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

Chapter 69

　　Looking at Zhang Yuanming's mixed face, everyone around him tried to stay as far away from him as possible.

　　They, President Zhang, can be said to be very scheming.

　　There are probably not many things that can make him show such a painful look.

　　Just when Zhang Yuanming was thinking of a way, the phone that was thrown aside rang again.

　　Picking up the broken cell phone, he let out a long sigh.

　　Mogami squeezed out a smile and answered the phone.

　　"Hello? Boss, what's the matter? Please give instructions?"

　　When the fat man Zhao Zhaozhao listened to these flattering words, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his fat face.

　　"Zhang Yuanming, it's about time, I'm afraid the Zhang family will also use your last pawn."

　　Listening to the guessed words on the other end of the phone, Zhang Yuanming's heart suddenly froze.

　　He is a member of the Zhang family who knows no more than a slap in the world.

　　How did the guy above know?

　　"Boss Zhao, what do you mean, I don't understand."

　　"Oh? You don't understand, then I'll let you understand."

　　"Zhang Yuanming, formerly known as Zhang Mingyuan, from the outer chamber of the Zhang family, was found by the contemporary Zhang family Zhang Zehao at the age of sixteen and arranged for the national archaeological team to work."

　　"At the age of thirty-one, he became the vice president of the Archaeological Association and is known as the most talented archaeological professor. Do you need me to say more?"

　　At this moment, Zhang Yuanming's face turned pale, he did not expect that what he thought was hidden in front of Zhao Zhaozhao was worthless.

　　What scares him even more is that he now suspects that his identity as the president came from his hands.

　　The entire seventeen years of life were arranged by the person on the phone.

　　Just thinking about it makes my hair stand up!

　　"What do you want to do!"

　　Zhang Yuanming, who could no longer hold on, asked with a gloomy face.

　　Now that his identity is revealed, even if he does not want to become a gun in the hands of others.

　　But the gun is dead, and there is no way to resist.

　　That being the case, you can only suffer.

　　"Go to the grave! I want you to bring that boy up!"

　　The moment he heard the boy, Zhang Yuanming took a breath, and he didn't know how long it took to let out a breath.

　　Nodding slowly: "Okay!"

　　The wind and rain are about to come outside of the tomb, but it is extremely strange inside.

　　At this time, Zhuge Mingfeng looked at Ye Fan and Xu Lei dully, wishing to poke his eyes out.

　　At this moment, Xu Lei was crawling on the coffin, behind him a huge centipede poked his back with its tentacles.

　　His hands moved quickly, as if writing something.

　　"Hurry up, people are about to come to the door. The structure diagram of my tomb has not come out yet. How dare you say that you are writing novels?"

　　Ye Fan looked at the draft in his hand and became more and more dissatisfied.

　　It's really not as good as one, his original purpose was to let himself die less brain cells.

　　Let this novelist build a tomb for himself, but I didn't expect this guy to be so weak.

　　He didn't write anything, yet he dared to say that his mind was clear and his brain hole was like a black hole.

　　Really don't want Bilian.

　　Seeing where Zhuge Mingfeng was standing in a daze, Ye Fan's brows suddenly wrinkled.

　　"Hey, what are you looking at? He said he didn't tell you, right? What about the structure of Lao Tzu's tomb?"

　　The vicious expression on the tender face made Zhuge Mingfeng not afraid at all.

　　But the thought of so many people who died in the cemetery came from this boy.

　　She was secretly frightened.

　　Tremblingly, he handed him the blueprint in his hand, and lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

　　Ye Fan's eyes narrowed when he saw the blueprint in his hand.

　　"Eight Arrays?"

　　"Ah."

　　"Five elements?"

　　"Yes."

　　"There are also gossip directions in it?"

　　"Yes!"

　　"Do you want to die?"

　　"Uh-huh?"

　　When the last sentence sounded, Zhuge Mingfeng stood still on the ground as if he had been frozen for a second.

　　The hair suddenly stood up.

　　At this moment, she felt as if she was being stared at by some ancient beast, making people unable to breathe.

　　"Guru~ I don't understand what you mean!"

　　Trying to straighten her back, she looked straight into Ye Fan's eyes.

　　But under his bright eyes, she lowered herself ashamed.

　　Don't dare to look at each other again.

　　"It seems that corpses are the most obedient."

　　The childish words made Zhuge Mingfeng cold.

　　She was about to speak, but she no longer had any qualifications to speak.

　　The long, sharp legs of the six-footed centipede penetrated her heart, and blood foamed from her mouth.

　　Xu Lei, who was climbing on the coffin, looked at the long legs that passed through Zhuge Mingfeng's chest.

　　His eyes widened, he didn't think that he was still a living person in the last second.

　　Now it has become a cold corpse.

　　"System, give me some advice."

　　Seeing Zhuge Mingfeng, who was dying, Ye Fan could only helplessly shrug.

　　The opportunity was given by herself, but she wanted to pit herself.

　　No wonder the six-foot centipede.

　　Who made her lose her eyesight, didn't she?

　　【Ding!Zhuge Mingfeng, a talented girl from the Zhuge family, practiced the secret techniques of Wuhou Qimen, Eight Diagrams, and Tianshou. 】

　　【Ding!After systematic testing, Zhuge Mingfeng's spirit is different from ordinary people, and it can be cultivated without turning into bones! 】

　　"Not bone?"

　　Ye Fan's eyes lit up with the sound of the system's prompt, and at the same time he was deeply impressed by Zhuge Mingfeng.

　　The calculation is really accurate, if you turn her into a zombie like a charming corpse.

　　The life of the nine-death life is gone, but if it does not turn into bones, it really exists in this life.

　　"System, give a plan for refining without bones!"

　　【Ding!The plan is being generated. The required materials are one soul refining coffin, four bottles of top-quality corpse liquid, one corpse incense konjac, and the rest. The refining time: ten days! 】

　　Looking at the refining materials that appeared in his mind, Ye Fan suddenly took a deep breath.

　　It's so expensive!

　　But in order not to break into bones, he could only nod his head.

　　"Buy the soul refining coffin! Is it enough? The best corpse nourishing liquid! Buy the corpse incense konjac..."

　　As he issued orders one by one, the soul points on his panel were also shrinking sharply.

　　In particular, the number of mixed points of the faceted soul refining coffin has reached a new high, with a total of [-] mixed points!

　　Looking at Ye Fan, he sucked in a breath of cold air.

　　That's all he has worked hard to save, and it's just like dying!

　　"System, is there a faster way? It's better to finish it in one day."

　　【Ding!Can be directly catalyzed by soul points, the required amount: [-]! 】

　　"I'll go to your uncle!"

　　Ye Fan, who scolded directly, could only nod his head in the end. With the blessing of various funeral objects, his soul points had reached [-].

　　I thought it was enough to expand my territory again.

　　But what I didn't expect was that this little girl was actually cheated by a huge amount of [-].

　　But when he thought that there must be a situation outside that he didn't know about, he could only stomp and endure it.

　　As he nodded in approval, the seven candles on the soul refining coffin began to burn rapidly.

　　In just a few seconds, it was completely burnt out.

　　The lid of the coffin opened without anyone's action, and a black skull floated out from inside.