"How often does this light appear?"

The old demon fish squinted his eyes slightly, as if he had just woken up from being disturbed by someone in a drunken state, and said impatiently: "Sometimes three or five days, sometimes three or five minutes, I can't say!"

"Do you know what's weird about those lights?"

Ye Dingxi asked again, "It's eating away at your will and making you fall into a psychedelic, don't you feel it?"

"Oh, what's the problem

Is it?"

The old demon fish lowered his head, looked at the dark red scales on his abdomen, and sneered: "Those who live in the hell of the trench are all monsters abandoned by this ocean, only here can we live a dreamlike life, even if the will is taken away? Do you think that if we go out, we will be happier than now, and we will live longer and more freely than now?"

After he finished speaking, he completely closed his eyes and fell asleep with a peaceful face, not giving Ye Dingxi a chance to say a word at all.

"My lord, what should we do now?"

Zhu Yan was a little worried, with his own concentration, he was easily controlled by his consciousness just now, and sank into a dream, if it goes on like this, those halos will come twice, I am afraid that he and the lord will really sink here.

And Madame, Seventeen, Yunjian, Big Brother Dog and Bai Ze, if they are also in the hell of the trench, will they already be ......

Thinking of this, Zhu Yan was even more uneasy.

On the side, Ye Dingxi also took these problems into account, he couldn't look for it slowly, he had to find Dongqian immediately!

"Let's go!"

He continued to walk deeper into the Dragon Palace.

The two of them quickened, navigating the ruined palaces and ruined walls, searching for familiar figures among the different kinds of sea creatures.

Click.

When he walked past a position where a black boulder was placed, Ye Dingxi suddenly stepped on something under his feet.

He looked down and was suddenly shocked!

"It's white mud ......"

With Ye Dingxi's exclamation, Zhu Yan, who was looking on the other side of the stone, also quickly ran over, he squatted down to pick up the crumbs of white mud that had been trampled, put them under his nose and sniffed them seriously.

"It's indeed Bai Bingyang's, it's just ......"

He seemed to hesitate, "My lord, these white crumbs of mud seem to have been here for many years. ”

"Many years?!"

Ye Dingxi's face was incredulous, "As far as I know, Bai Bingyang has never been to the Trench Hell, how could the mud scab on his body appear here many years ago?"

The subordinates also thought it was strange, but judging from the powder of the white mud, it was indeed left from a long time ago. Zhu Yan said.