The First Heir

The two continued to walk into the depths of the passage.

“I forgot to ask Bamboo Shoot if it has a map of this place,” Hiram said in annoyance.

Philip just thought of it too. If they had a map, it would be much easier to explore. It would be much better than walking around like a headless chicken.

“Listen…” After walking for a while, Philip suddenly stopped and said to Hiram.

“Listen to what?”

Hiram listened for a while before he asked blankly.

Philip had forgotten that Hiram was not a wind element practitioner. Philip followed the wind and heard some noisy human voices from one direction. He led Hiram to the source of the sound.

After passing through several forked intersections, the two finally found the source of the sound.

black hooded trench coats with crescent moon symbols of different colors were standing

them and shrouded both of them with his mental strength to guard against other people’s detection. The two leaned close to the passage

conversations, they learned that this spring water was stone fluid that had absorbed the essence of heaven and

of these people was quite strict

the size of a teacup, people with blue crescents could take a ladleful, while those with red crescents could take a bucket and put

white crescents and about 40 with blue crescents. As for the red crescents, the numbers

man sat cross-legged, and his strange looks were

and one blue crescent said something to a red crescent

to blue crescent?”

Just give the lord something and I

two were

Philip used his rules of space to imprison the two of them and sucked out all of the

vacuum could not transmit sound. The faces of the two men slowly flushed red and hit the space wall in despair