Lu Xiaocha, who was originally standing on top, reacted quickly and climbed onto the coffin. Fu Ye also jumped away, and the skeleton, Nan Qingyu, rolled down unluckily.
And the stone steps looked quite deep.
Lu Xiaocha and Fu Ye were speechless.
"Hello, Nan Qingyu, are you alright?"
In the opened underground passage, the white skeleton that was rolling around in a sorry state crawled up from the ground shakily.
"My bones are falling apart!"
Lu Xiaocha said, "Looks like he's fine."
Nan Qingyu looked indignantly at the ground that had suddenly opened up above him. His ancient tomb had not harmed the outsiders, but had instead harmed himself!
Moreover, although he could move now, his body had shrunk for some reason. The stone steps were so high that just looking at them was strenuous!
Nan Qingyu didn't want to move.
In the end, Fu Ye jumped down and easily jumped back into the ancient tomb with the bone in his mouth.
