บท 562: Plague by Crisis

At that time, not to mention the throne, even his father would have to be polite to him.

Who wouldn't be tempted by such a treasure?

Thinking of this, Ao Ying observed everyone's expressions.

"Congratulations, Royal Brother!" Ye Chan's small face was flushed with excitement.

The son of King Rong had a complicated expression, but he still congratulated him in the end.

Zhao Fan didn't think too much about it and scratched his head.

Ao Ying automatically ignored He Chuan.

A small magistrate could be killed easily.

The Green Emperor's treasure might even move the Emperor. It was best only he knew about this.

"Lin Fu, open the door." Thinking of this, Ao Ying suddenly had an idea.

The bronze door was ten feet tall and five feet wide.

However, there were cultivators present, so there was no problem opening the door.

When He Chuan heard this, he pushed the door open with his martial arts men.