In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

Su Mo's expression was strange. "You're going to deal with it?"

The little nail proudly lowered its head.

The group looked at each other, glancing at the white-haired wolf king's massive body and then at the small, tiny body of Xiao Cun Ding.

The contrast is just too striking!

I hope Su Xiaoge's pet doesn't get bitten to death by this white fur!

The fat man muttered to himself.

"Ha ha…"

Su Mo laughed loudly, "Alright, this white-haired one is yours..."

Su Mo also wanted to see the strength of Xiao Cun Ding, after all, it was the same model as Wu Lao Gou's, so its combat power should be extraordinary.

"Wang!"

Little Nail shouted excitedly at Su Mo, eager to try.

As soon as Little Nail looked at the White Wolf King, it reacted immediately, its eyes flashing with a cold light.

His body vanished from the spot in an instant, and the next second, Little Nail appeared behind the White Wolf King.

The moment the small nail appeared, the white-haired wolf king felt a chill run down his spine.

Little Nail was incredibly fast; the White Wolf King couldn't keep up at all. In the blink of an eye, Little Nail was already standing behind it.

Little Nail stood behind the White Wolf King, stretching out his claws to grab at the White Wolf King's neck.

"So fast!"

Everyone was surprised that the little nail that slept on Su Mo's shoulder every day could move so fast.

Everyone was amazed by Xiao Cun Ding's performance!

This was Little Nail's first attack, but it was very effective. Once Little Nail grabbed you, even someone made of iron would be turned into mincemeat.

But this time, the white wolf king seemed to have anticipated this situation. It turned around swiftly and dodged the attack from the small nail.

The little nail missed its target, but it was not discouraged at all. Its eyes flashed with a cold light, and its figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next second, Little Nail reappeared in front of the White Wolf King, its claws reaching for the White Wolf King's neck.

Its speed was many times faster than before; it was like a black cannonball, swiftly reaching for the white wolf king's neck.

After sensing the threat from Little Nail, the White Wolf King's heart suddenly began to pound wildly, and its legs trembled as if it might collapse to the ground at any moment.

Its pupils contracted violently, its eyes were filled with fear, and its body swayed incessantly.

The white wolf king was frightened. Little Nail's strength was too great. After sensing the danger, the white wolf king's body began to instinctively dodge to one side.

Unfortunately, the white wolf king was too late; its body couldn't dodge in time, and it was caught squarely by the claws of the small nail.

The white wolf king's body was grabbed and sent flying. It crashed into the wall and fell to the ground with a thud.

Little Nail ran over excitedly and tore off the white wolf king's head with its sharp claws.

"Woo~"

Behind them, dozens of hungry wolves roared angrily.

"Wang!"

Little Nail stepped on the corpse of the white wolf king, barking angrily at the hungry wolves behind him, "Woof woof woof!"

Its voice was quite charming and clear, but when combined with the white-furred corpse at its feet, all the hungry wolves fell silent.

"..."

After a brief standoff, the wolves slowly disappeared into the forest under the cover of night.

I rely on!

The fat man exclaimed in disbelief, "Small-length nails are amazing!"

Su Mo had been watching from the sidelines. Seeing the white wolf king die, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and praised, "Little Nail possesses a lifespan of thirty years, an extraordinary dog!"

Thirty years of lifespan!

The fat man's mouth gaped open, and he bent down to pick up the short-haired boy. "Brother Dog, no, Master Dog... how could you live so long..."

Old Hu was speechless. He looked at everyone and asked, "Is everyone alright...?"

"fine!"

Everyone shook their heads. Only the tour guide had suffered a minor injury, but it wasn't a big problem. Lao Hu quickly bandaged his wound.

"Walk…"

Su Mo led everyone to take a puff of their cigarettes, then returned to the Nine-Story Demon Tower and went straight to the eighth floor.

The fat man, holding the small nail, looked around at the meditating ancient corpses and chuckled, "These eighteen black-faced Arhats are really working hard, still standing guard here..."

