Doomsday catastrophe: Stock up on tens of billions of supplies at the beginning

Coming to the single-family villa, Mu Yun took out the heavy coffin.

The coffin is black throughout, with intricate patterns painted on it.

Raising his hand to caress the surface of the coffin, Mu Yun only felt that the touch was warm and smooth, silky and soft like jade.

Mu Yun knocked tentatively, only hearing the knocking sound, and there was no abnormality.

Finding a crowbar in the space ring, Mu Yun pried the lid of the coffin hard.

But the heavy coffin was tightly closed, making Mu Yun a little clueless.

"Do you want to be so tight?"

Mu Yun was a little depressed.

But that didn't bother him.

"According to the external air pressure and the tightness inside the coffin, the pressure becomes stronger, as long as the air pressure is combined with Galusac's law, the outside world... Then use the second law of Newtonian mechanics, the law of gravitational acceleration, and then..." After

Mu Yun's awesome analysis, finally.

"Space cutting!"

An invisible spatial blade suddenly emerged, slicing fiercely through the lines between the coffin and the coffin lid.

"Buzz ——!"

With a slight tremor, the lid of the coffin slowly slipped down with a slight slope.

"Boom!"

The lid of the coffin fell violently to the ground, making a heavy crashing sound.

The floor tiles of the living room instantly cracked with this impact, and debris splashed everywhere.

"It's still as simple as that, let me Kangkang have something good in it."

The corners of Mu Yun's mouth raised and stepped forward.

In the coffin, a dry corpse lay quietly, wearing a golden dragon robe, a golden crown on his head, and a dragon-patterned long sword beside him.

In addition, the bones held a simple scroll in their hands.

Although this appearance was a little scary, Mu Yun was not too afraid, but felt that this appearance was very familiar, and it seemed that he had seen it somewhere.

Staring at the corpse in the coffin, a person appeared in Mu Yun's mind, combined with the epitaph he saw before.

"The emperor is in the nine skies, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, all tied to the hands of the king!"

"Linjiuxiao... Dragon robe..."

Mu Yun muttered, his gaze gradually turning to the dragon-patterned long sword.

"Long Jiuxiao?!"

"It wouldn't be that coincidental."

Mu Yun was a little incredulous, and reached out to touch the long sword.

"Buzz~"

Just when Mu Yun was about to touch the hilt of the sword, the originally calm sword body suddenly burst out a wisp of sharp sword radiance, instantly piercing Mu Yun's palm.

Mu

Yun was frightened, subconsciously uttered a beautiful Chinese sentence, and quickly withdrew his palm.

However, a drop of blood inadvertently dripped on the sword body, causing the entire sword to emit a dazzling light, while emitting a low dragon groan.

"What's going on!" Mu Yun's eyes widened, and his face was stunned.

"Zheng ——!"

The sword chant became more and more high-pitched, and Mu Yun even clearly saw a sword shadow flickering in mid-air.

Mu Yun hurriedly took a few steps back, shocked.

"Isn't it the end of the world, how did it become a fantasy?"

However, during the time that Mu Yun was stunned, the sound of the sword gradually disappeared, and the long sword returned to its original appearance, lying there quietly motionless.

Mu Yun tried to reach out and touch.

This time it was business as usual, and the long sword was slowly picked up by him.

"It's really weird every year, and this year there are especially many."

Looking at the sword in his hand, Mu Yun muttered, and when he saw the powerful "Dragon Court" engraved on the hilt behind the sword body, he understood.

As he guessed, these things should have belonged to a doomsday strange named Long Jiuxiao, and it seemed that they had been snatched up by his own unintentional move.

After the end of the world, there was a strange man who claimed to be the lord of the Great Xia Dynasty, wearing a golden dragon robe, a golden crown, sitting on countless female dependents, and building a royal palace.

And his strength is his Dragon Court sword that ignores any defense, sharpens iron like mud, and can be manipulated at will with his mind.

Outsiders speculate that his power may be an idea, otherwise how could a sword have such an ability.

But Mu Yun, who had experienced the scene just now, wavered in this idea at this time, and it may or may not be true.

If it wasn't for the ghost, then the sword just now made a sword sound without permission, and it was very likely that it was really as he guessed.

"So, this thing is an artifact."

Mu Yun carefully looked at the Dragon Court Sword in his hand, and his mood was quite excited.

According to Mu Yun's inference, it is likely that Qiandao Lake dried up after the end times, and Long Jiuxiao accidentally opened the coffin before getting this weapon.

After that, this strange man lived to the final battle of the end of the world just like Mu Yun with this weapon.

"Gee, Long Jiuxiao, Long Jiuxiao, who let you steal a spicy strip from me before, this is called the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao."

"I didn't expect that your reliance on the last days in this life was actually obtained by me, which is wonderful."

Mu Yun laughed loudly, and then waved the Dragon Court Sword in his hand twice, excited.

After calming his excitement, Mu Yun put the Dragon Court into the space and prepared to study it slowly later.

His gaze came to the scroll held by the dry corpse's hands.

Mu Yun remembered the epitaph again.

"The emperor is in the nine skies, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, all tied to the hands of the king!"

"Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, all tied to the hands of the king..." "

Could it be that the name of this scroll is Wanli Jiangshan?"

Mu Yun complained, and then pulled the scroll abruptly and snatched it from the dry corpse.

The scroll is opened, and what comes into view is a map with several ancient characters written under the map.

"What the hell is a drawing spell, I can't understand it."

Mu Yun scratched his head, even he, a high-achieving student who graduated from 985, had never seen this kind of writing.

But it doesn't matter, now that technology is advanced, you can know it by scanning it with your mobile phone.

"Click!"

Mu Yun's mobile phone swept the map, and in an instant, a description appeared on the side of the mobile phone.

Tianziji, Wannian Building, East Water and West Flow.

Tianchi Bank, Holy Mountain Cliff, Daxia Kyushu.

......

Kyushu is one, above the sacred land of Dragon Teng Wanli,

the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Mu Yun looked at the instructions on the screen and secretly cursed in his heart, what kind of mess this is.

"Lao Tzu is not Hu Bayi, but he will not have any "Sixteen Characters Yin and Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique", what use do you give this thing."

Mu Yun pouted and put away the map he couldn't understand.

Now there were only dried corpses and dragon robes and golden crowns left in the coffin, looking at these, Mu Yun began to ponder in his heart.

"Although this Dragon Jiuxiao is a strange person, he is not a pervert, why should he wear the dragon robe ripped off from the dead man's body every day?"

Mu Yun frowned and touched his chin, "Unless... What other unknown secrets are there in this dragon robe.

Thinking of this, he reached out and pulled the dragon robe on top of the dried corpse.

"Sin and sin, Amitabha, I don't want to, in return, I will find you a treasure land of feng shui and let you enter the earth for peace."

While muttering to himself, he pulled off the dragon robe.

"Huh? This doesn't seem to be ordinary cloth?

He raised his hand to caress the dragon robe, and a feeling of warmth spread throughout his body, and Mu Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's been so many years, not only is this thing not rotten, but it actually has temperature."

Just when Mu Yun was puzzled, a distant sigh suddenly sounded in his ears.

The voice sounded very vicissitudes, as if the twilight was deep.

"Dragon Court, Dragon Court..." Hearing

this voice, Mu Yun trembled violently.

"Groove, ghost!"