He looked at Mo You tentatively and signaled him to do it himself.

Mo You was also a little disappointed.

I thought there would be unexpected surprises.

It turns out that everything is his own deeds.

He sighed softly: "It seems that this is really our fate!"

The grooves taken were flat and sent horizontally into the door.

It was also strange that the black door, when the chip came over, turned into soft like cotton, and allowed the chip to be embedded and disappeared.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but touched it with his hands curiously: "It's still hard!"

"The Gate of Ghost is from the Mo family, so naturally I only recognize the blood of the Mo family!"

"Bang!"

Before Feng Chenglin could withdraw his hand, he felt something popping out of his palm, just grabbing it.

When you look closely, it is the groove.

But the blood in the groove has disappeared at this time, and has returned to its transparency and brightness.

Then, the huge door slowly and silently retreated to both sides.

"Okay, the gates of hell are open!"

Mo You put away the chips and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember, we only have three hours. After the time is over, the gate of hell will automatically close. If the time is over and I don't come out, I can't guarantee your safety!"

As the door opened, a stream of coolness came to my body.

A unique white snow-covered world is presented to you.

"Oh My God……"

Feng Chenglin immediately turned around and looked at the lush green behind him, widening his eyes.

"This...is there still snow?"

For those of them, cold snow is nothing. As long as you control a little bit of energy, you can ensure that the cold air cannot invade the body.

A group of people entered one after another.

After entering, Feng Chenglin subconsciously glanced behind him and screamed again.

"Where is the gate?"

Behind them was a vast white mountain.

There are no traces of the gate.

Roaring, he hurriedly retreated in the direction he came in.

The surface became hot, and the snow-covered cold disappeared in an instant.

When I looked at it again, I actually got out of the gates of hell again and stood in the outside world.

Ling Luoyu looked around with his eyes floating, as if he was looking for him.

"Fatty..."

This fat man!

You can't live a little more peacefully!?

In a blink of an eye, his man disappeared.

Just as he was about to retreat to look for it, his figure appeared again.

"San Young Master, this... this is so fun. I can see you outside, but you can't see me!"

Mo You turned around disregardlessly: "This is nothing. I heard that the purpose of the old people building this way is to prevent the things inside from coming out..."

"What's inside..." Feng Chenglin's smile froze abruptly: "What's it?"

In this snowy and ice, these ghosts say things.

It sounds like I feel so furious.

"I don't know what it is, but we all guess that this is just a metaphor!"

Mo You looked calm, without any panic.

"For example, the souls of the undead, because only in this way can the souls of the Mo family ancestors become immortals here, rather than greedy for the mundane things in the world!"

Feng Chenglin thrust his lips: "Is that true?"

It sounds like there is something to make sense.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that it is not the case at all.

The chances of becoming immortals of the Mo family are too low, and the possibility of becoming zombies is even higher.

Could it be—

"San Young Master, you said... are they doing this to prevent those old zombies who are unwilling to take the opportunity to sneak back?"
Chapter completed!