"Well, what's this? It's so tight." Tang Yu is speechless, thinking that there are antiques here, and it must be the Holy Tianjing Monkey that put them here. If the St. Tianjinglin monkey gives itself a map of the distribution of ancient treasures, then the fork.

Tang Yu couldn't wait to open it. He didn't realize that the mahogany box was so hard that it was obviously not ordinary wood. Tang Yu smiled: "This thing is really strong!"

"Brother Yu, I'm coming." Xiaolong Nv seems to see that Tang Yu, the shell of ancient treasures, can not be opened. She just comes up, stretches out her onion finger, pushes her...