Boom!
A huge rock flew down from above, and Jiang Hanxi cleaved it in two with her sword. When she looked down, she only saw a rat's rear end scurrying back inside.
"Sixth Brother, that stinking rat!"
Wang Feng cursed angrily, and seeing Jiang Hanxi walk away, he quickly followed her. The two of them darted up into the passageway.
Along the way, boulders, stench, venom, garbage and other things assaulted them.
The worst thing was that a turd flew over, but luckily it didn't hit them.
Wang Feng got angry and tore off a piece of his clothes in front of Jiang Hanxi's astonished gaze.
He wrapped a lump of poop on the ground and carried it with him.
Jiang Hanxi was now at least three meters away from him. Could this man have some kind of weird fetish?
When Wang Feng saw her strange look, the image of cow dung hotpot on Earth suddenly popped into his head.
In a moment of panic, he quickly explained, "I didn't mean to eat this, I meant to..."
"Yes, I know you're not going to eat it, and besides, I didn't say you were going to eat it."
Jiang Hanxi interrupted Wang Feng, now even more certain that Wang Feng might have unusual fetishes.
Before she could even speak, the man started explaining, and all his explanations revolved around food.
That's it, I can't explain it anymore.
"Oh, you'll find out in a minute."
Seeing that Jiang Hanxi wouldn't listen to his explanation, Wang Feng decided to show her with his actions later.
The two ran through several more tunnels, and finally in one of them, the burrowing rat drilled a hole from above and prepared to throw stones at them.
Wang Feng listened to the rustling sounds coming from inside the wall and secretly gathered chaotic spiritual power in his hands.
With a pop, the wall broke open.
A rat's head popped out, ready to throw stones at them, but Wang Feng was faster.
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