Beside the mansion of the City Lord.
Zhang Xiaohao still sat in the room in the corner, completely unaware of what was happening underground. If he knew, he would seriously tell Zhunti that the old Watanabe has been casually slaughtered by him.
Your plans have fallen through.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaohao had reached the critical moment of refining Du Bian City Lord's storage bag.
"Refine!" With a low growl from Zhang Xiaohao.
Du Bian City Lord's storage bag, with the help of Zhang Xiaohao's mysterious ancient refining technique, was finally refined.
Shua!
In the next instant, Zhang Xiaohao's Divine Thought swept inside, encountering no resistance, and entered Du Bian City Lord's storage bag.
Inside, piles of treasures were stacked like a small mobile treasury, and there was also a large collection of portraits of a middle-aged woman.
