The old cat was taken aback, jumped down from the stone tablet, and chased after Han Sen.

But the gloves ran too fast with Han Sen, and when the old cat chased after him, Han Sen was gone, and there were some dilapidated buildings and forks in front of him, I don't know which one Han Sen took.

The old cat had to stop, looked around, sniffed everywhere, and then chose a way to chase after it.

Han Sen was led by gloves to run deep into the ruins, kicking the ground with his legs, plowing the ground into two furrows, but still couldn't stop his body from moving forward.

Running into the ruined complex, turning left and right for a moment, the gloves led him into the entrance to a half-buried building.

The inside of the building was dark, and Han Sen couldn't see anything in front of him clearly, and he was slightly uneasy when he was pulled forward by his gloves.

However, Han Sen had the experience of the last time, so he didn't panic too much.

After a few turns in the dark, his fist hit something at once, shattering it directly, and continuing to move forward with Han Sen.

After blasting several things in a row, the fist finally stopped.

It was still dark, there was no movement, and the silence was terrible.

The glove hung in front of Han Sen, causing Han Sen's right hand and body to be stretched out at ninety degrees, as if he were a zombie.

"This guy stopped here, could it be that the other glove is here?" Han Sen thought to himself, and with a flick of his left hand, a flame burned in his hand, like a torch, illuminating the surroundings.

"Ahh

In front of Han Sen, there was a corpse-like thing, staring at him, and suddenly looking at it like this, anyone would be startled.

After calming down, Han Sen found that it was really a corpse, it had no breath and no vitality, and it was already dead and could not die anymore.

The corpse sat on a chair, its clothes were rotten, and its body seemed to be dehydrated, but it was relatively intact, and at first glance I thought it was a zombie or something.

After looking around again, he immediately found that this should be a room of the Crystal Clan, which was full of Crystal Clan instruments, but compared to the Crystal Control Room that Han Sen had seen before, there were more and more sophisticated instruments here, giving Han Sen the feeling that this was a laboratory or something.

In addition to the instruments, several rows of crystal jars could be seen, filled with liquids and soaking with strange things.

There were animals, birds, plants, and some things that Han Sen had never seen.

"This is really a bit like what the old cat said, it's a cultivation base, this is the laboratory in the base, right?" Han Sen thought in his heart, and suddenly felt his right hand move by itself again, reaching forward without Han Sen's control.

In front of Han Sen was the corpse sitting on the chair, his gloves pressed directly on the corpse's body, and his fingers groped flexibly on the corpse.

"Your sister, is this a necrophile?" Han Sen was depressed in his heart, but fortunately nothing dangerous happened.

After a while, I saw my right hand feel something from the tattered clothes of the corpse, and grasp it out like that.

Because he was being grabbed by the palm of his hand, Han Sen couldn't tell what it was, and after his right hand was withdrawn, Han Sen suddenly felt that as soon as the power in his hand loosened, his right hand returned to normal.

At this time, Han Sen felt that he was holding a hard thing in his hand, and it felt a bit like a walnut or a peach pit or something like that.

Flipping over his hand and taking a look, it made Han Sen slightly stunned, the thing he was holding in his hand looked like a seed, smaller than a ping pong ball, the whole body was black and gray, and there was a green bud growing at one end of the seed, almost three centimeters long.

Han Sen thought that the glove was the same as the crystal slipper, it was to find another glove, but he didn't expect it to be like that, it actually came here to find a seed.

"It's not going to be another glove to grow, is it?" Han Sen muttered to himself.

Since the gloves didn't mean to harm him, and they no longer controlled his right hand, Han Sen thought about it, put the seeds into his pocket, and then walked around the laboratory.

Han Sen couldn't understand those instruments and other things, and what he paid the most attention to in the laboratory was the rows of crystal jars and the things soaked in them.

The crystal jar looks like the one you soaked before you came out all night, but the liquid inside looks a little different.

The kind of liquid that stays up late to soak is transparent and colorless, although these liquids are also transparent, but most of them have some color, most of them are yellowish colors, and there are some blue and blue liquids, and a few are transparent and colorless.

Han Sen looked at them one by one, there were really all kinds of strange things inside, and there were also things like half-body armor and helmets soaked in it.

However, whether it was a creature or something like armor, it seemed that they were all a little mutilated or deformed, giving Han Sen the feeling that these things were incomplete.

"It seems that these are probably products that have failed in experimentation. Han Sen thought to himself, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

I saw that in a jar in front of me, filled with transparent liquid, there was a creature soaked in it, and the body had both the masculine beauty of a man and the softness of a woman, and a pair of white wings grew on its back, like a perfect and holy angel in an oil painting.

"It looks a bit like a little angel, but it's neither male nor female, it looks weird. Han Sen looked at the angel-like creature inside the jar and looked downward.

"Without a little JJ, it seems that it is really not a normal creature, and it is also a failure. Han Sen found that the bottom of this guy was smooth like a flat plate, and there was nothing, it looked like it should be a genderless creature, and it could also be the reason for the failure of planting.

After Han Sen finished reading the following, he naturally raised his head, but when he saw the angel-like creature, he didn't know when he opened his eyes.

Those eyes widened to the limit, but unlike ordinary creatures, there were only pupils in his eyes, and the entire blood-red pupils occupied the eye sockets, and he was staring straight at Han Sen at this time.

Han Sen's heart chuckled, his body slowly moved two steps to the side, those blood-red eyes, as his body moved, his head also turned a little mechanically, still staring at him.

"It won't be so unlucky, right?" Han Sen secretly screamed in his heart, everything that the Jing Clan had made was evil, and this guy didn't look like a good thing.

"Run, that's the Feather Clan!" The old cat appeared in the hole in the laboratory, and after seeing the angel in the jar, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted at Han Sen.

Before Han Sen could react, he heard a bang, and the angelic creature smashed the crystal jar with a punch, and the evil and beautiful body rushed out, grabbing Han Sen with one hand with a combination of strength and beauty.