There are corpses in the swamp overgrown with rotting grass.

Because of the time soaked in the water for too long, the color of the corpse showed a man's paleness.

What's more, he was entwined with rotten grass, his eyes widened, staring at the world hollowly and ferociously.

Dingmiao couldn't take care of the pain on his face, and stood on the shore incredible: "Here... why are there so many floating corpses?"

"Ghost knows...I can distinguish men and women too!" Feng Chenglin wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, and smiled slightly.

The floating corpse had no clothes, just like Chi Guoguo suspended in the swamp, there was no way to distinguish his identity.

"San Shao, what I am more concerned about now is... how do we go now!?"

There are floating corpses in front, and they are everywhere.

And what Ling Luoyu meant was to walk past here.

Ling Luoyu did not speak, but fixedly looked at a place in the swamp.

"Three young masters?"

Feng Chenglin called out twice, and couldn't help but follow her gaze, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"That... is that footprint?"

In the pile of rot grass in front, a pile of rot grass was obviously trampled off.

Judging from the surrounding outline, it is the traces of the footprints.

Dingmiao's gaze quietly glanced at Ling Luoyu: "From the traces, the roots of the grass have only recently been broken, and the rhizomes still have fresh juice. Is this... the person you are looking for?"

"What is he doing here?"

Ling Luoyu looked into the distance, looking at the endless end.

"At the end of this place, what is there?"

"Don't be stunned, let's go quickly, maybe this speed is faster, and we can catch up with him!!"

Feng Chenglin was the first to jump on the traces of the rotting grass, but when he saw the floating corpses around, his face suddenly hurt and sickened.

"Fuck...Did these people slip and drown, or were they thrown here deliberately?"

Ling Luoyu fell behind him, and dashed over: "Fat man, this is a swamp. If you accidentally sink into it, you will become a member of those floating corpses... Be careful, and follow my footsteps!"

With Mo Xuanchen leading the way, they can at least avoid falling into the mud of the swamp.

just--

The further forward, the more the traces of Mo Xuanchen's footprints become.

At almost every step, you have to leap forward to jump to the second footprint.

Feng Chenglin didn't realize that Ling Luoyu had stopped until the three people landed on a two-meter-square swamp block.

"Three young masters?"

"There is no trace!"

Ling Luoyu looked at the breaking strength of the rotten grass, and then at its direction, her eyebrows frowned.

"This time, he flew away... As for how far he went, I don't know for now!"

She was about to fly, but was stopped by Dingmiao raising her hand.

"This floating corpse swamp should be a formation. If you drop the life gate, then everyone is safe, but if you drop the death gate, then the whole formation will be activated. Even where we are, it will be unsafe. ......So, you must make your choice before you settle down!!"

Ling Luoyu shook off his hand and smiled indifferently: "I still have the ability to settle down after I have chosen...what are you afraid of?"

Dingmiao didn't have the lightness of hers. The moment she flew up, her whole heart was also suspended.

The formation is activated in this place, and the ghost knows what will happen!

Ling Luoyu, who was in the air, did not directly fall down, but stood in the air, carefully searching for the footprints of Mo Xuanchen's footsteps.