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

　　Until this time, Zhang Yuanming was truly dead.

　　But the news he brought out made the Chen family, the Zhang family, the Zhuge family and even some families who had not yet shot their eyes widen.

　　"It's a six-winged centipede..."

　　Chen Zhenbin slammed his butt on the Taishi chair, his eyes blank.

　　The leader this time is their Chen family. Of course, the Chen family can't let others down. They have sent more than [-] people to enter this grave.

　　But now no one can come out of it.

　　The entire Chen family's old house fell into silence, and the silence made people panic.

　　"Always carry the handle? Always carry the handle?"

　　Zhou Ying, who was sitting in second-in-command, gently pushed Chen Zhenbin, but got no response.

　　At this time, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, and he actually let so many people die in the tomb.

　　It is true that they explored the tomb, but the general policy was given by themselves.

　　Every detail of it has its own control, but I didn't expect that there are still so many accidents.

　　"President Chen takes the lead!"

　　Zhou Ying saw that Chen Zhenbin still didn't react at all, and pushed harder.

　　This time, he was able to regain his senses and looked at the unusually quiet crowd.

　　He also let out a long sigh in his heart.

　　"How to be good."

　　Compared with the Chen family, Zhang Zehao's face has no blood.

　　Zhang Yuanming is the most outstanding talent in the Zhang family except Zhang Qiming.

　　Now that he said he would die, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

　　At the same time, in my brain, I will never forget the last picture under the lens in my life.

　　"Hmph, six-winged centipede! It's actually a six-winged centipede! I didn't expect such a monster to exist in this world?"

　　Zhang Zehao's crying and laughing made Zhang Zejiong and Zhang Zedan's face look ugly.

　　It's not a good feeling to see my big brother become like this.

　　"Brother, my condolences!"

　　"The current Zhang family can't live without you!"

　　Zhang Zejiong patted Zhang Zehao's back gently, his words soothing.

　　But what he got was silence for a long time, because in Zhang Zehao's heart, he had already decided: "The Zhang family is over!"

　　The Zhang and Chen families fell into silence, and at this moment, a message reached everyone's ears.

　　The ancestor of the Zhuge family is dead!

　　The two homeowners who didn't feel anything at first just waved their hands tiredly to let their subordinates disperse. ?

　　However, when the second disappearance was spoken, their eyes widened.

　　"The head of the family/general manager, Zhuge Huixin, the head of the Zhuge family, has sent a message and invites the two of you to discuss important matters."

　　"He also said that Zhuge Jing, the ancestor of the Zhuge family, left his last words: 'It started in Kunlun and ended in the hills. Humans are not human, nor saints. During the day, cultivating immortals, Jiazi is nothing. When the snow-capped mountains rise to the top, the old people will return.'"

　　Listening to the subordinate's words, the faces of the two sank at the same time.

　　The rumors from the Zhuge family were immediately obtained by them.

　　But the words in it are too confusing, even the two old foxes can't catch any trace.

　　But now, the words that came from the Zhuge family again made their eyes widen.

　　If you look at it this way, then the Zhuge family must be hiding something!

　　"Come on, go to Zhuge Lu in Nanyang today!"

　　The exact same command came from the mouths of the two people, but they thought differently.

　　In the dead of night, in a thatched cottage of Zhuge's family in Nanyang, Zhao Zhaozhao stomped his feet anxiously.

　　Today, I do not know how many times I have looked for Zhuge Huixin, but they have been pushed over by various reasons.

　　It was not until the evening, when the first period of filial piety, that the first news came.

　　Say something to tell him not to worry, the person who should come hasn't come yet, so he has to wait patiently.

　　"I'm waiting for your uncle!"

　　The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Just as he was about to throw the teapot out of his hand, the bamboo door slowly opened.

　　"Mr. Zhao, be careful, that's a guy from the Qing Dynasty, please be careful."

　　Zhao Zhaozhao, who was hit with a hammer, put down the teapot in anger, and could only lie back on the bed angrily.

　　"What a broken bed, it's so hard!"

　　Except for Zhuge Huixin in the mourning hall, the aristocratic family members who were arranged in each thatched hut were like ants on a hot pot, spinning baldly on the ground.

　　Because Zhuge Jing's identity is too special, just their reputation can guarantee everything.

　　They really wanted to know what the last words meant, and what did the Zhuge family know!

　　"Big brother, the people from the Xu family are here."

