"Give me the tomb map first!" Zhao Tiezhu took a deep look at the red-robed man, and the blood in his eyes gradually faded away. In an instant, he restored the former Qingming dynasty.

People in red robes dare not hesitate to take out the picture of the god's tomb immediately. Chu Wu sneered and went to the person in front of the red robe. He grabbed it from his hand, and then looked at Zhao Tiezhu excitedly. This is the God in his mind.

"If you have anything to say, if there are no secrets that interest me, you know the consequences!" Zhao Tiezhu smiled slightly, although it has...