coffin. Then he glanced over the cave again, and a guess seemed to form in his mind.The winding underground river flows from the bottom of the copper coffin, flowing continuously for thousands of year...ncessantly!"Little brother, please kill me, kill me, don't let me suffer anymore."Su Xingyue looked at Chen Ping and said!Chen Ping frowned slightly, then stepped forward and grabbed Su Xingyue's wris...