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

　　Ye Fan also frowned slightly at this time, wondering what the hell this man was going to do.

　　"I fought with you!"

　　Although his aura was like a rainbow, he couldn't move half a minute with his spine broken into three sections.

　　Even if he has a strong spirit as support, his body is already completely overloaded!

　　With the last of his strength, he threw the black gold long sword out, and at the moment when the long sword was shot, a roar shouted out from his mouth at the same time.

　　"Chen Fusheng, don't pretend to be dead, take Qiqi away!"

　　At the moment when his voice fell, Chen Fusheng, who was completely embedded in the wall, also opened his eyes at this time.

　　Breaking free from the depression, he cautiously glanced at Zhang Yuanming.

　　Everything was going on at the same time, and at the moment Chen Fusheng landed, the long knife was precisely inserted on the head of the Overlord Salamander.

　　"嘤~嘤~嘤~"

　　The voice like a baby crying came from the mouth of this big guy, and everyone's eyes were filled with a sense of disobedience.

　　"Zhang Yuanming, I owe you a favor!"

　　Without even looking at the Overlord Salamander, Chen Fusheng turned around and ran away. At the same time, his voice came from behind Zhang Yuanming.

　　Hearing this ridiculous voice, Zhang Yuanming's eyes gradually narrowed.

　　"I'll wait for you, give me back..."

　　In the Nanyang Caolu, Zhuge Huixin looked at Zhuge Jing lying on the bamboo bed amid the cries of the crowd.

　　After carefully pondering what the ancestors said, a seven orifices exquisite heart has been used to the extreme.

　　His fingers twitched gently on his knuckles, and he finally closed his eyes. As a tear fell from the corner of his eyes, he muttered to himself, "Zhuge Xintao is dead..."

　　"What did you say?"

　　Zhuge Huimin, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at him incredulously.

　　For his cheap big brother, although I look down on him from the bottom of my heart, I also know that he is powerful.

　　One-handed calculation has already reached the point of perfection, since he said that Zhuge Xintao is dead, then he must be dead.

　　Without answering Zhuge Huimin's words, Zhuge Xintao's eyes narrowed.

　　Until now, there have been countless bones of the Zhuge family in the lying grave, and the ancestors of the Zhuge family have passed away.

　　The loss, only he, the contemporary family owner, understands.

　　Seeing him stand up, Zhuge Huimin grabbed his broad hand and said after a few seconds of indifference, "Brother, why don't you forget it."

　　"Hehe, forget it, until now, it's not as simple as that."

　　Hearing this, Zhuge Huimin slowly let go of his hand.

　　She knew that the Zhuge family had always been known for their wisdom since their existence, but at the same time every family head or clan was paranoid.

　　What they have identified, even ten cows can't pull it back.

　　"What are you going to do?"

　　Looking up and looking at the profile of her cheap elder brother, she asked in a low voice.

　　? Zhuge Huimin's words silenced Zhuge Huixin, and finally a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

　　"Since my Zhuge family has suffered such heavy losses, it cannot make this world quiet."

　　"Let this muddy water be a little more turbid."

　　No emotional words made Zhuge Hui's scalp tingling. She seemed to already know what Zhuge Huixin was going to do, but she could tell her rationally if she really did it.

　　The final outcome must be a sensation in the world.

　　"Brother, have you thought about it?"

　　"Um......"

　　Zhuge Jing's death spread to all the aristocratic families in just one hour.

　　Just when everyone thought that Zhuge Jing died of old age, a rumor like a nuclear bomb exploded from the Zhuge family.

　　The ancestor of the Zhuge family was lying on the grave at night, and was swallowed by the secret, and he said on his deathbed: "The owner of the tomb started in Kunlun, and ends in Kunlun. Humans are not human, and saints are not saints."

　　The words without a beginning and a tail immediately attracted countless speculations. In just half a day, the Zhuge family was already full, and the threshold was lowered by more than half an inch.

　　Zhuge Jing's death became their interface, and the main purpose was to find out the truth about Zhuge Jing's death.

　　Zhuge Huixin, who was wearing a white filial attire, stood at the door with a sad face, and greeted the people who came to pay tribute.

　　When he saw a fat man, his eyes narrowed slightly.

