Wu Xie's voice was already very low.
But there was no other way.
This was a deserted Devil Town. It was late at night, and other than the sound of the wind, there was no other noise.
No matter how soft his voice was.
But they were so close.
This place was so empty.
To A Ning.
It was as if Wu Xie was holding a loudspeaker and shouting into her ear.
It washed away all her sleepiness.
"What do you have to say now? Can't you say it tomorrow morning?”
Ah Ning gritted her teeth in anger.
He heard Ah Ning getting angry.
Wu Xie immediately shut her mouth.
He had wanted to tell Zhang Mo some of his guesses.
Wu Xie rested her head on her arm, tossing and turning in bed for a long time, thinking for a long time before coming up with this idea.
However, after being yelled at by Ah Ning.
He could only swallow it back.
"Tell me."
Zhang Mo's voice suddenly sounded.
Hearing Zhang Mo speak.
Wu Xie heaved a sigh of relief.
She really felt suffocated without saying anything.
This time, Ah Ning did not say anything else.
Since Zhang Mo had spoken, she naturally wouldn't reprimand Wu Xie anymore.
"I once saw the Corpse Turtle King in the Seven Star Lu Imperial Palace.”
"At that time, it also flew out from the skull.”
"There was only one, and it almost killed all of us!”
Thinking of this, Wu Xie felt a chill down her spine, feeling a little scared.
"After that, I went through a lot of trouble to kill him, but I didn't expect to attract a large number of corpse turtles.”
"We barely escaped from the Seven Star Lu Imperial Palace.”
Wu Xie recalled.
"But this is the first time I've seen such an overwhelming situation.”
Wu Xie said.
Thinking back to the ancient ship and the many Corpse Turtle Kings that flew out from the pots, Wu Xie felt her scalp tingle.
He thought that he would die here today.
However, when Wu Xie recalled the scene of them being forced into a corner by a Corpse Turtle King.
He thought about how Zhang Mo had been able to move freely in the army of the Corpse Turtle King.
Wu Xie felt that it was ridiculous!
Is the Corpse Turtle King related to the Queen Mother of the West?”
A Ning suddenly asked.
She was also quietly listening to Wu Xie's narration.
A Ning did not know much about the Corpse Turtle King.
Therefore, when Wu Xie started talking about it.
Naturally, she became more attentive.
"Yes."
Before Wu Xie could speak, Zhang Mo nodded and answered his question.
"This Ghost Head Jar is the vessel for cultivating the Corpse Turtle King.”
"The Corpse Turtle King is a type of biochemical weapon used by the Queen Mother of the West to rule the Western Regions.”
Zhang Mo said leisurely.
These thoughts were confirmed when he saw those things flying out of the jar.
"Yes! I think so too!"
Wu Xie nodded heavily.
What Zhang Mo said was exactly what he had guessed.
"However, I'm afraid that the use of these insects is not limited to this.”
Zhang Mo added.
"What do you mean? Could it be that there are other uses?"
Wu Xie straightened up and asked.
If it wasn't just used as a weapon to rule.
What use would that be?
"Everything is just a guess. The real answer still has to be found in the Western Queen Mother Palace.”
Zhang Mo answered vaguely.
He did not make it clear to Wu Xie.
Because he felt that he had said it now.
Wu Xie could not understand either.
As long as they reached the Western Mother Empress Palace.
All the answers could be found.
Wu Xie wanted to ask Zhang Mo for an answer.
However, Zhang Mo didn't seem to want to make it clear.
He then lay down to rest.
At the same time.
Zhang Qilin, Fatty, and Pan Zi were on the other end.
They were seizing the time to continue searching for Wu Xie and Zhang Mo.
The more he couldn't find it.
The more anxious they became.
Pan Zi and Fatty had received Wu San Sheng's order to find Wu Xie.
Not only that.
The two of them had a good personal relationship with Wu Xie.
She was naturally worried about him.
Although the little brother was also worried about Wu Xie's safety.
However, he was more worried about Zhang Mo.
He could not let anything happen to his ancestor.
Although Zhang Qilin was quite confident in the methods and abilities of the ancestor, Zhang Mo, he was still very confident.
However, it was better to be safe than sorry!
Thinking of this…
Zhang Qilin quickened his pace.
"Little brother! Slow down! Wait for us!"
Pan Zi and Fatty saw the little brother quicken his pace again and couldn't help but follow behind him and shout.
Fortunately, Fatty had solved the mystery of the stone pile road sign before.
They didn't go the wrong way again. Soon, they followed the road signs and arrived at the ancient ship.
"What do you mean? Why is there a big ship here?？”
Fatty shone his flashlight over and saw the ancient ship stuck between the two mountains. He was shocked.
Pan Zi shone his flashlight.
He found a few tents.
"I guess this is Ah Ning's camp.”
Pan Zi speculated.
"Our brothers spent so much effort, but Ah Ning and the others beat us to it!”
Fatty looked annoyed.
"No wonder Third Master and the others wanted to follow behind Ah Ning's team. They're indeed good at opening up roads.”
Pan Zi nodded and praised.
"Then let's be polite before resorting to force. Let's find Wu Xie first!”
When Fatty said this, his expression became serious. He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the dagger at his waist.
The few of them walked towards the ancient ship.
After getting closer.
Only then did he realize the tragic state of this place.
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