At this time, Luo Xiaoman was sitting on the shoulder of the general, dangling his little feet.

"Hey, it's better to sit comfortably with Dabai's back. The general is hard, and his **** hurts." He pursed his mouth and murmured depressedly.

Her soul is now traumatized, she is temporarily unable to use her mental power, and her true essence is also suppressed. Fortunately, there is a general, otherwise she will be very dangerous.

"You have to find your eldest brother as soon as possible. Only he can help yourself now." Luo Xiaoman sighed quietly and glanced at Mo Yuan, who was carried by the general on his shoulders, "Yuan, when will you wake up? Come here?"

"Did you call me?

"I go!"

Luo Xiaoman shuddered. Mo Yuan woke up as soon as he mentioned something here. Is it such a coincidence?

Mo Yuan stood up and looked at Luo Xiaoman worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"Hey, it's you who is in trouble now, okay?" Luo Xiaoman rolled his eyes and muttered with a small mouth: "You guy, you are not good at all. Obviously suffered such a serious injury, you still ran so hard. Long."

The corners of Mo Yuan's lips raised slightly. Seeing Luo Xiaoman caring about himself so much, he was inexplicably happy, "It's fine if you are fine."

"Of course I'm okay." Luo Xiaoman pursed his mouth and hummed, "I'm the little devil that everyone hates. I'll be stinking for thousands of years."

"I like you..." Mo Yuan was stunned, realizing that he had said something that shouldn't be said, and stopped quickly, and then said: "...The appearance of the little devil in the world is as good as he wants, very good."

"Really?" Luo Xiaoman sighed, scratched his face, and asked: "Yuan, honestly, how do you feel now?"

"Much better." Mo Yuan felt it, nodded, "I can still fight."

"Yeah." Luo Xiaoman was relieved when he said that. She glanced at the brighter and brighter front and smiled: "It won't be long before we can get out from here."

"That's right." Mo Yuan frowned and asked in confusion, "Xiaoman, how do you know this is the right exit?"

Luo Xiaoman raised his head and said triumphantly: "Don't you understand? Although the entrances of the passages are similar, there are still differences when you look carefully."

"Among so many entrances, this one is clean. That is to say, mole crickets enter and exit more frequently than other entrances, and rub the surroundings very smoothly. In addition, it is the problem of airflow."

"I noticed that the airflow here is a bit more urgent than the others."

Hearing this, Mo Yuan knew for a while.

He secretly asked whether he was too worried about Xiaoman's situation at the time, but ignored these details.

"It's coming soon." Luo Xiaoman stood up, looking at the light in front of him with surprise.

Rumble!

However, before they walked over, a shock came.

"Hiss!!" A neighing sound exploded, Luo Xiaoman's pupils shrank and he couldn't help cursing inwardly, "The **** little beast, why is it so stalking?"

With a bang!

A hole was exploded in the rock wall next to it, and a mole cricket emerged, followed by the mole cricket surging out like a tide.

Mo Yuan's eyes sank, and he quickly fell from the general and blocked Luo Xiaoman.

"Yuan, don't waste time here, rush out! Exit, just before..." Before Luo Xiaoman finished speaking, he saw a huge figure popping out of the ground, blocking the exit, surprisingly The mole cricket king.