C50 The Imprisoned Man

The sound of footsteps echoed. The secret chamber was very long, made of marble, and sloped down to the ground. Perhaps Helian Ping had used some method, but even when he walked very deep, he did not feel wet.

Jiu sniffed and smelled an unusual smell. He immediately said, "Something is wrong in front of Master."

Mo Ziyun trusted Jiu very much, so he immediately slowed down his pace. As expected