"I don't like it here." Muzi finally stood up straight, looked around and said.

"Why?" Qiucao looked at the disgust between his eyebrows and remained calm.

"The smell of blood is too strong." Mu Zi followed Qiucao as he moved in the yard, his eyebrows frowning deeper and deeper.

"The smell of blood?" Qiucao looked around. After Mu Zhaozhang entered the palace, the house became empty. However, it did not look abandoned. Instead, it looked very neat. Gu Huan probably sent someone to clean it regularly.

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Qiucao stopped at the entrance of the dungeon, looked back at Mu Zi, "The dungeon is below, do you want to stay here and wait for me?" [

"How can that be done?" Muzi jumped up and hugged her waist tightly with both hands, "It's just a little smell of blood, and it won't kill anyone!"

Qiucao smiled, opened the dungeon door, and walked in.

As soon as he stepped into this ghostly place that was so dark that it was almost as dark as the middle of winter, Mu Zi immediately felt that his decision just now was absolutely correct. Even a grown man like him couldn't help but shiver at the sight of such a gloomy and miserable place.

How could Qiucao be allowed to come in alone?

A gust of cold wind blew in from the entrance, brushing their backs with a chill. The two of them stopped involuntarily and looked back.
Chapter completed!