When the Eight-Leaf Infant Cave was in its prime, there were more than 600 slaves. There was no doubt that these six hundred slaves had turned into mummies at this moment.

After Fang Dang was silent for a moment, he stretched out his hand and opened a space crack. Then he waved his sleeves. Everything in the room, including those furniture and utensils, flew up and threw it into the space crack. Fang Dang walked through the entire cave, and wherever he passed, whether it was the corpse or the dust, was rolled up and sent into the space crack.

This cave is very big, with an area of ​​about 50,000 square meters below the entire mountain. This is the cave that the Eight-Leaf Infant has been running for hundreds of years. Each square area is knocked out by the Eight-Leaf Infant himself. According to the original plan of the Eight-Leaf Infant, he wants to build a dungeon here to accommodate tens of thousands of slaves.

Of course, this dream has now gone with the wind and left the Eight-Leaf Infant. It is like a flower that once worked hard to bloom but has just passed away, silently withering.

Fang Dang originally planned to recruit some people into the cave to do something for him, but looking at the corpses all over the ground, imagine what happened to the Eight-Leaf Infant who had not returned. Perhaps they killed each other because of hunger, or perhaps they died in pain in this mountain space because of oxygen exhaustion.

At this moment, Fang Dang had made up his mind to live in this cave, so as to avoid the scenes that were staged hundreds of years ago in the palace again.

Fang Dang is not a person full of sympathy. He only cares about the life and death of the people around him, and does not care about the life and death of others at all. However, Fang Dang knew very well that once these mortals entered this cave and became his servants, they would likely become people around him and become part of him that he could not let go. In that case, he would not be able to watch these people suffocate to death in this cave.

Fang Dang was cleaning the cave, but suddenly his movements stopped. Fang Dang looked at the ground, and there was a row of footprints that were not very clear. The person who left footprints should be only 1.34 meters tall, and he should still be a **-year-old child.

This footprint should have been left a month ago. Fang Dang was surprised, which means that there were actually living creatures in this cave!

Fang Dang's eyes narrowed, he stopped to clean up the corpse and dust, and walked along his footprints.

Then Fangdang came to a stone cave that was only the size of a washbasin.

Fang Dang confirmed that there was no such a cave in the memory of the Eight Leaf Infant. It was obvious that the cave was carved out one by one with a very simple technique. There was a faint sound of water flowing behind the cave, and there was also some air that seemed slightly fresher.

A space crack was cracked in front of Fang Dang, and he passed through the cave and came to the space behind the cave. This was a crisscrossing hole, a very small underground undercurrent that was only the thickness of chopsticks, winding away in the cave.

At this moment, Fang Dang felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and a ball of white things came towards him.

Fang Dang smiled slightly, reached out to capture, and the thing that was hitting Fang Dang was fixed in the air.

This is a child with fangs and claws.

Maybe it's too long since the sunlight hasn't been seen, so the child's skin looks snow-white.
Chapter completed!