"This atmosphere is so weird, so strange!"
Fatty leaned against the wall and slowly walked forward in the direction of the exit. His eyes were staring straight ahead, not daring to be the slightest bit careless. His heart was in his throat.
Fu Hu also leaned against the wall and followed closely behind Fatty. However, he was much calmer than Fatty. His expression was solemn. "To be able to make those monsters so afraid, it must not be something simple."
Clang…
Right at this moment, the sound of a clear sword chiming filled with cold air rang out from within the tunnel.
Fatty almost flew up from where he was standing. He took three steps and took two steps. He immediately pulled away from the front, and his face turned pale. "You, you, Fu Hu, what are you doing?!"