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"This woman is not the owner of the tomb. ”

Jiang Mumu came back to his senses and said immediately.

Ma Junfeng didn't seem to hear what Jiang Mumu said at all, he focused on writing something on the side.

Jiang Mumu couldn't help but look at it, he was painting a portrait of a woman, and at the same time making a catalog of the funeral goods in the coffin.

"Are you going to move the contents of the coffin out?"

Ma Junfeng asked without looking back.

"Of course, isn't Lao Tzu digging graves just to make money!"

Jiang Mumu squatted on the coffin and said.

Ma Junfeng listened and couldn't help but glance at Jiang Mumu.

He thought for a moment before he spoke.

"I don't recommend that you move things out. All of these things turn to ash when they are exposed to oxygen. ”

Ma Junfeng's tone was very flat, but when he talked about cultural relics, he couldn't help but increase his tone.

Jiang Mumu stared at Ma Junfeng for a long time.

From Jiang Mumu to the present when she saw Ma Junfeng, she always felt that Min Gan in this plane was very strange.

The demeanor and tone of the Min Gan in the other planes are all pure and desireless, and they do not make waves.

And Min Gan of this plane, when he spoke, his tone seemed to be deliberately very bland.

Ma Junfeng noticed Jiang Mumu's quietness, and he looked back at Jiang Mumu.

"How?"

"Nope. ”

Jiang Mumu lowered his head and looked at the woman in the coffin.

The woman's skin was white and delicate, and her eyes were closed, as if she were asleep.

"Why is it like a living person falling asleep?"

Jiang Mumu asked casually.

"The corpse was wrapped in layers of quilts, cut off from the air for a long time, so it was well preserved. ”

Ma Junfeng explained lightly.

With that, he took the notebook.

"Are you moving now, or are you going to go out and find someone to move?"

"...... Now"

Before Jiang Mumu finished speaking, the screams of a group of servants came from her space.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Mumu roared.

Master, that bean-shaped artifact is going to suck blood!"

Cuilan heard Jiang Mumu's voice and immediately said.

"Then suck it. Anyway, you've been dead for so many years, and you're not afraid of being sucked blood. ”

Jiang Mumu shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

(Master, it's not Cuilan who is being sucked blood...... ）

Bundle Immortal Suo couldn't help but make a sound and said.

"You're afraid of a rope?"

Jiang Mumu squatted on the coffin, ready to take out the woman's phoenix crown.

Master, the white dragon horse's blood is about to be sucked dry......

Cuilan looked at the ground and turned white, although the white dragon horse itself was white...... The white dragon horse foamed at the mouth, and his hooves convulsed and collapsed on the ground.

Cuilan couldn't help but tell Jiang Mumu.

"That horse that doesn't know what to do with the gods? Then suck it, suck it up and throw it away. Save space. ”

When the white dragon horse heard this, the four hooves stopped pumping, and it rolled its eyes directly and dizzy.

"Cuilan, throw out the artifact!"

Jiang Mumu noticed that the white dragon horse had fainted, and she immediately shouted at Cuilan.

Cuilan quickly threw it out of space with the artifact.

Jiang Mumu held the artifact in his hand through his gloves.

I saw that the blood in the underworld weapon suddenly gushed out.

Jiang Mumu watched, and the ghost sent a god to light the candle on the bean-shaped.

I saw blood through the flames and leap towards the woman in the coffin.

Just when Jiang Mumu thought that the fire was going to burn the coffin, the blood poured into the woman's mouth and nose.

Jiang Mumu felt evil, and she immediately dragged Ma Junfeng out of the main tomb.

"Why are you quitting? aren't you going to carry the coffin?"

"Made, this woman will cheat the corpse! Lao Tzu doesn't withdraw now, when will he wait?"