Legend has it that the dragon clan has cool beauties (note: female dragons here) and wealth, and in their huge dragon **** can always find what adventurers crave.

Yang Jian and his group were groping around in the Dark Elf Graveyard at this time, looking for even the slightest hint of information about the treasure.

"Head", Hans moved a stone away, looked underneath, and shook his head in disappointment.

"This evil dragon is really a hair, and he can't even find a palm-sized gold nugget."

Yang Jian groped around in the grass, hoping to touch a few coins dropped by others.

Suddenly, he felt a slimy mass on his hand, still a little warm.

An ominous premonition swept through him.

"Mom!" As soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw a piece of brownish-green feces sticking tightly to his hand.

"Whew!" , Yang Jian scolded, and hurriedly wiped his palms with a tissue.

"Head", Hans was also very disappointed.

"Why don't you go to that crater and have a look, maybe you can find something."

"Okay", Yang Jian sniffed his hand vigorously as he walked, for fear that there would be even a trace of peculiar smell.

Soon, the crowd gathered next to the crater.

I saw that the radius of this pit was tens of meters, and the inside of the pit emitted a faint silver light, as if it was plated with a layer of enamel.

Yang Jian couldn't help but say, jumped into the pit, and jumped into the pit.

With a "swish", he quickly slipped to the bottom of the pit.

He patted the dust off his body and looked at the ground around him.

On the smooth ground, there are some gravel scattered around.

Yang Jian lowered his head and carefully searched the area, like an alert hound searching for its prey.

Soon, among the scattered rubble, he noticed something unusual.

A ring engraved with an ancient pattern, peeking out of a pile of rubble.

He stepped forward and tried to take the ring out.

The finger flips the rubble, and the ring reveals its full view.

I saw a purple stone, tightly set in the middle of the ring, revealing only a slight gap, so that even an adult man's index finger could not wear the ring.

The pattern carved on the stone is like a pupil, looking at the people around it, and it looks particularly enchanting.

Yang Jian carefully stroked the side of the ring with his hand, feeling the texture.

"If I'm right," a glint flashed in his eyes.

"The power of this evil thought ripples in the stone, it must be the energy crystallization of the evil dragon."

"Evil Thought Body", he gently spit out these words, and the ecstasy in his eyes was difficult to hide.

"As for this ring, it's probably the evil dragon that carries the ring of resentful souls."

Yang Jian groped out a small red gift box from his backpack, with a large heart pattern printed on it.

He carefully wiped the ring clean with a handkerchief, and then carefully placed it in the gift box.

"Click", the lid of the gift box was closed, and a faint light shone from the inside.

Yang Jian took the gift box in his hand, and then looked at the night sky in the north.

At this time, the night breeze was blowing, and the bright stars were twinkling, and finally they formed a girl's face.

Yang Jian solemnly raised the gift box in his hand and let it bathe in the starry sky.

He muttered to himself at the romantic starry sky.

"This is the best gift for Celia".