At this moment, not only song qingxiao, but even number Seven's heart was beating like a drum.
Number three's speed had clearly slowed down, and the smell in the air was getting stronger and stronger. Number seven should be more sensitive to this.
She turned her head. There was a light band on every step of the stairs. Together with the starry lights behind her and the light from afar, the place looked like a dream.
"Are we still going in?"
He couldn't see the length of the tunnel, and he didn't know if there was any danger ahead. The stench that filled the air was so faint that it didn't feel wet. Even number seven, who was eager to finish the mission, hesitated.
Song qingxiao turned to look at her. She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that number Seven's face was darker than before.
