C168 Divine Crossbow

Finally, after a tough struggle, Ye Ziheng finally pushed away a third of the coffin. His forehead was covered with sweat, and he was breathing heavily. His face was red.

Ye Ziheng wiped the coffin with his sleeve and looked into the coffin.

He stretched out his hand and took out the crossbow. He looked at the crossbow and his face was full of joy