93 Bo City Dyed in Blood

“How do we leave, this is basically a cell!” Mo Fan looked at the guardswoman, who was dripping with sweat.

“Just follow me.” Lin Yuxin didn’t want to babble with Mo Fan, and quickly walked to the altar.

Following her instructions, she ran her finger under the edge of the altar, and found a button hidden under the edge. Biting her lip, she pressed it down, and heard a gurgling behind her.

Without knowing what kind of button she had pressed, the originally circulating Underground Holy Spring was now continuously flowing into a small hole.

_Gudu~ Gudu~_

A few seconds later, all of the Underground Holy Spring had disappeared. There was not a single drop left within the small stone ditch.

Lin Yuxin strode to the very top of the altar and tore up the old leather mat, which was still warm from Mo Fan sitting on it.