Princess Against the World

"This... the lines... seem to have moved!"

She suddenly looked at Dingmiao and understood.

"These channels are alive...it will change positions as the formation changes!"

Although the movement of these lines is very small, if it is not for a careful and thoughtful person, it will not be found at all.

"Not bad!"

Dingmiao's eyes twinkled like stars, with a bright look.

"This should be the heart of the legend!"

"……what?"

"The heart of the formation, control the core of the whole formation!"

Dingmiao held the iron knot, and his expression became extremely pious, as if he was holding a supreme sacred object.

"I’ve heard from Grandpa Grandpa...In our ancestors, there is a legend saying that there was a Grand Master in the formation organization world, who created a thing called the formation heart. The formation changes and changes..."

"Wait!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his hand, listening incredible.

"You mean... the formation on this iron lump... is not carved on the mini-carving, but evolved by itself!?"

"Yes! That's what it means..."

Dingmiao's excited hands were trembling, his heart raised high, his eyes became more religious.

"This is the heart of the formation... Therefore, it can change the lines on it at any time as the formation changes..."

Ling Luoyu didn't feel much about this stuff: "You said so powerfully... Then ask him, where did the fat man go?"

The expression of Dingmiao suddenly collapsed: "This is the heart of the formation, it is a magic weapon, and it is not a god... If I ask it, it will tell me!"

"Then you are so excited!"

"...Well, I'll study it first to see where the way out is!"

Dingmiao held the array heart and examined it carefully.

"If... the disappearance of the Fengcheng Forest activates the formation of the place where we are, then the place where we are, and the space formation is the same, it is a small formation in the endless circle...So, There should also be a way to crack it!"

"Dingmiao...you said...why did the fat man disappear?"

Ling Luoyu wrapped his arms around his arms, looking thoughtfully at the direction where Feng Chenglin had disappeared.

Fatty Feng is heartless, but not stupid, nor reckless.

In such a crisis-ridden environment, he would never leave them for no reason, doing something to disappear suddenly.

unless--

"eye……"

Ling Luoyu suddenly thought of the eyes Feng Chenglin said.

"He saw a pair of eyes..."

Dingmiao did not lift the head: "There is dead silence here, there is no ghost shadow, where are the eyes?"

"Who said no?"

Ling Luoyu turned around suddenly, thinking of something.

"Others don't say... at least there is someone here..."

"Who?"

"Do you remember... the purpose of our coming here?"

"..."

Mo Xuanchen! !

Their purpose here is to save Mo Xuanchen!

But now, there is no trace of Mo Xuanchen, no news.

If he hadn't guessed wrong, he should still be in the endless loop.

"Dingmiao...If this formation can trap us and others...how can you conclude that there are only three of us living in this endless circle!"

Dingmiao finally raised her head, her eyes horrified: "Miss Ling...you are too bold in this idea! You mean, Feng Chenglin saw other trapped people here?"

"...I can't say it, but I always feel that there may really be more than us..."