Hearing the word “go out,” the emaciated monk seemed to have been fished out from the frigid North Sea, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.,He glanced at the slender girl who remained silent, Ouyang Rong decisively turned his head and began to throw golden lotus flower lanterns towards the circular hole above.,Right now, the lotus lantern he picked up is in his hand. He doesn't know if it's real gold or just gilded. He weighed it and it seems quite valuable.。