C615 Wood Shavings in the Coffin

A rotten smell of wood that had been placed in the sun for a long time floated out. The Azure Dragon wrinkled his nose, "The smell of this coffin is a little too strong, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Zang Mei's eyelashes blinked, "Quickly take a look and see if you can find anything."

The Azure Dragon curled his lips and his face was filled with unwillingness. However