Take your son to get married

Chapter 175 Bad Luck 2
However, along with the slightest sound, there was a heavy closing sound or the sound of the mechanism starting in the distance.

"Ah, they moved the mechanism here, scoundrels, they actually want to lock us up here." Before Mo Qianchen and Feng Shukuang could speak, the fat baby scratched his head and frowned while looking at the palace above his head.

Come, Mo Qianchen tightly held Feng Shukuang's hand behind his back.

"Mother, let's go, I know where there is a host institution, if they shut us down, we will lock them up and wipe them out." The fat baby firmly remembered what Feng Shukuang taught him.

"Let's go." Hearing what the fat baby said, Mo Qianchen didn't think it was wrong to teach a baby to be a good person at this time, so he just dropped a word and walked forward.

To the enemy, kindness can only harm oneself.

"Mother, this way..."

"Mother, turn ahead and take that path..."

"Mother..."

Mo Qianchen walked quickly through the dark palace with Feng Shukuang on his back, and he didn't know how the fat baby was so familiar with this dark palace like a dungeon. Mo Qianchen also felt that they were not far towards the center of the earth.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the huge dark palace was eerie and quiet.

The road is tortuous and complicated, and you can't feel the passage of time while walking, but time is really passing by quickly.

Murderous Intent approached step by step in this quietness.

Passing through a passage extending in all directions like a spider hole, Feng Shukuang felt that there was nothing wrong with the surroundings, and bumped the back of Mo Qianchen's head with the top of his head and said: "Take a rest and go."

Mo Qianchen climbed the slope into the water with his small body on his back, how could a big man like him make a little woman tired.

Hearing this, Mo Qianchen turned his head and smiled at Feng Shukuang: "Not tired."

She wasn't tired, and when she found that central location and trapped all the people who came to chase them to death, it would not be too late for her to rest, so she would feel more at ease in her heart.

"Stop talking nonsense." Feng Shukuang looked at the sweat on Mo Qianchen's forehead and shouted in a deep voice.

These days, Mo Qianchen basically didn't sleep because of his antidote. Although his skills are deep, but if he endures like this, what if he develops stunted in the future.

Listening to Feng Shukuang's vicious words, feeling the concern in those words, Mo Qianchen nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, then when we get to the front..."

"Mother, they are here." Before Mo Qianchen could finish his sentence, the fat baby suddenly yelled.

Immediately following the fat baby's yell, in the passageway in all directions, countless thin blades of grass rushed towards Mo Qianchen and Feng Shukuang silently but swiftly.

There is no sound, no breath of life, these seemingly fresh vegetation, but like dead bodies, there is only death.

The dead air is replenished, and the murderous intent emerges.

The moment Mo Qianchen uttered his voice, the blood sword in his hand had already been unsheathed. At this time, he saw the dead plants and trees shooting towards him from all directions, and without thinking about it, he slashed at them with his sword.

The blood sword was sharp, whizzing past with a strong blood energy, and those inextricable dead wood were smashed into residues without even a trace left.

With Feng Shukuang's wrist on his back, Mo Qianchen tapped his toes and rushed towards the end of the spider web-like passage the moment the blood sword attacked.

Cold, biting cold. ,,,. .

(End of this chapter)