Father, Brother Ting

Fu Su, who had followed in, was also shocked.

It was really terrifying for a person to suddenly appear in the gloomy secret room, okay?

However, when the two of them came back to their senses, they realized that it was not a living person.

Or rather, not human.

Fu Su walked forward.

Leng Ziling looked at the hostage who was even more anxious than him and frowned slightly. However, when he thought of Su Xiaoxiao's courage in killing enemies, he felt that it was normal for her not to be afraid.

It was a golden armor filled with dust and cobwebs. Fu Su wipe the armor with his sleeve.

Leng Ziling raised the torch.

Under the light of the fire, Fu Su recognized this armor.

Wei Xu once had a golden armor. It was rumored to be made of gold, but that was not the case. Gold was soft and its defense was not strong at all. The golden armor was made of black iron and brass. It was incomparably hard and abnormally heavy.