"Fatty, stop dreaming... This place can be covered in dust for many years, there is no sound of wind in the rivers and lakes, it is not unreasonable...

"What do you mean?"

"This place is deliberately dusted... and the maze of the ancient city when we went down was the protective cover of this ancient city! When we came in, we touched the protective cover, causing us to be drawn in, but that protective cover It also destroyed..."

Feng Chenglin looked at the old shopkeeper and saw that although he was looking at the back, his ears were beating, apparently listening to their conversation carefully, so he raised his voice and laughed.

"Sir, the protective cover is broken! Then when we come in again next time, don't we need any protective cover?"

"The protective cover is to protect the ancient city, not to protect you!" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Without the protective cover, then this place won't exist anymore... In other words, no one should think about going down that road. Enter here again!"

The old shopkeeper tilted his head slightly, and the corner of his eye looked at Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, but still had no words.

Feng Chenglin sighed faintly, and sat down on the wooden plank: "Three young masters, what do we want so much to do? If we don't enter, we won't enter! Who's okay, come back here again...what are we going to do here? Baby? But here are those shark oil lamps that are considered precious! The shark oil lamps..."

Thinking of the shark oil lamp, Feng Chenglin jumped up quickly: "San Shao, wait for me!"

He flew towards the square, removed a shark oil lamp forcefully, and hurried back.

"Three young masters, with this light, we are on our way, we are good to go..."

"What's going to go?" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "It sounds like we are going to Hell Huangquan..."

"Are you going to Hell Huangquan?" Fengchenglin sniffed, and flew onto the door: "If you go to Hell Huangquan, Lord Yan would definitely not dare to accept..."

"Why don't you dare to accept it?"

"I'm afraid you, the Hades, usurp the throne!"

"You are more cruel than Hades... If you get to Huangquan, Hades will send you back in a hurry, lest you bring a group of little ghosts underneath you to rebel..."

"Are you two speechless?"

The old shopkeeper suddenly interrupted Feng Chenglin, his face pale.

"We have a long way to go now, life and death are unknown, you just say something here... if you are not afraid of being heard, you will not be afraid of being heard... and take your life?"

Feng Chenglin waved his hand disapprovingly: "Didn't I tell you? Lord Yan dare not accept the Third Young Master..."

"how about you?"

The old shopkeeper threw the door panel into the water and flew up.

"Wang Ye dare not accept you?"

"I'm doing it for the so-called... If Hades really accepts me, I will be reborn as a man again, and I will be a brother of the three younger brothers!"

Old shopkeeper: "..."

Does this guy get more addicted as he speaks?

When are you still saying these frustrating words?

Isn't he afraid that Lord Yan will really come to clean him up after hearing his madness?

"Old man, don't you go get a shark oil lamp?" Ling Luoyu picked up the wick: "After a while, we can use this lamp as a signal to warn each other?"

The old shopkeeper was thinking about it, so he returned with a shark oil lamp.

They were on the underground river, the water leaked rushingly, and their voices were so loud that even if they said something, they could not be heard.