C1225 To Transform into a Dragon and Leave

Box, rectangular, ancient and mottled. It was unknown what kind of wood it was, but its surface had already cracked, but it was only cracking.

"What's in it?"

The box was tightly held by the corpse, and when the corpse's hand bone was held on the surface of the box, it had already formed a palm imprint. His grip was tight.

Yue Yi curiously moved the hand bone away, but just as he touched it