Hua Yuqiong looked at the simple and unpretentious key in his hand and handed it to Lan Shao. Lan Shao immediately understood, took the key, and stepped forward to open the lock.

The door of the treasury was pushed open by Lan Shao, and a long passage was reflected in the eyes of Hua Yuqiong.

The passage was connected to rows of display shelves, which were filled with all kinds of precious cultural toys, and at the bottom were heavy large boxes.

Hua Yuqiong stepped in, and Lan Shao followed. Hua Yuqiong's gaze swept over the rows of large wooden boxes, and the contents of the boxes were reflected in Hua Yuqiong's eyes.

It turned out to be boxes of gold and silver jewelry!

Hua Yuqiong smiled in her eyes, glanced at the row of large boxes again, raised her feet and continued to walk forward.

The display shelves for medicinal herbs are in the middle. Hua Yuqiong saw the rare herbs that were packed in the glass box, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she walked over quickly.

"Good guy, it's actually a thousand-year-old cloud root!"

Hua Yuqiong carefully picked up a glass box, and looked through the glass at the root that looked like a tree root, but there was a brown medicinal herb shaped like an auspicious cloud growing at the tip of the root, and her eyes revealed joy.

Lan Shao heard the surprise voice of Hua Yuqiong, and couldn't help but glance at the thousand-year-old Yungen.

She didn't understand anything about medicine, and she couldn't feel anything other than knowing that it was a very precious and rare medicinal material.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" behind him.

Lan Shao heard the sound and quickly looked over.

I saw that the door of the treasury was suddenly closed.

Lan Shao's eyes were shocked, and he turned his head to look at Hua Yuqiong.

"Master!"

As if she hadn't heard, Hua Yuqiong picked up another glass box and exclaimed, "There are actually five hundred years of snake grass!"

Lan Shao saw that Hua Yuqiong was devoting herself to the herbs, and she didn't worry about anything happening, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, and naturally she didn't say anything, but she still looked around very vigilantly.

Putting the thousand-year-old cloud root and the five-hundred-year-old snake grass into the space, Hua Yuqiong continued to walk forward.

Looking at the glass boxes one by one, a look of joy appeared in her eyes, and she just wanted to stretch out her hand to get up and take a closer look, when a sharp aura burst into her hand like lightning, and her eyes were sharp, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

That breath hit the glass box that Hua Yuqiong had originally taken a fancy to, and in an instant, the box and the herbs inside were crushed into slag.

Lan Shao's cold eyes were slightly cold, and he pulled out the Fulong Sword from his waist and looked around cautiously.

"Master! It didn't hurt, did it? ”

"Nope."

Hua Yuqiong shook her head, looking at the place where the breath hit, a chill gradually appeared in her phoenix eyes, and said softly to Lan Shao: "You must remember to protect yourself, don't worry about me." ”

"Yes!"

Although Lan Shao was afraid that something would happen to Hua Yuqiong, since Hua Yuqiong had already ordered her, no matter how worried she was, she could only obey the order.

Moreover, she believes in her master, who is blessed with a great life, and his cultivation is much higher than her. If she said it, the master might have to worry about her safety.

"Your Excellency, your prince personally allowed me to come here to get medicinal herbs, if Your Excellency didn't know before, I will tell you now." Seeing that the man did not show up, Hua Yuqiong also raised his voice and said.

Although she knew, the two Spirit Kings were determined to want her to die here.

The Spirit King didn't speak, and in the blink of an eye, another chilling attack struck.