1513 Man with the Mustache?

Qin Yu frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "It seems that there are still people who refuse to give up. However, to be able to move freely in such a place, he does have some ability."

Looking at his nimble movements, Qin Yu didn't believe it was in a mausoleum.

"If I can follow him to pick up some treasures, it's not a bad idea too," Qin Yu thought.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu immediately walked up to him.

When Qin Yu reached his back, he looked at him quietly.

He was very serious and did not notice Qin Yu behind him.

Qin Yu followed the man's gaze and saw nothing in front of him. It was a piece of desolate land.

And his fingers seemed to be wearing some magical artifact, moving extremely fast.

"What are you looking for here?" Qin Yu finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

Hearing this voice, the other party was so frightened that he staggered and fell heavily to the ground.

"D*mn it! You scared me to death... F*ck!"