Chapter 62 (1/2)

”I've always been lucky.” Mu GE's eyes are slightly narrowed, and there is a moving look in his eyes.

Although we don't know the value of the things in the wooden box, we can let the most powerful man in Linchuan land say such words, and Mu Ge doesn't need to think about it, and he knows he can find his own stool.

A faint smile rose from the corner of her lips, looking at the token and pill in the wooden box. At this time, Mu Ge had forgotten her anger at the man who had been taught repeatedly.

Fingertip to the side of the pill, Mu Ge first picked up the token without a word.

”It's heavy.”

Holding the token in his hand, Mu Ge felt as if he had more than one hundred catties in his hand.

If she had not been the top cultivation of Huang Jing, I'm afraid this token would have made a fool of her. In front of this man, disgrace again.

Frowning, Mu Ge doubts the weight of the token. At the same time, he also gently stroked the surface of the token with his fingertips. Determine what material the token is made of.

However, after touching for a long time, Mu Ge is still not sure about the material of the token.

This token is very smooth, but its color is turbid and dark. Touch it, there is a light cold, but not as delicate as jade.

Metal? Mu Ge is denied in the heart.

She didn't know how metal was used in the world, but her previous experience told her that the token in her hand was not like metal.

Stone? But glossiness seems to go beyond stone.

Most importantly, this mass beyond volume cannot match the various substances known in Mu GE's mind.

”What is the use of this token?” Compared with the material of the token, Moog is more concerned about its use.