No. 2 didn't find anything on his body, and in the previous battle with the giant spider, he really didn't show his weapon, but responded to the enemy with a nine-character secret order and ability.

The man with the bow retrieved a severed limb of a giant spider from No. 1 and the worn-out notebook found from the scrap ship, and No. 2 looked in the direction of Song Qingxiao after turning his gaze on the notebook.

But she didn't seem to be paying attention to No. 1, but staring directly at the corpse on the ground that was slapped to death by the silver wolf, as if she was extremely curious about the pale blood stains that were sprinkled all over the ground.

"What is this?" The man with the bow first looked at the notebook, and No. 1 noticed his eyes, and took the notebook in his hand and flipped through it a few times, and there were some things written on it, most of which had been blurred and could not be seen really, judging from the few words, it should be a voyage diary.

The man with the bow quickly lost interest, and then turned his gaze to the severed limb of the half-giant spider held by One, and asked.

"This?" No. 1 also generously spread his hand, and when the half-amputated limb appeared in front of the bow-wielding man, he quickly recognized this thing, frowned and took a step back:

"What are you collecting this thing for?"

"Just as trophies." As soon as the number one finished speaking, the man's face showed a look of horror and disgust, and he looked like he was looking at a monster.

No. 1 was looked at by him like this, and he couldn't help but glance at Song Qingxiao, and silently took the severed finger back.

His action made the bow-bearer who searched him even more disgusted, and hurriedly stepped back, gesticulating to show that there was nothing else on One's body other than that.

No suspicious items were found on Four, and the searcher's gaze finally fell on the cigarette stick on his mouth, and Four, squinting his eyes and smiling like an old man next door:

"I'm old, I don't have any other preferences, but this is it." He exhaled a puff of smoke and coughed twice:

"When you get to this ghost place, it's dangerous and difficult to get out, so let me keep a cigarette stick and have a good time."

The hideous wound on his face ruined his gentle tone, but he did get older, and the group was not easy to mess with.

The corpse of the former car who was shot to death by the silver wolf was still lying in the sand, and the man who searched his body hesitated and turned his head to look at the person in charge, the man bit his cheek and calmed his face, and nodded, which was regarded as acquiescence.

In addition to the tragic death of the bow-wielding man in this body search, for several trialists, the most is to have a general understanding of the equipment carried between each other.

The only exception is that Song Qing is young.

The gaze of the One and the others slid over her waist, what was in the bag that the man had photographed on her that made her react so much?

Everyone guessed in their hearts, and after everyone cleaned up and prepared to leave, Song Qing glanced at the corpse on the ground:

"Why don't you bury it?"

Her words made everyone laugh. This man was obviously killed by her pet, but at this time she pretended to bury the man, and if it weren't for the fact that the man with the bow was extremely afraid of the wolf beside her, I am afraid that the man at the head would have sneered when he heard this.

"Nope." He endured the unhappiness and shook his head indifferently:

"Let's go."

After experiencing this incident, the group seemed to be eager to rush back to the base camp, and they didn't even want to delay the extra time.

The sky had turned white, and the ruined city was shrouded in the morning light, and it was seen more clearly than last night, but it was also more desolate.

"Why is that person's blood so pale in color?" After walking for about half an hour, the light became brighter and brighter, and Song Qingxiao broke the silence and asked.

The person in charge who stood up behind walked not far ahead, and when everyone set off, the crowd with bows was mainly divided into two teams, the front and back, sandwiching the four trialists in the middle.

When they heard Song Qingxiao's question, No. 1 and the others did not speak, and the man led by him did not stop, and after a while, he said angrily:

"I don't know."

Last night, he saw Song Qingxiao's several questions that forced the man at the head to almost turn his face, and at this moment he seemed to have learned a lesson, no matter how Song Qingxiao asked, he didn't know anything.

"Why can he still move when he is slapped in the face?" Song Qingxiao didn't mind his cold attitude, and then asked again.

In fact, the minions of the silver wolf are highly poisonous, Luo Wu was scratched by the silver wolf at the beginning, as a trialist, but he almost lost his life, and he is still recuperating in the hospital, half dead.

In the eyes of others, the man in charge was already seriously injured when he was hit by the silver wolf for the first time, but Song Qingxiao knew that he had been severely poisoned at that time.

The toxicity and injuries should kill him in a short period of time, but his body can still move, what is it in his body?

"I don't know." The man shook his head again.

Song Qingxiao touched a few soft nails one after another, but she was not angry, and asked again:

"Where are we going?"

"Base camp." The man cherished words like gold, and then she asked:

"Where's the base camp?"

"You'll know when you get there." He didn't lift his head, but he flew with arrows.

"What are we going to do when we go to base camp?" As soon as Song Qingxiao asked these words again, the man said perfunctorily: "You'll know when you arrive." ”

She sneered twice, paused for a moment, and asked:

"What if I wanted to know now?"

When she said this, there was already a faint murderous intent in her tone.

Not only a few trialists heard it, but several others also heard the coldness in her words.

"Silla told you last night that this is a dungeon." Forced by Song Qingxiao's obscenity, the man with an extremely strict mouth finally spoke with difficulty:

"There are buildings on top of the canyon, and we use it as a base camp."

After he finished explaining, he glanced at Song Qingxiao, but saw that her face was expressionless, and he moved his fingers to touch the head of the silver wolf, and his threatening attitude was self-evident:

"Go on."

A trace of anger flashed in the man's eyes, but he had to swallow his anger because of the existence of the silver wolf:

"It's a temple, it should have been used by the people of the ancient Lost City as a place of worship......"

He explained for a long time, and Song Qingxiao didn't stop when he said it, maybe he guessed that what Song Qingxiao wanted to hear was not the history of this ancient city, he licked his dry lips helplessly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"The terrain is high, and you can see most of the terrain here, even if a human-faced spider appears, it can be spotted as soon as possible, and then take precautions and respond to the enemy in advance." He added, "All the survivors who broke into the Lost City have gathered there over the years......"

When he said this, Song Qingxiao, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly spoke:

"All the survivors who broke into the Lost City?" As soon as she opened her mouth to ask, the man secretly screamed that it was not good, and sure enough, she continued:

"These intruders all have one thing in common, they should all be looking for the whereabouts of the Lost City and rushing to the vicinity of the Lost City's sinking sea, and then receiving a mysterious signal, and then being swept into the storm, right?"

The man's scalp tingled when she asked, but under her gaze he had to speak:

"I don't know, but we are."

Song Qingxiao chuckled, unimpressed by his ambiguous words:

"Assuming everyone is attracted to the same approach," she said, narrowing her eyes as she stared at the man speaking:

"So who sent out the signal that was introduced here later, like us?"

The moment she asked the question, dense beads of sweat slowly slowly appeared on both sides of the man's nose, and his expression was a little stiff.

After a long time, he moved his mouth with great difficulty, and said astringently under the eyes of Song Qingxiao and No. 1 and others:

"I don't know ......"