The little ginger snake detected Bai Chi's abnormality and was about to report it when it suddenly convulsed, and the whole snake stiffened into a straight line, falling to the ground.
"Thud—" A faint sound.
Qin Xin knew something was wrong and stopped Si Moyu, who wanted to step forward: "Don't move yet, this room is a bit strange."
Si Moyu pondered: "Those seniors behind us are also silent. Could it be they've already fallen for it? Is there some hidden mechanism in this room?"
Qin Xin: "Hmm. No need to go any further, let's remain unchanged to handle all changes."
Si Moyu: "Alright."
In the darkness, the atmosphere inexplicably became much tenser.
Si Moyu pursed his lips. So many people had entered this small dark room, but now it seemed only he and Qin Xin remained conscious.
Perhaps this was destiny?
Are there some words that are just right to express at this moment of intimacy?
