C382 Cryptic Pit

Yun Qingyu's beautiful face was pale and wrinkled slightly. She was still unconscious.

Suddenly, Yun Qingyu coughed twice, turned around and slowly opened his eyes.

Everything around him was pitch black. There was no light at all, only a blurry blur.

Not being able to see clearly, Yun Qingyu gently rubbed his eyes and conveniently touched his golden staff