C452 Divine royal medallion

Divine Royal Medallion

With a wave of Yu Hua Qing's sleeve.

A gust of cool breeze blew towards the end of the secret room, blowing the white mist that had covered the end of the room.

"Is this what you meant by treasure?"

As the mist dispersed, Su Nan could clearly see what was at the end of the secret room. It was a person, a dead person lying on a stone chair