Old Hu was taken aback, then laughed, "Can't you even count? There are clearly nineteen, okay...?"

The fat man also thought he had miscounted, and awkwardly shook his head and chuckled.

Su Mo looked around and said, "There are indeed eighteen..."

Old Hu's pupils contracted, and he carefully counted again. There were six in a row, arranged in three arc-shaped rows.

Old Hu's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "I remember there was a row with 7 corpses. Could I be mistaken?"

"No, you're not mistaken. I also remember there was a row of seven corpses!"

Shirley Yang responded to Lao Hu with great affirmation.

The two were stunned. A corpse had disappeared?

At that moment, the others tensed up; the body was gone. Had it simply disappeared?

Suddenly, a chilling atmosphere rose up on the eighth floor.

Ah Xiang, even more frightened, hid behind Shirley Yang, nervously grabbing Shirley Yang's arm.

"Don't panic. So what if it's come back to life? We can just send it away again. Old Hu, let's go check it out..."

Su Mo appeared very calm.

Sometimes, after experiencing these things many times, you become less afraid.

"Walk…"

Su Mo said to Lao Hu, "Let's go see what's going on..."

Old Hu patted the crooked headlamp on his mountaineering helmet, gripped the black donkey hoof in one hand and held the gun in the other, and followed Su Mo as they groped their way forward to examine the tall ancient corpses.

Su Mo pointed to a dark corner, "There's a crack here!"

Upon hearing this, Lao Hu immediately followed Su Mo over.

Old Hu muttered, "These ancient corpses are all leaning against the wall. Could it be that one of them fell in? Why did it have to be doing this at this time!"

Before the two could get close, they heard a noise. It sounded like a large log was moving in the crack.

Su Mo and Lao Hu peered down and saw a large crack in the corner of the wall pointing downwards, like a bottomless abyss.

A clumsy, white wolf-shaped snow Maitreya was slowly parting the black wood, seemingly trying to make room for himself to climb into the demon tower.

Old Hu was just about to ask Fatty for explosives to throw down and collapse the cave below, burying it underground.

Old Hu had just taken out a bundle of explosives and hadn't even had a chance to throw it away when he heard a "bang" from below.

Immediately afterward, Peter Huang and Uncle Ming shouted at the same time, "Oh no!"

Su Mo and Lao Hu turned around and looked.

Uncle Ming and Peter Huang had already carried Crystal Free Mountain to the eighth floor.

However, the two of them were staring blankly at the crystal mountain that had fallen to the ground and shattered.

Seeing Uncle Ming's bewildered expression, Old Hu asked, "What...is going on?"

How come the Crystal Free Mountain shattered just because I left for a short while?

Even Peter Wong stared blankly at Uncle Peng across from him.

Uncle Ming said awkwardly, "Well, I was too tired. I couldn't lift it properly, and the stone broke as soon as I let go."

Uncle Ming emphasized the word "stone".

The meaning is clear: this stone is fragile, don't blame me!

Old Hu was about to say something.

Just now.

A series of rapid cracking sounds came from below, quickly becoming a continuous cacophony.

Shirley Yang was immediately startled, and a bad feeling welled up in her heart.

Sudden.

A series of muffled thunder-like sounds came from above.

Upon hearing this sound, everyone immediately understood that the curse had taken effect and the avalanche had begun!

More accurately, it was the infrasound that was sealed inside the Crystal Mountain that was emitted.

An avalanche is about to begin!

Chapter 129: Encountering the Fireflies Again?

"Boom!"

The sound resounded through the sky and shook the heavens.

Uncle Ming and Peter Huang were both terrified, their faces turning ashen!

At this moment, Uncle Ming didn't even have the mind to study the thousand-year-old crystal corpse that had broken through the crystal.

The thunderous roar of the avalanche was like the stampede of ten thousand horses, shaking the ground.

Worried that everyone would panic, Lao Hu quickly shouted, "Don't panic! Everyone, hide in the corner of the tower; it's more secure there..."