Tomb Piracy Notes _ Nanpai Sanshu _ txt Novel Paradise
"It's really grave robbery." I said, picking up a beeswax bracelet. This is a string of old beeswax with gold wire, which has been blackened for a long time. As soon as I saw it, I knew it was something from Tibet and it was priceless. But why only touch these things? This string of old beeswax is worth at least one of the most advanced off-road vehicles! The fat man took it over, looked at it, and put it on his hand directly: "I don't know the goods!" Said a kiss, "good ah, don't be sad!"! Those people don't know the goods. Fat Master, I'll love you.