Qin Yun couldn't help complaining.

"Master, I'm so anxious that I can't eat hot tofu."

System channel.

Qin Yun was helpless, but he didn't want to eat cold tofu! He could only continue to wait.

Almost almost fell asleep.

After a while.

"Master, found it."

The system suddenly said.

Qin Yun looked at it and saw that the trading talisman suddenly stopped in the picture.

In a bush in front of the trading talisman, a gray-haired man who looked sixty or seventy years old was lying.

The old man with white hair was covered in blood, covered in scars, and his lips were black, as if he had been poisoned.
Chapter completed!