Tomb Robbery: The ancestor of Yiling was dug up

Wei Wuxian doesn't know anything about everything in the realm of comprehension, and even if he knows, there's nothing he can do about it. After all, he can't control it anymore, and he doesn't want to control it anymore.

Speaking of which, in a tomb in another time and space, a group of people walked quietly in the tomb passage, as if they didn't want to make too much noise. This group of people were Wu Xie, Pan Zi, Zhang Qiling, and this tomb was Qixing Lu royal palace.

"Damn it, this tomb is very fierce, everyone pay attention to the bottom of your feet." Wu Sanxing touched the sweat on his head, panting heavily, half of the people had been broken since he just entered.

"Third uncle, what kind of tomb is this? It's so powerful?" Wu Xie recalled the scene just now with a look of horror on his face. If it wasn't for this little brother, he would definitely not be able to escape?
"This is the Qixing Lu Palace. It is said that it is the tomb of King Lu Shang. Let's come here to see what is valuable." Wu Sansheng said indifferently. If it wasn't for the light in his eyes, it seemed that he was Think so.

The group stopped and went, looking here and there, especially Wu Xie, who was even more curious, like a curious baby.

When they finally arrived at the tomb, all they saw were seven coffins. In an instant, everyone's voices became quieter, and an indescribable silence filled the air.

"Be gentle." Zhang Qiling walked over lightly but quickly, and a group of people gradually approached the coffin. Suddenly, there was movement in the coffin in front of him, and the black mist stirred, as if something was about to come out.

Everyone's complexion changed, Zhang Qiling's face was a little stiff, and he quickly knelt down, and the people around him were also startled, and they all knelt down.Hearing Zhang Qiling's grim-faced chirping seems to be saying something.

After a long time, the coffin became quiet, and everyone quickly picked up their pace. Even Zhang Qiling, the ancestor of Zongzi, couldn't do anything, so what else could they do?

It wasn't until they left that they gradually understood the purpose of the coffin. It turned out that the coffin was a veteran of King Lu Shang, and it became a blood corpse after being replaced.

"Is that blood corpse so powerful? Can't even my little brother do anything?" Wu Xie was a little terrified. As a top student in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but now he had to believe it.

Little did they know that after they left, the bloody corpse came out of the coffin and was heading towards them, which happened later.

"No. Thousands of years." Zhang Qiling's words are still concise and short, but they can be understood clearly.

"The coffin just now is the veteran of King Lu Shang, and the others are empty coffins. Where did King Lu Shang go?" Wu Xie was a little curious. The veteran replaced him. Where did King Lu Shang go? What happened thousands of years ago? what.

"Front." Zhang Qiling groped with his fingers on the wall, stretched out two fingers, pulled out a brick, and the tomb was opened.

It turned out that this was the main tomb. The group of people looked around, felt around, and there was only one coffin in the tomb. It seemed that this was King Lu Shang, everyone thought so.

"It seems that this should be King Lu Shang. The tomb is desolate and clear, and it's a bit empty. Isn't King Lu Shang a king?" Wu Xie looked at the murals on the wall and guessed, and the others were not idle.

"Little Third Master, you have to be careful, this should be King Lu Shang." Pan Zi followed behind Wu Xie, protecting Wu Xie at all times.

"Okay, don't talk about it, just open the museum and have a look." Wu Sanxing interrupted their conversation, and made a decision directly. They have come, how can they return empty-handed?
At this time, Wu Xie saw a shadow on the other side of the coffin, and counted them. Who is that person?

"What the hell is that?" Wu Xie pointed to the shadow standing beside the coffin, with a jar on his head, the shadow looked extraordinarily rough, and screamed.

"Damn it, who's there?" Pan Zi stood in front of Wu Sanxing first, and Zhang Qiling stood next to Wu Xie, gaining momentum.

"Ah! Fuck you!" the shadow spoke, and it turned out that Pan Zi shot him at the foot, turned around and ran, running in the same tomb passage where they came, and everyone's expressions changed.

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