"It's Miss Yan's voice, right?"

"It sounds like!"

"Where are the people?"

"Hurry up ahead..."

"If you are fast, you come first!"

fast! ?

How fast?

The sand has not been cleaned at all, but a dark hole is exposed, only wide enough for one person to pass.

Such a one-way street, even if Yan Ziyue roared, they moved forward slowly.

Fortunately, Yan Ziyue hadn't climbed far enough, and it didn't take long before she was pulled out.

The moment he saw her, Feng Chenglin laughed unkindly.

"Miss Yan, are you robbed by...?"

Not to mention that Yan Ziyue's clothes were torn apart, his hair was missing a lot, his head was full of sand, and his eyes were swollen into peaches.

Very embarrassed.

"You said, why do you act alone, if you wait for us together, you will...Oh..."

Feng Chenglin, who was teasing and happy, suddenly screamed and rolled off the sand.

Everyone: "..."

What does this mean?

Seeing him like this, it seemed as if he was kicked down.

Feng Chenglin opened his mouth wide, and when he rolled down, he ate several mouthfuls of sand.

"Bah, baah, who kicked me so much just now?"

While spitting out the sand in his mouth, he looked at the people above.

The foot on the lower back still hurts a bit now.

Who knows

Zhou Yan and Mo You, the nearest to him, shook their heads together:

"I do not have!"

"not me!"

Feng Chenglin's action of spitting sand--

Not them?

Then it can only be Ling Luoyu!

It just so happened that this little Nizi was not there either.

Pi Rong was a little nervous: "Mr. Feng, are you an illusion? How did someone kick you just now?"

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth: "That...I said that casually. Look at this narrow place, how can there be room for kicking people?"

Frustrated, he was afraid of getting on the sand pile and followed the back of the team.

"I said, where are we going?"

Zhou Yan turned his head and glanced at Yan Ziyue: "Miss Yan?"

"I do not know either"

At this time, Yan Ziyue's mood was down to the bottom. In addition, the bracelet did not change at this time, it was still the light of dark blue, and it was lingering.

"Didn't you say that this place is just a passage? And the range of gestures is not very large, this... how come this has gone so far without seeing anything?"

Feng Chenglin poked at the front of Mo You: "Young Master You, you are saying something, how far do we have to climb?"

Mo You smiled bitterly: "Seriously, I am not very clear, but from the route we just walked on, there is probably still a way."

"But you didn't realize that something is wrong?" Jun Lai, who led the way, stopped suddenly.

Dingmiao came to the spirit: "Did you find something?"

"It's not a discovery, it's a feeling!" Jun Lai simply sat down cross-legged.

It's just that with his head on top, a big man like him has to tilt his head.

"Don't you think this sand is a bit weird?"

"...What's weird?" Dingmiao grabbed a handful of sand: "The grains are full and even in size. At first glance, they are sand that has been screened..."

Junlai: "..."

At this time, can you be more serious?

Zhou Yan pushed open Dingmiao, and squeezed his head: "What do you want to say?"

"You didn't notice that the place we were walking seemed to have been dug out specially..."

It's like a dumped bottle full of sand.