ChineseBecause, in Asadlan's room, there are things that are most important to him.

Thinking of this, Jin Feng's heart was beating rapidly. Without any scruples, the strong flashlight kept swaying in the room, and it was Jin Feng's somewhat trembling hand.

The room, which had never been opened for a hundred years, was flooded by the sea, and all kinds of creatures flew around in the room. In the darkness, only dull and eerie voices could be heard, eerie and terrifying.

Empty bed, nothing. The permanently preserved tung oil floor is a mess, and it seems that disaster happened yesterday.

Everything in front of me was so familiar and yet unfamiliar. In this room, I talked freely with Asadlan about the general trend of the world, which broadened my horizons and made my heart no longer limited to China, but the whole world.

Jin Feng was a little sentimental, but he didn't have time to be sentimental. The flashlight flickered in the room, looking for it incessantly.

A golden reflection suddenly met Jin Feng's eyes, and he hurriedly swam over. On the waxed teak desk, Jin Feng raised his hand and grabbed an enamelled 18K gold watch, and then put it in his bag without looking at it.

It was Asadlan's pocket watch, which was given to him by his father, who was king. There was also a fountain pen and a sheepskin diary on the table, but unfortunately the pen was still there, but the diary was soaked in the sea and turned to ashes.

There were several gold objects left on the ground, one was a ruby ring and the other was a five-carat diamond ring.

There is also a luxury item dedicated to the royal family of bullfighting. Gold heraldic belt buckle. A gold chain with a length of more than one and a half meters lies quietly on the floor, and at the other end of the gold chain is a white gold cross.

The workmanship is very exquisite. A family brooch badge is preserved in perfect condition. These were all picked up and put away by Jin Feng.

Suddenly, Jin Feng's body was stunned. Under the illumination of the strong flashlight, a large box came into Jin Feng's eyes.

This box was given to Asadlan by Jin Feng, and it was made of ebony, the most precious and least water-resistant wood at that time.

Approaching the box, brushing away the mud and dust on the box, reaching out and touching the edge of the lid, a wild wave stirred up in my heart.

The wax from that year is still there, proving that this box has never been opened. The contents should still be very well preserved.

After cleaning up the surroundings of the box in a few clicks and taking a closer look, Jin Feng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he frowned.

The ebony crate has turned black everywhere, showing signs of carbonization. Although ebony is not afraid of water, it still decays after years of immersion in seawater.

Seeing this situation, Jin Feng didn't dare to move again. Called Goli and Uncle Six over, brought the sealed bag, carefully and carefully packed the big ebony box and released the seawater, and hoisted it as soon as possible.

After taking two flashlights and quickly returning to the room, Jin Feng searched the room carefully. Every place, every inch and corner, Jin Feng did not let go.

The wooden cabinets were all falling apart, and there were a few things scattered on the floor. There was an iron box that attracted Jin Feng's attention, and he picked up the iron box and started very heavy.

Jin Feng hurriedly took out the sealed bag and packed the box, squeezed out the seawater and put it into the filter bag behind him. Although he didn't open the box, Jin Feng knew what it contained.

An old-fashioned revolver with silver and flowers. The length of the gun can almost catch up with the folding 56 and a half, the barrel is very long, and the shape looks very elegant.

This is the Colt Texas Paxson No. 5 holster revolver, and there are only a thousand of them in the world. The current auction price is as high as 500,000 Daolang.

At that time, Asadlan had several revolvers and two rifles, and he took two of the most advanced ones himself.

The rest of this Asadlan was left to himself. Next to the gun box, there was a long box.

The moment he saw the box, Jin Feng's hands were shaking. In this box, there is a dagger that he gave to Asadlan.

Meteorite Dagger! Brute-force cracking opened the box, and a puff of dust rose up. Jin Feng didn't go to the dagger, because he knew that once he got the dagger blade, his finger would be useless.

Gently shaking the box, shaking off the dust floating, under the light of several fixed flashlights, a dagger glowing with a dark light quietly revealed its true body.

At this moment, Jin Feng's breathing had stopped. It's the only thing that still exists to prove yourself.

Precious. Even if he asked Jin Feng to exchange that piece of meat lingzhi and Zhumu Snow Lotus, Jin Feng nodded and agreed without hesitation.

The sharkskin scabbard was mostly damaged, and gently, carefully, reached out to grasp the handle.

