The little white ball that fell to the ground was a little angry, and when he looked up and saw the face of the elf old man, he shrank back again, he really couldn't muster the courage to provoke such a person who couldn't see through it.

Xiao Baiqiu shrunk his neck and walked behind Song Xiaoxiao, looking pitifully at Song Xiao as if he was crying about the unfair treatment he had suffered.

However, Song Xiaoxiao was talking to the elf old man and didn't look at him.

"Let's not talk so much for the time being, let's go on an adventure first." Song Xiaoxiao's eager expression immediately infected everyone.

Dugu Mo stood aside, and only then did he speak, "Then let's go." Although everyone heard Dugu Mo's words, Dugu Mo only looked at Song Xiaoxiao in his eyes, and he was deeply in love.

Dugu Mo parked the car aside, and the group followed forward, the surrounding scenery seemed to be changing, and Mo Xiaoyang kept talking about it.

It didn't take long to reach the destination, the ruins of a castle, the ruins of the wall, half buried by yellow sand, as if they had existed for hundreds of years.

"This is it." Dugu Mo just spoke.

"I always felt a lot of pressure here." The elven old man continued, his face a little puzzled.

"Everyone pay attention, follow the team, and speak in time when there is time." Song Xiaoxiao listened to the words of the elf old man, and he also knew that this place was definitely not that simple, so he instructed everyone.

"Master, I feel a familiar smell here." The little white ball communicated with Song Xiao through consciousness communication.

Song Xiaoxiao glanced at him, "When you have a strong premonition, you have to tell me." ”

Entering through the entrance of the ruined walls, there is a gray underground world, with high beams and pillars standing underground, some of which are in disrepair and are shallow and corroded, and the ground is concrete, covered with yellow sand and dust, and occasionally spider-like things crawl over.

The underground is a little quiet and terrifying, and the surrounding air is condensed into a stream, although it is not suffocating, it also makes people feel a little strange, and there is no slightest wave.

Dugu Mo took out a night pearl and put it in the palm of his hand, the night pearl emitted a bright light, illuminating the entire underground world, making people feel that the line of sight was not blocked at all, just like day.

Everyone walked in the wide hall, looking at the strange patterns of pitted holes on the walls, and there were many broken statues around them, which looked a little gloomy.

Everyone walked to different corners of the wall, looking at the things in the hall, only to hear a "click".

"Who's messing with me!" When everyone turned around, they saw Mo Xiaoyang lying on the ground, a little disgraced, obviously unaware, and suddenly tripped and fell.

Mo Xiaoyang quickly got up, looked at the place where he tripped, a black weight, not big but very weighty, Mo Xiaoyang kicked lightly, but did not kick this little black thing.

Mo Xiaoyang squatted down, and when he looked closely, there was a rune on the top of this thing, like a handprint, small.

"Come and see, what is this?"

When everyone heard Mo Xiaoyang's voice, they all gathered around.

"It's a trick." The elven old man took a look at it and saw the origin and function of this thing.

Dugu Mo leaned over, stretched out his slender fingers and gently pressed the black thing, and then turned it to the left, and then heard the sound of squeaking in the hall, which was a little loud, as if something rusty was opening again.