The Xuanyuan Tomb I Built Has Attracted Tomb Robbers from All over the World

　　The frescoes are like nails in the eye, as long as you look at them, you can't pull them out.

　　The whole person seems to be controlled by something, walking forward uncontrollably.

　　"Be careful!"?????????????

　　The companion behind him saw that Dahan was out of control, and quickly reminded him.

　　But it was already too late. Just as he stepped into the room, the charred black hair wrapped around his body as if it had come alive.

　　Immediately afterwards, the whole person was thrown into the black-haired demon plant.

　　? He didn't even give a chance to scream, his hair went straight into his mouth.

　　?Let him only make a rattling sound.

　　He watched helplessly as his companion was swallowed by the black hair.

　　The hair on the person behind him stood up instantly, and his scalp felt numb.

　　A pair of eyes didn't know where to look.

　　Just stay on the ground.

　　Listening to the movement behind, Zhang Yuanming didn't bring his head back.

　　He knew that someone would definitely see it, and he knew that when the person died, no one would see it again.

　　"Dude Yuanming, this suspension bridge..."

　　Zhuge Xintao felt frightened when he saw this black iron suspension bridge.

　　Although it seems that there is nothing on it at present, it can be seen from the organs stored in this tomb.

　　There should be an unexpected trigger method.

　　"Is it absolutely possible that you have something to do with this mural."

　　Zhang Yuanming watched for a long time, but he didn't see why.

　　But there must be something strange in the surrounding murals, so it seems that there is a connection between them.

　　His words made Zhuge Xintao frown, and his eyes wanted to look around.

　　But when he thought of the weird scene before, he still didn't dare to lift his head up.

　　As if he knew what he was thinking, Zhang Yuanming lightly patted Zhuge Xintao on the shoulder and said, "It's alright, just watch it if you want, I'll watch it for you."

　　Looking at Zhang Yuanming, who was unreliable, Zhuge Xintao shook his head decisively.

　　Once bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of the well rope, but Zhang Yuanming was already scared.

　　Seeing that he refused so decisively, Zhang Yuanming just touched his nose in embarrassment.

　　Are you really that unreliable?

　　"Hey, Brother Xintao, don't you believe me? I'm a good person."

　　"Get out of here!"

　　After thinking about it, when there was absolutely no way, Zhuge Xintao could only look at Zhang Yuanming, and finally nodded, agreeing to Zhang Yuanming.

　　Seeing him nodding, Zhang Yuanming rejoiced in his heart: "Brother Xintao still has a big picture, don't worry, everything is left to me."

　　He patted his chest hard and looked at Zhuge Xintao confidently.

　　? But in Zhuge Xintao's eyes, he could only feel the scalp tingling.

　　? Don't say anything, and slowly raised his head.

　　A mysterious and mysterious feeling grew in his heart.

　　? The eyes gradually became dull, and finally slowly walked to the side of the trail.

　　Snapped!

　　Loud slaps sounded all around.

　　Zhuge Xintao's eyes quickly returned to his senses, and he looked at Zhang Yuanming in disbelief.

　　Looking at his surprised eyes, Zhang Yuanming's heart was also full of embarrassment.

　　Shaking his numb hands, he said apologetically, "Good medicine is bitter, man, please bear with it."

　　"I'll go to your uncle!"

　　Zhuge Xintao, whose face was red with anger, could not wait to slaughter the bastard in front of him.

　　All this time, I still remember the slap just now.

　　But he forgot that he started the slap battle first...

　　"Xiaoqi, Xiaqi, what did Brother Xintao find?"

　　Hearing the question about the punctuality, Zhuge Xintao was silent at first, and finally said somewhat uncertainly:

　　"The seat on this looks like a pattern..."

　　"Like what?"

　　"It seems to form some kind of formation..."

　　His voice slowly disappeared, and Zhang Yuanming's brows gradually wrinkled.

　　How can there be a formation here.

　　You must know that they are preparing to steal from behind.

　　The general formation should exist in the front hall, that is, behind the tomb door of the tomb.

　　How could it be here?

　　Is it...

　　Could it be that the real tomb should be below? .

Chapter 80

　　Looking at Zhuge Xintao suspiciously, if what he said is correct, then this tomb is really too weird.

　　In front of it is a corridor with countless organs and zongzi, and a tomb.

　　Arrays and tomb-suppressing beasts were added later.

　　With so many things put together, it doesn't look like a tomb.

　　It's more like a kill.

　　A killing formation that lured them in.

　　At this time, Ce Zhuge Xintao also fell into contemplation, although he did not fully read this - the big array.

　　But from the details, there is still a trace of Wuhou Qimen's shadow.

　　Could it be said that when the tomb was built, there were people from his own family who took action.

　　But it has never appeared in the books of the Zhuge family?

　　Huge doubts took root in his heart, and in the end he could only forcibly restrain his mood and look at Zhang Yuanming.

　　"Although there is a large formation above, it has nothing to do with this suspension bridge. It should be set up to prevent the records on the top of the cave from leaking out."

　　"To prevent the leakage of records, can you not draw it?"

　　At this time, Chen Fusheng finally couldn't stand up anymore, and picked up the conversation.

　　Zhuge Xintao was also taken aback when he heard this, yes, if he was afraid of leaking, he should not draw at all.

　　Now that I draw it and don't let me see it, it can only be said that the wolf of Wall Street is an expert.

　　At this moment, Zhang Yuanming shook his head.

　　"What if it's just a killing formation? Everything on it is written in ancient times, and no one can read it at all."

　　"But according to human nature, the more you don't understand things, the more you want to see them. By analogy, the possibility of killing the formation is more likely."

　　Zhang Yuanming's words made the two nod, it was true, but what was the purpose of this killing formation?

　　Stop people from entering the tomb?

　　But if you don't see it, you can go to the tomb?

　　And it has nothing to do with this suspension bridge, it's just superfluous!

　　The more they think about it, the more they can't figure it out. The three people's eyes can only focus on the suspension bridge connecting both sides.

　　Since Zhuge Xintao said, this big formation has nothing to do with the suspension bridge.

　　Then they will be more at ease.

　　Because among the only remaining people, only Zhuge Xintao can stand alone in formation.

　　He placed his finger on the black iron suspension bridge, and an icy cold instantly spread from his finger to his entire body.

　　Zhang Yuanming shuddered and looked at the Xuantie Suspension Bridge in disbelief, without wrinkling into a pimple.

　　"Is this Frost Ice Profound Iron?"

　　Hearing this name, Chen Fusheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

　　Looking carefully at the structure of the entire suspension bridge, the more I look at it, the more I think it is possible.

　　The name Frost Ice Black Iron is full of fantasy, but it actually exists.

　　There is such a treasure in the Chen family, which was dug out of a general's tomb.

　　The whole body is snow-white, with silver guns and silver armor, and it is cold to start.

　　According to the research of their Chen family, the owner of this armor should be Huo Qubing, a famous general of the Han Dynasty at that time!

　　The armor was invulnerable to swords and spears, water and fire did not invade, it was like jade to the touch, but it weighed sixty-six kilograms and sixty-two.

　　The person who wears it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and always wins the general!

　　This is a treasure, and now it has been made into a suspension bridge, which is simply a waste!