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ok a suitcase from the guard behind him, and then opened the curtain and walked into it.

Two rows of lighted candles are enough to make the inside very bright, and it is easy for Chagambara to see this visit at a glance.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, with gray hair, but his face looked quite young, making it impossible to judge his true age. Moreover, he is still a worldly expert with all kinds of incredible methods.

In addition to this, there is also a cold-faced short-haired woman in the tent. This is a rare beauty, at least Chagambara was fascinated by it when she first saw 西安夜生活论坛 it.

But it was this thin woman who possessed the terror skills not inferior to Mr. Du, Chagambara, and naturally no longer fascinated. Such a woman could not be controlled by him.

“I have seen it.” Chagambara was quite respectful, and then greeted the woman again, “Miss 西安夜网论坛 Gong, we meet again.”

“Sit down, I have nothing to greet you here.” Waved his hand, “There are some teas that you can taste. They are all newly picked leaves after the spring rains in the south of the Yangtze River.”

Chaganbala said: “Master Qing, tea and chat are not as good as we talk about serious things first. I came here to let the master help find something.”

“Please say.”

So Chagambara put the suitcase in his hand on the blanket, straightened the opening to face the crossed person, and then stared at it. With his eyes, he slowly opened the suitcase, “Can you recognize this?” There was

a photo on one side of the suitcase, and the sight of a box at the bottom fell on the photo. After staring for a moment, there was a slight change in his eyes, and then he began to ponder.

I saw his fingers began to squeeze, which seemed to be some kind 新西安夜网 of arithmetic.

“How?”

“Is this, Fuxi and Nuwa Stone?” Stopped the finger movement, but at this moment, he looked at the box in the suitcase.

“That’s right!”

Chagambara nodded, “This is my holy object. When it was passed down to the fourth generation of Lord Heshuote, I was nowhere to be found.