He pulled out the other half of Huang Fei Rat's body with force again.

After Huang Feimao came out, he hugged Wang Lang, just like a young wife hugging Wang Lang in pain. She couldn't cry even if she was in pain.

"I have time to lose weight." Wang Lang patted Huang Feishi's back.

Huang Fei Rat was trembling all over, his body was covered in blood, and he was covered in blood.

Among all, the yellow-fried rat has many wounds on the body. Fortunately, they are all skin trauma and there are no fatal injuries. The blood flows for a short while and then stops. Some smaller wounds have begun to solidify and scars.

Wang Lang patted Huang Fei Rat on the shoulder. In order to prevent Huang Fei Rat from getting into the wound again, Wang Lang changed the topic, "Old Huang, is this place underwater?"

Huang Feishi endured the pain and turned around, then nodded. "Yes."

Everyone shook their flashlights in all directions.

Although this Nanshui City is extremely magnificent, the first feeling it gives people is that it is dead and extremely dead.

I feel that all the vitality here has been pulled away.

Under everyone's light, Wang Lang saw clearly that there was a man-stacked stone hood in all directions, just like the feeling under the dome. And at the top of his head, there was a glass-like thing, and it was the translucent thing that made the world light.

"I understand, I finally understand." Huang Feishu said excitedly.

"What do you understand?" Wang Lang looked confused.

"Qiongju Lake is an artificial lake. I always thought that it had the lake water first and then put down Nanshuicheng. As a result, it was not. I dug a huge lava underground, then built such a cover-like thing, put Nanshuicheng in, then covered the lid, and finally put water in. The King of Nanshui had already had this Nanshuicheng before his death." Huang Feishi said excitedly.

Wang Lang also felt a little emotional. The strange ideas of the ancients were sometimes really sexy.

Huang Feishi was still chattering there, "Nanshui City was raised up by leverage again. In this world, it was like a palace in the sky. The Nanshui King was indeed powerful."

Wang Lang was also stunned when he heard this. The group of people who followed him were all shocked to see everything in front of him.

"This is no longer a tomb, it is a work of art. A real work of art. Fortunately, this work of art has not been known by the ignorant world. It is only admiring itself underground. It is great, great." Huang Feishu said to himself.

Dingling!

The wind chime beside Meng Po made a crisp sound.

Wang Lang finally felt something was wrong.

No wind.

But the wind chime rang.

And it has been ringing several times. Then there are some problems with this wind chime.

Huang Feishi obviously discovered this problem, so he walked over to look at the wind chime, and reached out to try to fiddle with the wind chime, but the wind chime automatically trembled and frightened Huang Feishi and almost forgot to hurt.

Everyone's flashlight light gathered in the direction of the wind chime.

Only then did everyone discover something.

The things hanging on the wind chime are hollow, and there is also a small hole on it. There are many small beards that stick out from the small hole, which looks particularly disgusting. Every once in a while, the beards will tremble, and then the entire wind chime begins to tremble and make a crisp sound.

Huang Feishi took a dagger and tweaked it gently. It seemed that something was inside. Suddenly, all the beards were retracted.

Several people stared at each other, not sure what was going on.

"Don't touch anything here, as long as it doesn't come out, everything will be easy." Huang Feishi reminded everyone.

The eyes of several people were finally pulled by Huang Feishi and looked at Meng Po who was crossing the middle of the bridge.

The light of the Huang Fei Rat flashlight shone on Meng Po's face and finally focused his eyes on Meng Po's hands.

Meng Po held a bowl in one hand and kept holding a spoon in her hand.

What's amazing is that there is water in the bowl.

A bowl of water.

"Mengpo Soup?" Huang Feishi flashlight shone on the water in the bowl.

He stirred it in the bowl with the dagger in his hand.

I put it on the tip of my nose and smelled it, and found that there was nothing. It seemed like a bowl of ordinary water that could not be more ordinary.

Based on the principle of not engaging in long-term life, Huang Feishi stopped the next move.

The table was crossed on the bridge, Wang Lang jumped over, and everyone behind him stepped on the table.

A group of people were ready to head towards Nanshuicheng.

Huang Fei Rat came over the last time, but there was a wound on his body. He was tying the wound when he moved. Huang Fei Rat accidentally touched the bowl on the table.

The bowl was not stuck to the table. When the yellow fat rat touched it, it rolled to the ground. After turning it a few times, it quietly buckled it to that place.

This suddenly came from a world where there was no sound, which made everyone very nervous.

Huang Feimao rubbed his hands and laughed. "I was careless."

Holding the bowl in both hands, he bowed and apologized to Meng Po in a good manner.

When Huang Fei Rat was about to put the bowl back to its original place, he suddenly screamed strangely, and he squatted out of fear and sat on the ground.

Everyone focused the flashlight on the table.

Only then did I realize that there was a hole the size of a bowl at the bottom of the bowl was pressed just now on the table.

At this moment, thick whiskers were stretched out from the inside, slightly black and slightly yellow. Each whisker was separated and moved, and it looked so disgusting and disgusting.

There seems to be something that wants to get out.

Dingling!

The wind chime next to it trembled again. Only then did Wang Lang see that the things inside the wind chime and the things that were about to come out of the table seemed to be the same thing, just one big and the other small.

Wang Lang was quick-eyed and quickly picked up the bowl from Huang Feishu's hand and threw it over and grabbed the hole.

Everything became quiet again.

Huang Feishi stood up in a hurry and hid behind Wang Lang.

"Dragon Prince, what is this?"

"How did I know?" Wang Lang was also confused.

Dingling!

When I thought everything was fine, the wind chime rang again.

The bowl that Wang Lang just threw it over suddenly moved.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the bowl.

Dangbang!

The bowl beats again.

Dang chang!

The bowl jumped up completely, rolled downwards onto the ground, rolling around smoothly. The quality was pretty good, but it wasn't broken yet.

A large ball of beards emerged from that thing.

Dingling!

The wind chime rings again.

The thing on the table suddenly appeared more than 20 cm, a furry ball, swinging without wind, like the legs of many spiders, making people furry on their backs.

Huang Feimao shrank back hard, yelling while shrank, "Shoot, shoot quickly! It's a poisonous worm!"
Chapter completed!