Chapter 4839: Underwater ancient city

With the help of Ling Luoyu, the old shopkeeper hurriedly took out the water sac. After biting open the cork, he squeezed the air into the mouth and exhaled the foul air through his nose, which was a lot more comfortable.

With energy, he motioned to Ling Luoyu to move on.

But Ling Luoyu shook his head and motioned him to go back.

No one knows how far the front end is.

What's ahead is even more unknown!

The old shopkeeper's water sac was obviously not enough for him to continue swimming, so he could only turn back and return first.

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By the well, Feng Chenglin anxiously circled the well, looking down, for fear of missing Ling Luoyu's distress signal.

The water ripples, the old shopkeeper took the lead to surface.

Feng Chenglin's expression instantly changed: "Where is the three young masters?"

"she was……"

"Old man, what's wrong with the third young man?"

Before the old shopkeeper finished speaking, Feng Chenglin had already grabbed the halberd in one hand and stood in front of him.

"Where is she? Where is she?"

The sound of water recurred, and Ling Luoyu broke out of the water.

"Fatty!"

"Three Masters..."

Feng Chenglin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly grabbed Ling Luoyu's hand and pulled her out.

At the moment when the water came out, Ling Luoyu's body instantly misted.

By the time she turned to the ground, all of her clothes were completely dry.

At the other end of the well edge, the old shopkeeper climbed up wet and twisted the water on his clothes: "I guess, what's underneath, even Mr. Tang might not know...Who can you say can stay in such a place for too long? "

Unless you have done enough preparations and brought enough air.

Otherwise, whether you can get out of that place is still a question!

"Sir, how about it? Isn't it a maze below?" Feng Chenglin calmly put away the cloth he was holding.

I was thinking of wiping her body hair, but I didn't expect that it was just the breathing gap, and it seemed like nothing had happened.

It seemed that the difference in cultivation base between him and Ling Luoyu was not even a bit different.

Ling Luoyu glanced at the old shopkeeper calmly: "Old man, it's late at night, we want to drink some tea, can you help us make some tea?"

Feng Chenglin was startled, and the old shopkeeper was also taken aback.

However, I quickly reacted: "Okay, I'm going to boil some hot water, you guys talk..."

Ling Luoyu discovered something, but he didn't want him to know, so he pushed him away.

When his back disappeared in the kitchen, Feng Chenglin lowered his voice: "San Shao, have you discovered the secret of that maze?"

"The maze is a maze, but it is not a maze designed on purpose..."

Ling Luoyu turned his back to the door of the back kitchen and took out something.

"That's the wall of an ancient city..."

In her hand, there is a stone tile covered with moss.

Scrape off the moss on it, and you can see the fuzzy patterns on the tiles.

"There are patterns?" Feng Chenglin took a breath: "This..."

"Patterned bluestone tiles are usually used in the construction of city walls, but never used in the construction of mazes..."

"That's...the patterns are all different. As long as you are careful, you can see the unusualness of the road you are walking on, so no one is so stupid to use patterned wall tiles to build a maze..."

Feng Chenglin looked at Iguchi with strange eyes and licked his lips.

"Three young masters, you...you are going to tell me that what is under the water...is not a maze, but...ancient city...ancient city flooded by water!?"