One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

"And it's a good thing you didn't use the small form, aunt, otherwise the reaction would have been more serious."

"... Mother."

Huque, who had been ordered to come to the villa early and knew what he should do, asked, "Miss..."

"Oh, her name is Su Mengchuan, Ah Lu's niece, you can call her, um... younger sister."

This strange seniority made Huque hesitant to talk—Su Mengchuan called the master’s sister, Yan Lu was Su Mengchuan’s aunt, and the master was Yan Lu’s aunt, I am the master’s daughter, and I want to be called Su Mengchuan’s sister...

So, Miss Tiger Sparrow chose to give up thinking.

Yan Luti teased Su Mengchuan, who was out of his body, threw the sculpted short-haired girl on the sofa, and turned to look at Huque: "Huque, are there any drinks in the kitchen?"

"In the storage cabinet called the refrigerator, there are still some."

"Can you hold it for me, thank you."

"It's just a small matter, little...sister."

Since Huque could not reveal his identity, he naturally couldn't call Gu Wulian his master and Yan Lu his lady. Now he really became a family.

Huque brought drinks for Yan Lu, while Yan Lu sat in front of the sculptural Su Mengchuan, raised his legs to turn on the console and TV, picked up the game controller on the coffee table, and started playing.

"Ah Lu."

Gu Wulian, who was sitting opposite Yan Lu, said angrily, "Welcome Xiao Mengchuan, why are you still playing games by yourself?"

"Let's talk when she comes to her senses." Yan Lu grabbed the melon seeds and shook them on the tip of Su Mengchuan's nose, "Look at her aunt, she was scared out of her body by the tiger sparrow."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Mengchuan bit Yan Lu's palm.

Yan Lu, who was taken aback by the surprise attack, shook his hand, and the handle he was holding with one hand disappeared without a trace, and was snatched away by Su Mengchuan.

"I was just a little bit frightened, and it's not dementia. You look down on me too much, auntie!"

Su Mengchuan was a little angry at first, and then when he looked at the kitchen, his eyes wandered again, not to mention how subtle it was when he looked at Gu Wulian.

"That, Miss Wu Lian..."

Su Mengchuan, who couldn't restrain his instinct and impulsiveness, couldn't help asking: "Huque, is she really..."

"Of course." Gu Wulian replied without thinking.

"..."

Student Xiao Su was silent for a moment, then asked cautiously and carefully, "Why didn't I hear Miss Wu Lian mention it before?"

"Because she didn't come to Junmi before, I feel that there is no need to mention anything to you."

At this time, Huque had already come out with a drink.

Under Gu Wulian's training, she got used to the use of modern tools very quickly, and it didn't take long for her to be a flawless modern person. In the future, as long as the child's way of speaking is changed, basically nothing will happen. People will doubt her identity.

Huque, who divided the drink into three equal portions, put the cup on the table, and at the same time took the initiative to look at Su Mengchuan, tilted his head and asked, "Sister Su...do you have anything to say?"

"Hmm... um... nothing."

Su Mengchuan, who was looking back and forth between Gu Wulian and Huque, felt his heart was being scratched. There were too many things he wanted to know, and he didn't know how to ask. He didn't dare to say some things for fear of being beaten.

Such a powerful sister Wu Lian actually has a child at this age...

Su Mengchuan's thoughts diverged—who on earth made Sister Wu Lian give birth to this child?Adoption is completely impossible, after all, it is like this.

But who is the lucky one who saved the world in the previous life, so that Sister Wulian is willing to bring up a baby... But Sister Wulian doesn't seem to have mentioned her husband, is it a single-parent family now?

Damn it, you dare to abandon Sister Wulian and her child, you bastard should be destroyed by humanity!

Speaking of which, when Sister Wu Lian gave birth to a child, did she use the mature form or the juvenile form...

If it's the former, then Su Mengchuan said that no one in this world can resist this charm, but if it's the latter...it is better to destroy humanity!

Yan Lu, who snatched back the handle, gave Su Mengchuan a sideways look: "Are you in a daze? Don't think about being impolite."

I can only say I know Auntie Mo Ruo.

"Don't you have any wonderful stories to share with us?" Yan Lu grabbed the water glass and drank the drink. He let out a long breath of satisfaction and asked, "Should I still talk? Don't tell me I'm playing with headphones It's a game."

After hearing this, Su Mengchuan stopped thinking about those weird things, she cleared her throat, and said with a mysterious face: "Auntie, Sister Wulian, why don't you guess what I dug up this time? "

"Um……"

Gu Wulian recalled Su Mengchuan's smug and confident expression, thought of the fact that her grave had been dug up, coupled with her understanding of her personality and interests, and reckoned that the results of this archaeological operation were definitely not trivial.

So she tentatively guessed: "What is the tomb of the princes and nobles?"

