C558 The Nightclub Bu Yaoyao!

“Cemetery?” Lo Li paused, puzzled.

Bu Yaoyao sighed softly, “I don’t know whose cemetery it is, but their clothing is completely different from ours. Even after thousands of years, the fabric hasn’t decayed and there are still large remnants.”

Worried that Lo Li might not believe her, she handed over a piece of her treasured collection.

“This is from that cemetery