Chapter 184: They Are All Dead...

Ouyang Qingming's pupils dilated as he looked at his subordinates leaning against the doorway stone wall.

They were covered in snow, turned into snowmen.

The men that Ouyang Qingming brought with him brushed the snow off them, revealing their heads.

Their faces were purplish, and after a night, their bodies were all stiff.

The man took a few steps back and told Ouyang Qingming in horror, "Young Master, they, they're all dead..."

The cold wind carrying snowflakes drilled into Ouyang Qingming's neck, making him shiver uncontrollably.

It seemed someone had infiltrated his secret base, he urgently said, "Quick, go check if those beauty pots are still there!"

"Yes!" His subordinates didn't dare to delay, immediately supporting Ouyang Qingming into the cave.

A few people arrived at the second underground floor, Ouyang Qingming saw the beauty pots and let out a sigh of relief.

He counted them, one beauty pot was missing, Ouyang Qingming's eyes darkened.