, drew a circle, and knocked on the surrounding stones, in different places, with different rhythms, but the whole thing seemed to be deciphering a puzzle.

Like Ling Zihan and Xuanyuan Huang, their eyes never left Zi Chen's hand, and they were both silently memorizing the rhythm and the place where he struck.

But at this moment, the stone door suddenly opened——

The long stairs wind around and continue downward. Then looking at the bright pearls embedded in the wall, it is so deep that there is no bottom.

What the hell is this place?!

"Han'er, follow me. Be careful! Qingbo, you come to the rear."

Zi Chen gave instructions and took the lead to walk forward. Xuanyuan Huang looked at the stairs and frowned, but looking at Ling Zihan's expression, he resolutely accompanied her down.

Along the way, he carefully protected Ling Zihan as she walked down the rough stairs.

Layer, layer, and layer...

Ling Zihan didn't know how deep they were now, but she felt even more strange. Are the Zi family members who live in Ziling all ghosts?

?!

As the number of steps climbed increases.

The further down, the premonition in Ling Zihan's heart increased.

As time passed, she finally saw her first stranger.

The man still covered his face and wore a hat with a curtain, covering his face tightly.

The man blocked their way, bowed to Zi Chen, and then raised his head to look at Ling Zihan. Although the man's eyes were covered, Ling Zihan still felt that the gaze behind the curtain was...

It's so dazzling.

"Elder, the patriarch has arrived with the fate of the Zi family!"

The fate of the Zi family?
Chapter completed!