She glanced at them with disdain and turned away.

Song Jinqiao looked at her back, a hint of deep meaning flashed across her eyes, and she whispered, "Let's go and see."

Seeing her relaxed look, I knew something was up. If I followed her, I might find something unexpected.

Mata Hari had not been walking in front for long when she realized that they were following her.

"Why are you following me?" she couldn't help but ask back.

Song Jinqiao raised his lips and smiled lightly: "No, which eye of yours saw us following you?"

Mata Hari frowned and said unhappily, "It's such a long way, and you must follow me?"

Song Jinqiao smiled softly. Although her face was beautiful, her eyes were clear, bright and piercing. "You said it was such a long road, why can't we take this road? Is this road yours?"

Mata Hari became even more displeased, but there was nothing wrong with what the female said. If she continued to make a fuss about it, it would seem that she had something on her mind.

Never mind, it doesn't matter if they know.

Thinking this in my mind, I turned around and left without looking at them.

Yan Mo was afraid that she would get lost again, so he kept holding her hand nervously. Song Jinqiao could even feel the wetness in her palms and was a little surprised.

Is he so nervous?

"Don't worry, we'll follow her first."

Obviously, she had misunderstood something. Yan Mo did not correct her, but just glanced at her indifferently and tightened his grip a little more.

Mata Hari seemed to be very familiar with this place and had a very clear purpose.

Song Jinqiao followed her for an unknown amount of time. The trees around them became fewer and fewer, and the fog became thicker. If Song Jinqiao and the system had not kept a close eye on her, they would have lost her long ago.

Finally, they stopped under two strange trees.

Why are these two trees strange? Because their branches are intertwined, making them look like a door.

"Don't you think this looks familiar?" She lowered her voice and said to Yan Mo.

[Do you mean this looks like the portal of the mysterious power in the mural?]

As soon as the system finished speaking, a blue light screen appeared in front of Song Jinqiao. On the screen was the content of the mural organized by the system. Of course, Yan Mo and Mata Hari could not see this screen.

"Yes, this is the entrance to the mysterious power on the mural." Song Jinqiao glanced at the pattern on the screen, then at the tree, and was absolutely sure that this was the entrance.

[She wants to open this entrance?]

The system scoffed: "Some orcs of the Shaklinda tribe have spent their entire lives trying to find a way, yet she thinks she's better than them?"

Song Jinqiao shrugged: "Maybe."

After all, she had looked at all the orcs with contempt before, as if those orcs were her subjects or slaves.

Mata Hari walked to the tree and took out a crystal from her animal skin. The system said that it was a very rare crystal.

She held the crystal stone close to the space between the two trees. Song Jinqiao watched the crystal stone gradually turn gray, and finally turned into gray powder and blown away by the wind.

After the crystal turned to ashes, Mata Hari waited quietly for a few seconds. Nothing happened and her expression froze in an instant.

"What is she doing, performing acrobatics?" the system asked, puzzled.

'Maybe what she expected didn't happen.'

Sure enough, the next second, Mata Hari let out a shrill scream.