But Mo you had knelt on the ground half now, studying the trap, as if the root did not notice Yan ziyue and Zhou Yan.
"Miss Yan, or..."
Zhou Yan drew a little bit and asked.
Yanziyue subconsciously hid his left hand in his waist and nodded, "trouble..."
The trap did not hurt her muscles, but when it fell, it was really sprained to her ankle.
Zhou Yan smiled politely, picked her up, jumped up and put her down.
"Can I go?"
"Can you?" Yan ziyue is not sure.
With her ability, it may be OK to go flat.
But climbing the mountain --
from the perspective of damage and decay, the trap will not be set for a long time and will not exceed three years at most, because the ropes around it are not completely rotten! "
Mo swim up, frown tight.
"But it's strange that, don't say three years, even 13 years, and I haven't heard of anyone who has broken the gate again..."
Some things, at the beginning, always arouse some curiosity.
But with the passage of time, the ghost gate death filled, everything will be attributed to the light.
If in the first years, maybe some people who don't know how to die will come in and look for secrets, brush a sense of stimulation, and try to prove their ability.
But so many years passed, and so many people died. How can there be people who are not killed?
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