Lin Feng recalled those twelve dog-headed Sword Spirits from earlier and hesitated for a moment before reminding Zhang Ze.
"Won't you play him to death?" Lin Feng wasn't sure about Nameless's cultivation, but he knew how treacherous the Underground City could be.
Zhang Ze was startled, then slapped his thigh, "Thank you for the reminder, Junior Brother."
Earlier, when playing as Black Guide, he got too carried away and almost forgot about the mission.
The source of this heavy snowfall still needed to be found with Nameless.
If they played him to death, the mission clues would be cut off.
Zhang Ze drew the short sword from his waist and woke up Li, who had been dozing off all along.
"Time to get to work."
Li returned to his original form, wiped his drool, yawned, and then climbed onto Zhang Ze's shoulder.
"Coming, Brother Feng?" Zhang Ze asked.
Lin Feng shook his head, "Forget it, I'll wait for you up above."
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Underground City, Water Snake Palace.
