Tomb Robbery: Black Dragon Bloodline, starting with the Seven-Star Lu Palace

"What is Kuro-scaled Hagi? I just know about goldenrod. "

The fat man doesn't have a lot of research on this wood, but looking at Wu Tianzhen's appearance, this thing must be a very precious thing, right?

"Your level really doesn't know, this thing is the ancient emperor may not be able to have much."

Qin Mo looked at the surprised appearance of the fat man and looked at him with a light smile.

"Black-scaled featherwood, it is said that this is a drop of essence blood on the body of a black-scaled beast during the flood famine, and when the essence blood falls on the world, it will form a towering tree, and this sapling can grow ten meters a day."

"But because this tree grows burly and grows relatively fast, many people will regard it as an ominous wood, but they don't know that this wood can keep the living young forever, if it is a dead person, it will absorb the evil qi of these black-scaled beasts, and it will become a drought after ten thousand years."

"No wonder these zongzi are all green-haired, more powerful than those black-haired, and it's for this reason."

When Wu Tianzhen thought of those things he saw on the note before, he still dismissed it, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel admiration for his grandfather.

Can you know all these things? This is a collection of myths and stories from all over the world, right?

Qin Mo looked at Wu Tianzhen's eyes with more praise.

I have to say that in the tomb knowledge, Wu Tianzhen is a mobile encyclopedia, but most of it is on paper.

The real actual operation is still Third Master Wu.

The fat man touched his face and looked at this coffin with bright eyes, a total of a hundred, needless to say, all of them, that is, a person who can become a rich and invincible country.

He NN's, if this is taken out, then it is rich, with this, who can fight backwards?

"Fatty, you don't hit the idea of this thing, you can't take this coffin with you."

When Qin Mo saw the fat man's appearance, he knew that he had something else in mind.

"Why? If this thing is taken out, it will definitely make a fortune, and we will all eat and drink in the future. When

the fat man heard this, he was immediately unhappy, this is to prevent him from getting rich.

Wu Tianzhen looked at the appearance of the fat man and couldn't wait to go up and give a kick.

"Your uncle, you want everything, Qin Mo must have a reason for saying this, you will say it after listening."

Wu Tianzhen was so angry that he cursed, if it weren't for this attitude of asking for money and not life, Panzi would not have turned into a rice dumpling.

Now that I think about it, I want to scold them well.

Seeing this, the formulaic smile on Qin Mo's face was even richer.

"This black-scaled feather wood has been slept by zongzi for thousands of years, there is only evil qi in it, even if a living person lies in it, it will become zongzi, and this black-scaled feather wood itself is the root of evil qi condensation."

"Otherwise, these corpses would not have become green rice dumplings so quickly, and the owners of these coffins are all close followers of King Lu Yan, who have fought backwards with King Lu Yan over the years, you say they will have no money?"

Qin Mo's words made the fat man and Wu Tianzhen suddenly shocked.

Yes, the inverted fight that followed King Lu Yan on his crusade to the west should not be able to drink a mouthful of soup.

Wu Tianzhen looked at these coffins, plus the mural on the wall he saw before...

Instantly understood something.

"Don't you tell me that all this money has been exchanged for this thing?"

Wu Tianzhen pointed to the coffin next to him in disbelief.

Qin Mo smiled and said nothing, the meaning was obvious.

Lying in the groove, all these years have been digging graves, unlike Captain Mojin, they took a few things, but they were goose plucking, and there was no left at all.

This is all detrimental to Yin virtue, and future generations will also have an impact, so they choose not to have offspring, but only want to bury themselves.

If one day it can become a drought...

Groove, isn't this the end?

This drought is not an ordinary rice dumpling, it is the originator of rice dumplings.

There is not an inch of grass in a hundred miles.

There is also their own sense of independence, which is equivalent to immortality in disguise.

This stuff is really much more useful than money.

Wu Tianzhen's face was originally miserably white, and now it was even more pale and scary.

"Fortunately, fortunately, we came, otherwise if these things go out, this will be the case?"

"Fatty, you TM still don't ask for money or die, you still don't want to fight this coffin idea."

Wu Tianzhen hurriedly persuaded the fat man, afraid that this little fat man would make a black hand.

If you carry this coffin out on your back, then things will be troublesome.

"Is it so serious?"

The fat man wrinkled his eyebrows, as if he was tangled.

Uncle's, risking his life, almost became the ration of rice dumplings, but he saw that he couldn't eat it, thanks to panic.

"Well, the matter is very serious, this thing cannot be moved, you will harm others, didn't you say that you are a good socialist youth? You can't do anything that harms society and harms the people.

Qin Mo looked at the fat man with a chuckle, and buttoned a hat on his body.

When the fat man heard this, he smacked his mouth a few times, and finally said nothing.

Lying in the groove, it actually blocked the back road, what else can be said? The main thing is that these words were uttered by him himself.

His uncle's, what do you do with all this?

The fat man regretted it incomparably in his heart.

"Okay, Brother Qin Mo, I'm looking at your face, but I gave up the opportunity to be rich and invincible."

The fat man's heart was dripping blood.

"Good."

After Qin Mo heard the sound, he said with a light smile.

The corners of Wu Tianzhen's mouth twitched, and the fat man's appearance of greedy for money was really faceless.

At this time,

his stomach was still ringing very undisputedly.

Wu Tianzhen's face was a little embarrassed, to say that he had eaten a full meal, or he had eaten before coming in, and now he was running for his life again, and he encountered zongzi again, and now his physical strength has been almost consumed.

"Haha, you boy..." The

fat man had just finished speaking, and before he could laugh, he heard his stomach also start to growl.

"Are you kidding me too? It's not the same with you yourself.

Wu Tianzhen scoffed.

Qin Mo remembered his space, there was a lot of food in it, and then as if by magic, he took out some marinated and cooked food, as well as some water.

Wu Tianzhen and the fat man saw that Qin Mo seemed to take out these things like magic, and the two looked confused.

Does this Qin family's peerless school still have this hand?

Is this cooked food still hot, and can you heat it yourself?

"Eat, aren't you hungry? When Panzi and Zhang Qilin woke up, they also had something to eat.

Qin Mo calmly picked up a chicken leg and ate it, eating it very elegantly.

Wu Tianzhen and the fat man couldn't resist the temptation of food, and they couldn't care about the surrounding environment, and began to eat it in large mouths.

The fat man ate a few bites, looked at the chicken leg on the ground, and was about to reach out to take it, when he saw the appearance of familiar things.

And also snatched his chicken legs.

"Groove..."