Honghuang: Iron-Eating Beast, I Ate Yuanshi's Futon

When the sea of ​​clouds rolled in on the top of Kunlun Mountain, Su Chen was lying on a piece of bluestone basking in the sun. He turned over and his nose accidentally touched a raised grass stem at the edge of the stone crevice. There was a small piece of golden thread tied to the end of the grass stem, which seemed to have fallen off from an old object.