C1710 Big City Talisman

"We'll know if it's phoebe or not." As Zhen Jing spoke, he actually casually lifted the lid of a coffin beside him.

"Holy f * ck! You brat, you have no place to use your strength, right?" In the face of such a 'blockhead', a blind man really had a spark to ignite.

"Blind man, something's not right."

Just the lid of the iron coffin alone seemed to weigh over a hundred kilograms