"Why are you looking at me with adoration?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Want to be my fan?" It's a pity that I'm not a grass fan, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The trace of worship that finally rose in the bottom of the dust girl's heart was immediately shattered by Mo Fan, she knew that she could not win the other party, so she snorted coldly and did not say anything more.

Then, the two of them each took an oil lamp and walked slowly along the rickety suspension bridge towards the opposite bank.

The suspension bridge was not very long, about a hundred meters, and in a short time, the two of them stepped on the opposite bank of a dark place, and entered the boundless darkness again.

There was a thick black fog in the air, as if it could block the light, and even if it was an oil lamp, the visible range was still pitiful, and when I looked back, I couldn't see the direction of the drawbridge.

The two of them walked straight for less than three minutes, and some bright lights faintly appeared in front of them, and after slowly approaching, the ghostly fire in the sky came into view, illuminating this place.

At this time, the two of them saw clearly that there was a towering temple not far away!

The temple as a whole is cone-shaped, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, towering into the sky, and the top cannot be seen, and at the front of the temple, there is a staircase paved in front of the two people.

On both sides of the stairs, there is a golden body of an Arhat of different sizes and shapes, to be precise, it is not a golden body, but a black body.

The golden bodies of these Arhats seem to have been stripped of a layer of golden skin, and the surface has not only become pitted, but also presents a strange black.

Coupled with the various weird poses they posed, they don't look like righteous and awe-inspiring Arhats, but like a group of ghosts who are struggling in pain!

"Would you like to go in and have a look?" The dust girl asked tentatively.

"Nonsense." Mo Fan pursed his lips.

The two of them walked up the stairs, and the various Arhats on both sides of the stairs were like a bunch of demons dancing wildly, which really made people a little worried, whether these things would suddenly come to life and launch a crazy attack on the two.

However, until the two walked to the temple, they were safe and sound, and they were not attacked as expected.

At this time, the two of them saw that this temple was actually made of countless white bones, and countless skulls were inlaid on the periphery of the temple walls, giving people the feeling of being watched by countless eyes.

Now in front of the two of them, there are two dry bone gates with a height of more than three meters, and at the center of the two gates, there is a huge skull, which acts as a door lock.

As soon as he reached out and touched the skull, the sound of the system immediately sounded in Mo Fan's ears.

"Tip: The blood of all surviving players in the current quest is required to open it!"

It takes teamwork to get in, and now it's finally a bit of a team dungeon, but Mo Fan doesn't feel very good.

Because he hates waiting, to be precise, he hates waiting without knowing the time limit!

He could never know when the other players would arrive, maybe in the next second, maybe in an hour, and this indefinite waiting was the hardest and most uncomfortable.

What's more, Mo Fan didn't know how many players were still alive in the dungeon.

In the team quest, there is indeed a team list, but in fact, this team list is actually only a tool for recording, and at such times, it is not of any use.

Any player who has faced Mo Fan, like a dust girl, will appear on the team list, and if the player shows the game nickname, the team list will also record the player's game nickname.

After that, whether the dust girl quit the game or was killed, Mo Fan could know through the team list.

However, in this dungeon, there are so many players that he has never seen before, so those players are not on his team list at all, and he has no way to know whether those players are alive or dead, and this is the most embarrassing situation.

"Shall we just wait here now, or should we go somewhere else first?" After the dust girl understood the situation, she still asked subconsciously.

While Mo Fan was thinking, a figure suddenly walked out cautiously from the back of the temple.

This is a middle-aged man, his expression is a little too cautious, obviously he has been frightened or stimulated earlier, and there is a catchy game nickname on the top of his head, reminding the two that this is a player.

The middle-aged man is as high as level 11, and the game nickname is a bit weird, called "Seven Seven Five Five", and the costume is even stranger, wearing a tattered robe. It should be a piece of equipment, otherwise, I don't think anyone wants to run around in this.

In addition, he is holding a willow branch more than one meter long in his hand, and the whole person looks a little chattering, if you see this person in reality, most of you will think that he is a madman who has just escaped from a mental hospital.

Seven Seven Five saw the game nickname on the head of the dust girl and knew that the two were players, and the expression on his face relaxed a lot.

But the next moment, his face was filled with an incredible look, and his eyes did not stay on the face of the beautiful woman of Weichen Girl, but were stunned after seeing Mo Fan.

Immediately, a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he shouted "Fanfan" in his mouth, and rushed towards Mo Fan with open arms, but when he was about to hug Mo Fan, a knife with a flaming light blocked his body.

"This world is so small, ten years have passed, and I actually met you old guy in the game!" Mo Fan didn't see any joy on his face, but instead looked disgusted, and the bone-killing purple gold knife in his hand was blocked in front of him, ready to prevent the other party from rushing up to protect him.

Immediately after, he touched his face again and said suspiciously, "But Chen Qiwu, ten years have passed, I remember the last time we met, I was only 13 years old, right?" Why do you old guy still recognize me at a sight? ”

"Fanfan, I forgot that no one can forget you, and you look the same as when you were a child, like a monkey." Chen Qiwu said with a nostalgic face.

"Poof."

The dusty girl on the side, who thought she could see the touching scene of her old friends for many years, couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

Neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, and it's no wonder they become friends in real life.

"After all these years, you still have such a sense of humor, like a leper dog!" The corners of Mo Fan's eyes twitched slightly, and he smiled.

"Each other, each other." Chen Qiwu said with a smile as if he had heard a compliment.

"Who the hell is he? Is it an old friend you haven't seen in years? The gossip heart of the dust girl ignited, and she felt itchy and unbearable, so she couldn't help but lean over to Mo Fan's side and whispered, "But looking at your appearance, you two seem to have some kind of holiday?" (To be continued.) )