"Quicksand?..."

Fang Ming murmured that he was afraid of the quicksand.

"let's go as soon as possible. We must be careful not to generate any larger air flow. Even if we breathe, we should try to keep it as small as possible. Otherwise, a tiny air flow can cause turbulence and riot of quicksand."

Fang Ming said as he walked slowly.

"well Let's go quickly. It seems that you are really walking on the steel wire. If a riot caused by quicksand accidentally, shall we bury our bones here? "

Fang Ming joked.

"well, this is true. If we are not careful or lucky, maybe we will bury our bones...