　　Zhuge Huixin, who was standing in front of the charcoal brazier, nodded when he heard Zhuge Huimin's words. ?

　　Looking apologetically at Zhuge Jing's coffin, he stood up.

　　"Old Ancestor, all this is for the Zhuge family, please know it under the spring, don't blame the grandson."

　　Bowed three times to the coffin, turned around and walked out.

　　As soon as he stepped over the threshold, a middle-aged man dressed like a beggar stood in the yard.

　　Seeing Zhuge Huixin walking out, he walked into the mourning hall without saying a word.

　　Three incense candles were lit, three bows were respectfully bowed, and the incense candles were inserted into the small bronze tripod.

　　Looking quietly at the middle-aged man in front of him, Zhuge Huixin spoke up.

　　"Uncle Xu, long time no see."

　　Listening to the movement behind, Xu Feng turned his head to look at him, and then quietly looked at the coffin in the center.

　　"What the hell is Brother Zhuge's last words!"

　　The light words made Zhuge Huixin feel cold all over, and looked at Xu Feng in surprise, not knowing what those words meant.

　　After not hearing the reply from behind for a long time, Xu Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed.

　　"Since you don't want to say it, forget it."

　　Saying that, he turned around and walked outside, looking at Xu Feng who didn't give himself a chance to explain.

　　Zhuge Hui's confidence suddenly became anxious, and now the so-called lying on the grave has become an extremely troublesome existence.

　　What is most needed now is for a heavyweight figure to come out and sit down, and now the Zhang and Chen families have been beaten.

　　The Chen family may take another shot because of their interests, but the Zhang family is not necessarily.

　　Unless you invite Xu Feng, your plan will be difficult to complete.

　　Staring closely at Xu Feng who was about to go out, his heart was full of entanglements.

　　I don't know whether to say it or not.

　　Just as Xu Feng stepped out of the door, Zhuge Huixin's voice came again.

　　"The previous words are all true, but there is one sentence I didn't say, the last words of the ancestor: 'The Zhuge family must not step into that tomb again!'"

　　After speaking, the whole person fell to the ground with a sigh, and the choked voice sounded at the same time: "Uncle Xu, two generations of Zhuge's family have died in that tomb, and the ancestor was devoured by the secret because of his identity as the owner of the tomb, and he is still alive. Please be the master!"

　　Xu Feng, who had already stepped out of the door, stood for a while, and finally said weakly, "I will go tomorrow!"

　　The simple words made Zhuge Huixin's heart fall, but his words made him mention it again. ?

　　"Don't let me know what you said about Brother Zhuge..."

　　When the voice fell, Xu Feng had already walked away.

　　Looking at the disappearing back, Zhuge Huixin still maintained his previous posture.

　　"I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."

　　The day after Zhuge Jing's death, Zhang Zehao from the Zhang family and Chen Zhenbin from the Chen family also came.

　　They looked at each other with hatred in their eyes, but their faces were already smiling as usual.

　　Seeing the two of them coming, Zhao Zhaozhao frowned secretly, and Zhuge Hui also had a spectrum in his confidence.

　　After a simple worship, in a grass hut, everyone gathered and left.

　　Xu Feng, who was in the first place, closed his eyes, and Zhao Zhaozhao's pupils vibrated when he saw him for the first time.

　　He bowed his hands first, and finally chose to sit down in his lower seat.

　　This scene happened to be seen by Chen Zhenbin and Zhang Zehao who came in from behind, their eyes narrowed slightly, and they bowed their hands to it.

　　They didn't know Xu Feng, but they knew Zhao Zhaozhao, whose origin was beyond everyone's imagination.

　　There are no more than one-handed people in the family who can make respectful people.

　　The people behind him arrived one after another, and Zhuge Huixin was the last to enter the thatched cottage and bowed his hands to Xu Feng.

　　Start looking at everyone in the house.

　　The Zhang family of Jiumen, the Chen family of Xieling, Zhao Zhaozhao, who represented China, and even the loser, the family power is not thirty or twenty.

　　Which basically contains the existing family in the whole of China.

　　"I know what everyone is here for. Since the birth of Paipaifen, my Zhuge family has participated three times in total. Although there are losses, I have also obtained a lot of clues."

　　"My family's ancestors thought about the secret at night and passed away, but he left a last word. My Zhuge family knew that they couldn't eat it, so I made it public, and I ask you to decide."