"If it's really the tomb of a noble family, then I don't think I'll be able to come back for a while." Su Mengchuan raised his chin and shook his head, "Let's guess."

"The ruins of Xiuxian sect?"

"Then I won't come back, at least I have to live there for a month."

Yan Lu thought for a while, and asked the same question: "Is that a smaller ordinary tomb, but the one with a lot of historical documents?"

"Not really... Although there are many objects, there are really few documents."

Su Mengchuan shook his head and sighed: "If we want to restore the history, we still have to rely on our own ability."

"I've been talking for a long time." Yan Lu crossed his legs and placed them on Su Mengchuan's lap, and said lazily and speechlessly, "I still didn't say what the situation is. Are you going to say it or not?"

"Auntie, you're so impatient... But since my favorite auntie said that, I'll just announce the answer."

She leaned forward slightly mysteriously, and said in an extremely serious tone, "The owner of the tomb we excavated this time is neither a noble class nor a powerful cultivator."

"But what's amazing is that his tomb has rare treasures from different eras and regions. The design and construction of the entire tomb has extremely unique insights. Aunt Wulian, think about it, There are funerary objects from different eras and regions in the tomb, and the design of the entire tomb is well-ventilated. The owner of the tomb..."

Su Mengchuan patted his thigh: "It must be a tomb robber!"

Chapter 180 Eight - Su Mengchuan: The tomb of Emperor Zhenxian must be mine!

Su Mengchuan's thigh shot was Yan Lu's thigh, but Yan Lu was not annoyed, because he was laughed at by his niece.

"Why, I am so happy to have dug on the head of my colleagues."

"What do you mean by peering?" The future Soochow University scholar was not happy, "We are a serious academic excavation, which is very different from them, if my parents sneak something every time they do archaeology... ...You are the one who should ask for support!"

"Okay, okay, Professor Su, what's so great about this Fengshui master's tomb robber's grave?" Yan Lu poked Su Mengchuan's tender face with a smile.

"Humph! Humph!"

Su Mengchuan folded his arms proudly: "Say it, don't be frightened!"

Gu Wulian, who knocked the melon seed shells and put the nuts into the mouth of the well-behaved white-haired girl, also said with a smile: "Which kind of god is it that the experienced Xiao Mengchuan thinks so highly of it?"

"Because this person's level of tomb robbery, even if it is conservative, can at least be ranked in the top three since the founding of the Dynasty of Truth and has been in the millennium!"

Student Su gestured his hands excitedly, and his small ears under the fine short hair were flushed: "There are at least ten burial objects from the tombs of the Marquis of Tianwu, Marquis of Dingyuan, Marquis of Zhenhai, etc.!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Gu Wulian, who was happily eating melon seeds and listening to Su Mengchuan's story, coughed several times.

"...Sister Wulian?" Su Mengchuan tilted his head.

"This Marquis of Tianwu... is that Marquis of Tianwu? One of the first princes who were conferred upon the founding of the Truth Dynasty, the one named Feng Buhui."

As soon as she heard Gu Wulian's words, the little girl immediately beamed with joy: "Yes, yes, that is the Marquis! Although he is not well-known, he has a good relationship with Emperor Zhenxian! I didn't expect you to know about it, Miss Wulian." ! There is a brother who went with me that doesn’t even know about him.”

"This... After all, my name is Gu Wulian, so it's normal to know about him."

Gu Wulian replied with a delicate expression.

Even the grave of this poor ghost who does not regret has to be dug. Are grave robbers so hungry?

Feng Buhui, Marquis of Tianwu, was one of the few princes who followed Gu Wulian when he was in his infancy, fought all the way to the establishment of the Dynasty of Truth and did not die. There were only seven of them in total, each of them had very different personalities, and their nerves were abnormal. If there is no suppression by Gu Wulian, then one counts as one, and it can be said that he is a pure demon king in the world.

Feng Buhui is a pure martial idiot, he basically has nothing else on his mind except fighting, and he fought against Gu Wulian in the early days, but once the training time and the number of fights increase, his fighting with Gu Wulian is just a simple beating, so he put The target shifted to Yan Powu.

Although Feng Buhui is not as pure as Yan Powu who specializes in killing enemies and slaughtering creatures, he is far inferior to him in the way of "killing", and there is almost no chance of winning in a life-and-death fight.But if it's only about high and low, then Feng Buhui always wins more and loses less.

So if the two of them only talk about force, Feng Buhui is even better.

It's just that he fought and killed the enemy, and the King of Hades who led the non-returning army was invincible on the battlefield. The prestige forged by the corpses and souls he shot down was enough to make the generals lose their glory.

And Feng Buhui, who has no relatives and no reason, is obsessed with martial arts, has left no inheritance, and has never organized any forces. Although he has been named a Marquis, if the Duke's Mansion built for him is not cleaned every day, it will be everywhere. Climb the spider.

