The further down, the dimmer the light becomes.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and occasionally a black-clad figure would appear in the shadows, which should be someone from the reconnaissance team.

Goun looked surprised.

How could the scouts be in this basement, and it seems that there are quite a few of them.

"Don't go down—" Gao En suddenly said.

Gao Ming turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"I had a bad feeling." Goun frowned.

"What are you worried about?" Gao Ming asked.

Gao En didn't answer, what was he worried about? He couldn't say it for a while.

While the two were talking, a wave suddenly floated out of the hallway.

Gao and the others immediately fell silent and hid in the enchantment they had created.

In the dark corridor tunnel, the black mist swirled, condensing several masked figures dressed in black. The two leaders are a man and a woman, and it is Anna and Ah Lan, who have received the robotic arm.

They carried huge boxes and walked in the direction of the "warehouse" with blank faces.

Gao En and Gao Ming glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes.

Click.

The inconspicuous and rusty iron door suddenly popped open.

Anna and Ah Lan seemed to have expected it, and bowed their heads respectfully, "Teacher! ”

A silver-eyed girl stepped out of the door.

"Where are the people?" She asked.

"Teacher, people are here."

Anna replied respectfully, glancing at the man in black who was carrying the box.

The cyan box bounced open in an instant, revealing the man who had fallen asleep inside.

Gao En and Gao Ming, who were in the enchantment in the distance, widened their eyes at the same time when they saw the figure in the box.

Will!

Seed Host Will!

"Good." Qingluan showed a satisfied look, "Move down." ”

"Yes!"

The crowd carried the boxes and gradually descended under Anna's guidance.

Qingluan stared at the eyeballs in his palm, thoughtful.

The two Gao En in the enchantment were at an impasse at the moment.

Neither is it advancing or retreating.

"Ma'am." Suddenly, a chill swept over the two of them, as if falling into a winter ice cave, "What are you going to do with these two people?" Indifferently with a hint of evil voice, it sounded softly in the ears of the two.

“！！”

The two of them were startled for a moment.

Qingluan, who was staring at the eyeballs in his palm, heard the words and looked sideways slightly, "I'm still thinking." ”

"If Madame needs it, the Lacquer Descendant is willing to serve you." Lacquer smiled seductively.

The slender dark red eyes are like demons in the abyss of hell.

"What's your idea?" Qingluan asked.

The two of them talked and laughed calmly, as if they were talking about what the weather was like today.

"For example, tampering with memories?" Lacquer said with a smile.

"That's too much trouble."

To his surprise, Qingluan rejected his proposal.

There was a trace of weird scarlet in his strange silver eyes, and Qingluan tilted his head to look at Gao En and Gao Ming, "I have a faster solution." ”

There was a bang.

Under the slightly surprised gaze of the Lacquer Descendant, the silver in the sky swallowed the two people in front of him.

Through the dense silver gaps, he saw the girl's indifferent face.

The dark red eyes unconsciously lit up with blood-colored fireworks, reflecting the appearance of the silver-eyed girl Qingluan.

"Ma'am." He suddenly spoke, and the corners of his lips rose sharply, "My subordinate has a suggestion, I don't know what you think?" ”

"Tell me about it." Qingluan's side eyes.

Paintborn lowered his head, the flames in his eyes intense.

"Madam, why don't you condense your Godhead in this dimensional world?"