　　He quickly restrained his mood, clasped his fists and cupped his hands: "Looking for the boss, stay safe?"

　　Hearing the unhappiness, Zhao Zhaozhao still looked sad, and even saw two tears the size of sesame and mung bean on his mourning face.

　　"Patriarch Zhuge, you have to mourn and obey. Although the old man died young after only [-] years old, his contribution to the country is obvious to all."

　　"Don't worry, I have already contacted, and someone will come to present the award tomorrow."

　　Zhao Zhaozhao, who was looking at the pear blossoms with rain, frowned.

　　Because they didn't know this person at all, but they cried so fiercely when they saw him before entering the door.

　　It seems that it should be the most talented person in the Zhuge family.

　　"¨¨You also condolences."

　　After comforting Zhao Zhaozhao a few words, Zhuge Huixin invited him in, just as he passed by him.

　　The steady and solemn words immediately reached Zhuge Huixin's ears.

　　"I don't know if Zhuge Patriarch has time to talk."

　　As he spoke, a pair of big hands wrapped around his arms.

　　Dodging without a trace, looking at Zhao Zhaozhao's big fat face, Zhuge Huixin spoke up.

　　"I still need to welcome guests here, you'd better please."

　　With that said, the other principals of the Zhuge family came up and dragged them into the yard. "almost."

　　Looking at Zhao Zhaozhao who was pulled in, Zhuge Hui thought lightly in confidence and looked the way he had come.

　　"Why didn't you come..."

　　Lying in the grave, Chen Fusheng burst into tears listening to the sound of tearing from behind.

　　Zhang Qiqi, who was in her arms, was also dying, and her chest was floating.

　　"Zhang Qiqi, you have to hold on, this is the way out for me by your brother!"

　　The current Zhang Qiqi became his last thought, although the overlord salamander behind him was temporarily blocked by Zhang Yuanming.

　　But Chen Fusheng knew in his heart that the blocking time mainly depends on whether Zhang Yuanming has enough flesh on his body.

　　The sudden silence behind him made him quiet.

　　The fast legs that were upside down stopped directly in place.

　　The damp breath came from behind, and he could even smell the stench from the beast's mouth.

　　At this time, he was like a marionette, as if a steel bar was inserted into his neck, and he couldn't move it at all.

　　"Guru~"

　　Difficulty swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he felt that he turned his head slowly at the slowest speed in his life.

　　At the moment of looking at the huge head of the giant salamander, the big mouth of the blood basin also covered him.

　　Without a single scream, he disappeared directly into the tunnel (money is good).

　　The entire tomb fell silent again, but Ye Fan looked at a gravel pile with interest.

　　The overlord salamander returned to the dark river. When the tomb was completely silent, a person fell out of the gravel pile.

　　"Cough cough!"

　　A violent cough resounded in the tunnel, and a faint echo wafted inside.

　　Zhang Yuanming looked grimly at the direction in which the overlord salamander disappeared, and he didn't know what to say softly.

　　The re-lighting of the live broadcast room made everyone's eyes widen, and netizens who thought everything was over widened their eyes.

　　"My Nima! This person is not dead!"

　　"Hey~ how did he run away!"

　　"I'm going, this guy is a ruthless man, he can sacrifice everything to live!"

　　"It's really awesome. I used to be my brother and sister, but now I have abandoned it. I appreciate you very much!"

　　Netizens were stunned by Zhang Yuanming's actions.

　　But Zhang Yuanming, who was panting like a cow, was also in great pain.

　　But his principles are different, death is okay, but he must know the truth.

　　The powerful spirit dragged his broken body slowly forward.

　　Behind him, a bloodstain stretched out, which was shocking to see.

　　"Cough cough~"

　　With no strength, he could only crawl forward in the end.

　　The flesh and blood on both hands has completely disappeared, and the flesh and blood inside can be clearly seen.

　　Gala~

　　A series of knocks sounded in the tunnel, and just when he saw a stone door carved with dragons and phoenixes in front of him, a huge centipede crawled over from the darkness

　　Looking at the stone gate and the giant centipede that appeared in front of him, a happy smile appeared on his face.

　　"I won!".

Chapter 89