After Gu Wulian founded the Dynasty of Truth, Feng Buhui, who consciously touched the barriers of martial arts, wandered around and sharpened himself. Of course, it is not difficult for Gu Wulian to find it deliberately, but it is not necessary, so anyway, before she dies, she also He didn't even know where this martial idiot Marquis under him was and what he was doing.

To be honest, Gu Wulian is already very surprised that this guy has a serious tomb. According to her understanding of Feng Buhui, this man who takes martial arts as his life does not look like he will lie in a coffin before he dies. The safe role in the movie.

So, she couldn't help but asked again: "Are you sure that there is a funeral object of Marquis Tianwu in that tomb? As far as I know, he..."

"He is addicted to martial arts and doesn't care about external things, so how could he build a tomb for himself and fill it with funeral objects? Right."

Su Mengchuan raised her chin triumphantly, and said what she wanted to say for Gu Wulian.

"Don't be shy."

Yan Lu couldn't help but raised her snowy feet to step on the cute girl's pretty face: "Say it quickly, don't be tricky!"

Xiao Su looked at her aunt resentfully, restrained the idea of ​​biting her to let her know the pain, coughed lightly, and said in a very unpredictable tone: "We didn't believe it at first, we were very surprised, Because we haven't found Tianwuhou's tomb until now, but according to the description of the owner of the tomb, that is, the top tomb robber since the millennium, under his "trophy", we still choose to believe for the time being that the burial object is from Tianwuhou. tomb."

"But that's not the point."

The little girl raised her index finger, her solemn appearance was indeed somewhat of an archaeologist's attitude, no one would have thought that she would play archaeology, it was simply the adventurous gene in her body that was at work.

"According to the remaining documents in the tomb and these 'trophies'...we have unearthed an earth-shattering event!"

The living room was quiet, Yan Lu was staring at Su Mengchuan's face, Gu Wulian's movements of eating melon seeds were a bit slow, even Huque couldn't help but hold on to the hem of her skirt.

Gou Chuan took a deep breath:

"...I'm going to get something to eat first."

"You still put this chapter!"

Miss Yan yelled, and clamped Su Mengchuan's neck with a pair of scissors: "You don't even want to eat lunch until you finish talking!"

"Oh, oh, oh, I said, I said don't pinch auntie, if you pinch me again, you will be trapped there!"

The entangled Su Mengchuan yelled.

"You little bastard..." Yan Lu, with a dark complexion, directly raised his hands and clenched his fists, the knuckles of his middle fingers protruding.

——Special torture for Su Mengchuan, deer-style dragon drill!

As a result, the two struggled for a while before settling down.

During the period, Huque looked at Xiao Su who kept screaming, and hesitantly asked Gu Wulian in a low voice if he wanted to save his, um...sister.

Facts have proved that the two who have been tortured by their aunt since they were young...or tortured each other since childhood, no matter the psychological strength of the big one or the physical strength of the little one, they are very strong.

"I'm going to talk, I'm really going to talk!"

Su Mengchuan straightened her messy clothes, and looked at Yan Lu with extreme vigilance: "So, if you continue to use violence like this, Auntie, I will call Sister Wulian to punish you!"

Yan Lu was expressionless: "If you don't talk about business again, believe it or not, Sister Wulian will beat you with me."

"Hmph, sister Wu Lian likes me so much and is so gentle, so she won't be as violent as you, aunt Wu Lian, right?" The dog girl blinked and looked at Gu with an expression of "I'm very cute" No pity.

"Um... this is..."

The white-haired elder sister turned her face to the side, and said with a smile: "If Xiaomengchuan continues to whet people's appetites like this, spanking or something like that is not out of the question."

"!"

The short-haired girl subconsciously covered her round buttocks.

Hit, spank?By Miss Wulian?Being pressed on the leg by Sister Wu Lian, so, is that like that?

Su Mengchuan shivered for a moment, blushed and said, "Just say what you say... Sister Wu Lian, why are you as bad as my aunt."

"Is it bad?"

Ms. Gu crossed her legs, squinted her eyes and smiled, "I think this is pretty good."

——Do you understand what the majesty of a patriarch is, you two little girls.

Yan Lu, who always felt that something was wrong, coughed: "Anyway, keep talking, don't break the chapter!"

"I know, I know, let me remind you in advance, don't be scared!"

Su Mengchuan, who was in a good mood, raised his index finger: "First of all, all the rare treasures or burial objects stolen by the owner of the tomb that we found in the tomb all came from a very close relationship with the Dynasty of Truth...or in other words, with Emperor Zhenxian. The tombs of princes with close lineages."

"Secondly." She raised her second finger, "These stolen funeral objects are not so much buried with the owner of the tomb as they are...the spoils he deliberately placed there to show off. Will you deliberately note the origin of your funeral objects!"

"And finally..."