The Wooden Lotus were almost gone, they had to find a way to get out quickly.
Xiao Chen took out water and compressed biscuits from the backpack. After the two ate some to replenish their strength, Xiao Chen immediately started searching around the burial chamber for a way out.
On the other side.
Xiao Moli chased after An Ziqi and ran far.
The usually frail An Ziqi was now running like the wind and seemed extremely familiar with this ancient tomb.
Every time when it seemed that Xiao Moli was about to catch up with her, she would use some traps in the corridors to widen the distance between them.
After weaving through several winding corridors, An Ziqi raised her hand and forcefully slapped a spot on the wall beside her, causing a stone door to rumble open.
"An Ziqi."
Xiao Moli only had time to shout loudly from behind, but An Ziqi gave him an indifferent look, then quickly slipped through the stone door.
By the time Xiao Moli reached the door, it had already closed.
