As the torch was extinguished, Ning Muxian's eyes also became pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, and there were many sounds in the darkness, as if the unknown object with a face full of face began to squirm, and there was a sound of friction against the stone wall.

"Master, this is..."

Ning Muxian hurriedly shouted bitterness, and kept groping beside him with both hands, trying to find bitterness, so that he didn't make him so afraid, but he touched the void, and there was nothing beside him, no matter bitterness

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