Zhu Xiaoqing's pretty face suddenly turned pale.

If you can’t leave, can you only go down?

But...what's going down?

Zhu Xiaoqing didn't dare to look at the black hole.

An unknown black hole is like hell.

Going to hell, doesn't that mean death?

"Of course, you can stay here." Chi Zao added, "The formations left in this tomb are at least safer than the outside. When daybreak, you can leave here smoothly."

Her voice was smooth, and as she spoke, she walked down the stone steps. "Feng Chen, follow me."

Then she turned around and took out something from her black cloak.

Feng Chen stiffly followed, subconsciously raising the flashlight and shining it.

The photographer also focused his lens on her.

Then they discovered that what Chi Zao was holding was actually a bottle of red ink.

Chi Zao opened the red ink, and without waiting for Feng Chen's reaction, he grabbed Feng Chen's hand, dipped two of his fingers into the red ink, took it out, and controlled his hand to mark the weird black ink talisman on the ground.

The past is depicted with flying dragons and phoenixes.

A layer of red talisman is superimposed on the black talisman.

In an instant, the atmosphere inside the tomb changed.

The coolness disappeared and was replaced by a burning heat.

The burning heat emanating from one's heart.

[Babys, Huihui took his family on a trip on May 1st. My younger sister, who is in her first year of high school, finally took a break and wanted to go out to play. There was no way, Huihui could only run around in tears. It really started at 0:00 in the morning.

At ten o'clock in the evening, I returned to the hotel after a tiring day.

I only have the word "time code". I just wrote a chapter with two disabled legs and endured the sleepiness. The day after tomorrow, when Huihui returns home, he can update steadily. There has been a lot of things lately, and Huihui took a lot of leave.
Chapter completed!