If Ding Xiaoyi hadn't already decided to leave, there would have been nothing the Ghost Sage would have pointed out for him.

"Thank you, uncle."

Ding Xiaoyi thanked the Holy Ghost, thinking that if there was a chance in the future, he could bring Li Chuanhai and Mr. Chen to see the Holy Ghost so that the three old people could reunite.

"Go ahead, I hope you can go well!"

As the Holy Ghost said, he saw the tree vines suddenly burst into flames. The deep blue flames carbonized the top of the tree vines and turned into a blue charcoal, lighting up the surroundings intermittently.

This may be the only thing he can give them.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't show any sympathy when he saw this. He broke off the vine and held it in his hand, then walked forward in the direction pointed by Wei Sheng.

Under the dim light, a ruins quickly appeared in front of the three people.

Even though they are just ruins, you can still feel the majesty of these buildings. I don't know who built them. They are so mysterious and strange.

Strange murals were carved on the remaining walls. Even though I was not interested in art, I was fascinated by them.

It is conceivable that if these buildings were intact, they would be so spectacular that no other city in the alliance could compare with them.

"Huh!"

Wang Jialiang didn't know what he touched in the darkness. As the fluorescence on Ding Xiaoyi's hand flashed, his face suddenly turned pale: "Ah!"

I'm afraid it will fall to the ground.

"What's wrong?"

Ding Xiaoyi came over and took a look, and saw a statue standing in front of him. The clothes and attire of the statue were actually somewhat similar to Bai Pangpang. They both had a bare head with nine pits on it, and was wearing a large red coat.

cloth.

Looking back, I couldn't help but wonder: "It's just a statue, why are you making such a fuss!"
Chapter completed!