and his unclear gaze finally fell on Mo Chu, and he felt that this female was specially here to restrain them, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Moreover, more importantly, if the Red Lotus Tribe's affairs back then were revealed, with Mo Chu's current popularity, it would be their Red Eagle Tribe who would suffer, after all, the Red Lotus Tribe was declining so quickly, and the people behind it were their Red Eagle Tribe.

After a few faint conversations, it was obvious that Mo Chu was a female who would be revenged, and in order to prevent future troubles, the most important thing in this trip to the maze was to solve him.

Then Hanny looked at the orc who had closed his eyes and whispered a few words in his ear, but the orc did not open his eyes, but nodded quietly.

Mo Chu, who was observing the stone pillar, didn't know anything about it, he carefully touched the dust on the stone pillar, looked at the patterns and words on it, and fell into deep thought.

This script is obviously the traditional Chinese character he knew in the previous life, and it is obviously different from the characters of the Boya Continent.

What he was more puzzled about now was that this labyrinth was originally from the Boya Continent, or was it missed by other time and space?

If it was originally from the Boya Continent, it means that there was one or more people like him who crossed over before him, and judging by his expertise in this traditional Chinese character and what Qimen Dunjia is, it means that he is a person from ancient times. If it is omitted by other time and space, then at the same time, in different spaces, is there another planet?

He carefully identified the traditional Chinese characters on it, there were a total of ten characters, four of which he happened to know, and it was Qimen Dunjia.

There are too many strokes left, too cumbersome, forgive him for learning simplified Chinese characters for more than ten years and not recognizable them.

And seeing these words, he was sure of one thing. The Qimen Dunjia in his mind only really understands it like a person who has learned it when he has about its content, and in ordinary times, he still can't recognize this traditional Chinese character when he sees it.

There were already too many strange things to arouse his curiosity.

He could only take one step at a time, and he finally wanted to know what his strange experience was.

Premeditated?

And who was premeditating? Who was driving all this, and why?

"It worked," exclaimed Luoshang, who had been staring at Yinyang's movements, as he saw the white birds fly out of the wall one by one, chirp, and began to eat the insects that poured out below.

Because of the appearance of these palm-sized birds, although the countless insects on the ground are still silent, I don't know if it is the illusion of everyone, they all feel that those insects seem to be very flustered.

As the number of white birds increased, the insects on the ground really began to panic, which just showed that they were thinking correctly.

"Can you see it?" Mo Chu was still thinking about the chalk, so when he saw the white bird appear, he asked the silver wings beside him.

Silver Wing nodded, "I can see it," he also knew the chalk that Silver Yang had mentioned earlier.

"Then it's not chalk," Wen Jun behind him said frustratedly. In the hearts of females, chalk is a magical monster, and seeing him represents good luck, and many females have never seen chalk in their lives.

Yinyang had already retreated by this time, and he looked at the white bird hovering above his head, frowning.

These white birds are very petite, but if you look closely, your pointed beaks are full of small sharp teeth, and he even saw a white bird accidentally sink its beak into the stone wall, he thought it would be injured, but it turned out that the little bird pecked off the stone wall, which made him a little frightened, if it was pecked on the bodies of these people, it was estimated that there would be no bones.

Seeing that these little birds had not yet shifted their target, he looked at Mo Chu and the others and said urgently: "Now hurry up and find the passage, or find the next mural," he was worried that after these insects disappeared, all of them would become food for these little birds.

The others nodded, Yinyang's voice was not small, and the scattered people around him followed Warner to act together, at this moment, even the Red Eagle Tribe did not procrastinate more, and Beiluo, who was mixed in the middle of the Earth Tiger Tribe, kept his head down, and did not move, he looked at the number of insects that had plummeted, and then looked at the location of Mo Chu, and shifted his gaze in disappointment, it was not the time.

No one noticed Beiluo, who had a very low sense of presence, and even Carl, who was not far from him, didn't pay attention to it, let alone not think of Mo Chu in this regard at all.

While everyone was careful about the white birds overhead, they had to pay attention to the insects that could pop up under their feet at any time, and then they were more cautious to observe whether there were any new murals on those walls.

The dilapidated hall was huge, but there were also quite a few of them, and nothing was found in a circle, and the number of bugs on the ground had halved in that time.

Silverwing looked at the white birds above his head, and then at the insects that were rapidly decreasing, and guessed, "Will the next mural or passage appear when these insects are completely destroyed?"

Mo Chu and the others pondered along the line of thought of Silver Wing, and found that it was indeed very possible.

"Then we can only wait and see what happens," Bart stared at the bugs around Mo Chu, at this rate, the bugs would disappear in about a pillar of incense, and the only thing they wanted to pay attention to during this time was whether there would be any other changes to the white birds.

Everyone watched in silence as the insects were eliminated one by one, and at the same time, they were not far away from each other, so they could respond at any time and not interfere with each other.

The time of a pillar of incense passed in the expectation and vigilance of everyone, and at the moment when the last insect was eliminated, everyone tensed their minds, but unexpectedly those white birds did not attack the firefighting crowd, but chose a smooth wall one by one to enter through the wall at once, leaving everyone with a mural of white birds with insects in their mouths.

The frowning walls have become exactly the same murals, extremely magical and unpredictable.

"What's going on?" someone asked, puzzled.