The pit was large and neat, as if it had been dug long ago. Mo Yao hugged Lan Qingyu's waist tightly and jumped into the deep pit.

Lan Qingyu's eyebrows curved, and she smiled at Mo Yao, "Do you want to go to hell with me?"

Mo Yao raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, looked deeply at Lan Qingyu, and said, "Well, I will take you with me even if I die, otherwise I will never find you again."

"Hmph, what if I don't want to?" Lan Qingyu rolled his eyes.

Mo Yao smiled with unrivaled grace and enchanting charm, "I will never let go of someone I have chosen."

"Don't laugh, you monster Mo." Lan Qingyu looked at Mo Yao's intoxicating smile and her heart began to beat uneasily.

The further we went down, the colder the air became, but fortunately, we soon reached the bottom.

"Little Feather, we're here." Mo Yao smiled charmingly again.

Lan Qingyu looked up and saw that this place, uh, was completely closed. There was not a single door. Everything was closed from top to bottom.

She also found that when they just came down, there was only a slight cold breeze, and then nothing.

Lan Qingyu looked up at the top of his head. The sky above was naturally sealed. The blue-gray brick wall above was solid without a single gap, and it didn't look like there was a deep pit at all.

"Little Feather, there are secrets here, try to find them yourself." Mo Yao's eyes were full of doting, and he looked at Lan Qingyu without blinking.

After Lan Qingyu had a clear look at the enclosed room, she smiled lightly and walked straight forward. When she reached the wall, she smiled coldly, "Is it difficult?"

Then she pushed hard, and a crack appeared in the door, which opened from bottom to top.

As soon as the door opened, a pungent smell emanated from inside.

"vomit……"

This time Lan Qingyu really vomited, and vomited so badly that he felt dizzy and dizzy.

Mo Yao patted Lan Qingyu's back with some remorse. Seeing Lan Qingyu vomiting so uncomfortably, he said apologetically, "Little Feather, I'm sorry. I didn't expect this result."

After Lan Qingyu finished vomiting, she looked at Mo Yao weakly, "Don't talk anymore, I'm afraid I will not be able to help but beat you to death."

Lan Qingyu took some water from the space to rinse his mouth, then washed his face slightly, and then he regained some composure.

However, the smell did not diminish, but Lan Qingyu was smart this time and directly recruited

She found a cooling herb, crushed it, and applied it to the tip of her nose. She also did the same for Mo Yao.

There was no way, she now felt that her body was full of that foul smell.

Even though it was covered up by this herb, it wasn't much better, just slightly better.

Entering the door, Lan Qingyu clearly saw that the corpse that had been burned with fire was exactly the same as the corpse on the ground, and was neatly arranged.

Lan Qingyu's face turned pale. She decided that if she met such a perverted person in the future, she would just kill him directly and not bother with other trivial matters. This was really disgusting.

Who the hell can stand this?

When Mo Yao saw Lan Qingyu’s pale face, he felt pity for her. He picked her up and floated past the corpses. He kicked open another door, and the door behind him closed instantly.

"Prince, are you here to save your subordinate?" A hoarse and old voice sounded, and Lan Qingyu looked in the direction of the voice.

This is a man with disheveled hair and trapped in chains. His face is a little dirty and looks old, but his eyes are bright and lively.

Mo Yao walked over, looked at the old man, and said, "I'm sorry for having wronged you over the years."

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