C252 Zhang Feng

Zhao Zhenzong's soul also floated out from his sea of consciousness. He looked at the surrounding arrangements and sighed. He rolled up his soul energy and pulled open the drawer of the wooden table. Then, he took out an exquisite piece of paper.

The hairpin was entirely made of Heavenly Profound Gold. At the end of the golden hairpin, there was a lifelike Vermillion Bird hovering in the air