It is no more than twenty-five centimeters long, made of meteoric iron, and the blade is in the shape of a double-edged willow leaf, and the blade is densely covered with dark golden snowflake petal-like patterns.

Under the light of the flashlight, the snowflakes shimmered on the dark blade. It's like the quiet polar eternal night, and the snow falls silently.

It's beautiful to the extreme, and it's weird to the extreme. The moment the hand just touched the hilt, a cold chill pierced into the palm, chilling the bones and cold to the bone marrow.

Holding the handle, Jin Feng's hand couldn't help but tremble. Even if you are under the sea at a height of 160 meters, you can feel the chill of the forest.

On the swarthy dagger, dark golden patterns flickered, piercing deep into Jin Feng's eyes. Jin Feng held the dagger tightly, feeling the strange and familiar coldness, which made Jin Feng haunted him.

A surging and ferocious killing intent came from inside the dagger, making Jin Feng's blood boil. It was the roar of the souls of countless people with lofty ideals for two thousand years, which made Jin Feng feel proud in an instant.

Jin Feng gritted his teeth tightly, stared at this black gold canopy with a solemn expression, and hissed

"Mrs. Xu's sword. ”

"Don't come—it's fine!" took out the box that had been prepared for more than a year, and Jin Feng put the dagger into it and put it in his big bag.

After a hundred years, this dagger returned to his hands again, and Jin Feng was already satisfied. Even if the other porcelain and gold statues are shattered, they don't care about it.

Holding back the excitement and beating wildly, Jin Feng continued to rummage through the room. In addition to those things just now, Jin Feng also clearly remembered that there was a state-of-the-art safe in the room at that time.

There are a few good things placed in the safe, which can be said to be the essence of the entire Shenzhou, representing the most pinnacle of craftsmanship in the entire Shenzhou.

One is the Xuande furnace, the other is the Xuande blue and white plate, and the other is the most unique bronze in the entire Shenzhou.

There are also two things that Asadland considers to be treasures. It was the most important royal treasure of their bullfighting royal family.

The visibility inside was very low, and there were a lot of floating dust and debris rising, which seriously blocked Jin Feng's vision.

After turning around, he didn't find the safe, and Jin Feng's mood became a little impatient. The things in this safe meant no less to Jin Feng than Mrs. Xu's sword.

Especially the treasures of the bullfighting royal family. After finding these treasures, Jin Feng was qualified enough to negotiate with the bullfighting royal family.

The more you can't find it, the more you can't be anxious. Slowly holding his breath, the bubbles in his mouth slowly decreased, Jin Feng hovered over the room, quietly scanning every corner.

The flashlight shone through every inch and shifted back away. Suddenly, the flashlight moved back and shone on the empty bed.

Lean down and lie on the ground with your whole body under the bed. Beneath the bed, a rusted safe lay horizontally, and the outline of the handle of the safe door could still be seen.

Jin Feng let out a long breath, and a series of bubbles came out. There should be less, one piece is not less. Jin Feng was determined.

Dragged the safe out with all his might, and the heavy weight made Jin Feng feel a little difficult. With the joint efforts of several people, the safe was hoisted ashore, and Jin Feng had no nostalgia and went straight to the sea.

Jin Feng didn't even look at those paulownia boxes, and directly moved the safe and sealed boxes to the yacht cabin.

The heavy safe pulled out a few deep and long marks on the teak floor of the luxury yacht, and the seventh ancestor felt a heartache.

At the same time, the Seventh Ancestor was full of curiosity about these things. What can be taken care of by his own brother, that desperate big baby doesn't have to run.

The safe doesn't bother with him for the time being, and neither does the sealed teak chest. The first thing Jin Feng had to do was to unseal the bag and further dispose of Asadran's body.

Piece after piece of corpse bones were picked up and wiped clean by Jin Feng, his movements were slow, and his expression was serious.

The Seventh Ancestor and Su He watched Jin Feng wipe every piece of corpse as if he was caressing a lover's caress and delicateness, and they couldn't help but feel a chill.

"I don't think my brother has that kind of fetish. ”

"My Nima, oh, goosebumps are up. Every time he wiped a bone, Jin Feng wrapped it in silk satin and put it in a brand new alloy box.

The expression was solemn, with a touch of sentimentality. Cat flutter Chinese