"Hahahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
At that moment, Luo Feng, looking at the blade in his hand, wore a smile as radiant as a blooming flower.
"What is the host laughing at? What kind of laughter is that?"
"Damn, is he possessed? Why is he behaving so strangely?"
"Master Gu, run, the host seems to be cursed."
Luo Feng's laughter was so eerie that it sent chills down everyone's spine. Late in the night, in an ancient tomb, such laughter was more than enough to frighten people.
At this moment, Master Gu turned his head, looked at Luo Feng and asked, "Little Luo, what is the matter?"
"Hahaha, I found a great treasure. What other reason could there be?"
Luo Feng's smile widened gradually as he burst into hearty laughter. Master Gu walked briskly over to him. Anything that Luo Feng would call a treasure had to be something remarkable indeed.
"Little Luo, what kind of treasure is it? To think you're laughing so heartily because of it?"
