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Luo Ye from above also fell to her side.

"Thank you."

After Bai Yu finished speaking, she glanced at him and said in surprise:
"You still have flying props?!"

Recalling that he was broken into several petals in the wind and exploded into a large plastic basin, Bai Yu just wanted to shut himself up for a second.
Luo Ye said with a stern expression:
"There are only two in total. This prop has a short flight time, so I didn't dare to use it before."

While the two were talking, they had already fallen to the ground.

Luo Ye's flying props also failed at that moment.

Even with the buffer of warm air currents, the two still felt the strong impact when they fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the ground is soft.

It even brought some toughness and elasticity that belonged to muscles.

The rope tied to Bai Yu's body was taken back by Luo Ye with a wave of his hand.

Bai Yu's body staggered on the ground for a few times before stopping.

Her calves and heels were a little numb from the shock of the ground, so she bent down and rubbed them quickly.

Immediately got up and shook his legs, then quickly glanced around.

The temperature here is already much higher.

The nerves of the two were tense, and their inner vigilance and defense subconsciously raised to the highest level.

The Eye of the Windmill was obviously injured, and they broke into a place similar to the "forbidden area" for no reason.

There is no obstruction or attack in the middle.

Weird indeed!

The two who have experienced several dungeons know that the more this is the case, the more implying that the risk is coming, and it is very big.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

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In the big heart not far away, tens of thousands of heartbeats resonated, like drumsticks hitting the hearts of the two, deafening.

The two looked at the big heart in the dense array of windmills, and were dumbfounded for a second:
It turns out that the monster of the Heartless City has imprisoned all the souls of human sacrifices in the form of fresh hearts!
It has no heart, but it has a core!

The big heart looks like a giant, at least seven stories high.

The outside is a thin layer of transparent glass, overflowing with special light, imprisoning everything inside.

Inside the vitreous, there are incomparably vivid hearts, some bright red, some dark, some complete, some incomplete, densely packed, connected by thin black threads the size of a hair.

Black silk threads penetrated the glass body and connected to the surrounding windmill poles one by one.

On the windmill, there was some strange aura faintly exuding.

Those rotating blades seem to be pumping out a steady stream of power.

Bai Yu didn't know the significance of such a setting.

Why are there so many windmills here.

It's impossible, the living creature itself is a windmill monster who can't speak!

But no matter what, that big heart should be the Achilles' heel of Wuxin Eye!
The two quickly reached a consensus, raising the weapon in their hands and stepping over the windmill to stab at the heart.

At this moment, the black silk thread connecting all the windmills and hearts on the ground faintly moved.

In an instant, countless icy and piercing winds swept from all directions towards the positions where the two were standing.

The windmill on the ground was instantly squeaked.

Bai Yu and Luo Ye looked at each other, gripped their weapons back to back, ready to fight.

It was too late and then too fast, thick and thick fog wrapped in a bloody wind and rain had swept in front of him.

It was the ghost fog that attacked the three players and those adults just now!
They seem to be very powerful, and more deadly than those ghosts.

But it may be subject to certain rules, the smoke did not penetrate the two people's mouths, noses and ears immediately.

Instead, it differentiated into strands of tentacles-like things, and crazily assassinated the two of them.