"This is wrong!" Feng Chenglin shook his head very seriously: "I feel that it is actually you who are testing us!!"

“…”

Pi Rong was speechless for a moment, and his face was unstable and difficult to figure out.

"What? We... said the wrong thing?" Feng Chenglin raised his eyebrows and raised his head to signal: "To borrow your words, there are no outsiders here, so let's not be pretentious. What do you say, how good is it?"

Ling Luoyu looked sideways: "You catch up with us and ask us to leave with you without saying a word. Of course, if you don't want to say it, we won't force you. After all, we are in the same group!"

"A bunch of...

Pi Rong moaned, his brows frowned significantly.

It seems that it is very entangled.

"I said you..."

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu stopped Feng Chenglin and shook his head quietly.

Pi Rong is already struggling, so don’t force me to ask again.

This will make them very utilitarian.

She believed that Pi Rong knew how to choose in the face of life and death.

In the mountains and forests, there was a silence like death.

Even their breathing became a little heavy

It seemed that he was pressed by silence and could not breathe. Pi Rong loosened his collar and let out a long sigh.

"We found it, it is actually the dead spirits in the gate of hell..."

"Dead?" Feng Chenglin sat upright in an instant and raised his right hand: "Wait a moment... Is this so-called undead what you call something, or... or is that thing really... the undead?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

This guy's psychological shadow on ghosts and other things in his life is probably unavoidable.

He swallowed his saliva dryly, and Pi Rong lowered his voice.

"The necromancer... is the necromancer, a kind of visible and intangible thing... They are the guardian saints of the gate of hell..."

"Guardian God?"

Feng Chenglin was stunned and then looked around.

"What are you guarding? Didn't you say that this place is the place where you...the Mo family buried dead people?"

Since it is a bunch of dead people, what else can I protect?

Keep the bones that protect these people from being disturbed before they turn into ashes!?

"When the Gate of Ghost is opened, it uses the blood of the Mo family as the key, right?"

"...What's wrong?" Feng Chenglin had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, Pi Rong's face became worse and worse.

"... Actually, that's the way to open the gate of hell, but it's also... it's also to awaken the dead... and sacrifice..."

Feng Chenglin was completely unfair: "You...you explain clearly, what's going on?"

Isn't this harmful?

Summon the Dead?

Have you been full?

"This is nothing to do... When the Ghost Gate was built, the original intention was to protect the Mo family ancestors from being disturbed, so a method was set up to protect this place..."

Ling Luoyu lightly shook his head and then shook his head: "So, as long as we leave within three hours, everything will be no problem?"

"right!"

“What else?”

“…maybe it…death…”

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes: "Does we think we are digging a hole to bury ourselves?"

Something that happened, raised his eyebrows.

"Not right... Then don't you yourself want to be like us?"

Pi Rongzheng focused on it: "So, we have to live well and live for three days..."

"Three days?" Feng Chenglin hehe.

Since an ambush was set up in advance, it must be something that killed people.

Three days!?

As long as that thing appears, I guess I don’t know how to endure it for three hours.
Chapter completed!