"Northern Celestial Empire." Breaking Wind said.

Northern Stygian Empire?? Which dynasty? History has never been told at all!

"Well, who's buried there?" Let yourself know too, or you'll lose a lot. If it weren't for that damn big zongzi who got himself to this ancient bird that didn't shit, he would have to go up and kick twice to balance his mind.

"The princess of this king." The prince smiled on the surface, and he couldn't wait to cut the woman in front of him with a thousand knives. This is the biggest joke he's ever heard, and it's the first time anyone dares to treat him like a monkey.

"Well, I'm sorry!" Jin Yuan Bao said with an embarrassed smirk: "I didn't mean to rob your woman's tomb, not next time." ”

Next time, she will definitely have the opportunity to greet his whole family, and greet all the eighteen generations of his ancestors. Dare to threaten her gold ingots, sooner or later, one day the graves of his ancestors of the eighteenth generation will be dug up. And what kind of breaking wind is this, daring to write such a failed 'glorious history' in her life of robbing tombs, and making her shameless to face Lao Tzu, who has long been dead, she must greet all the eighteen generations of his ancestors one by one.

"What's your name?" The prince asked with a light smile.

"Gold ingots!"

Gold ingots? The prince frowned slightly, the name ingots ......

Po Feng felt that this gold ingot said that he was a tomb robber, and it seemed that he should really be crazy about money, so he dared to fight the idea of the tomb of the virtuous princess. Thinking of the tattoo on her waist, Pofeng wanted to know if this gold ingot was the person he remembered.

It was so chaotic that I couldn't see what was going on at all, and I was already saved. The only thing I remember was the tattoo dangling in front of my eyes, and a sentence that I couldn't remember. What he said had long since disappeared from his memory.

If she was the figure who had saved herself, wouldn't she have taken revenge. Breaking Wind doesn't understand, how can someone with such skills not be able to beat himself. Moreover, she has no feeling of internal force at all. Is there anyone else with this tattoo on their waist, or what?

The prince picked up the shoes of the gold ingots and asked, "What's going on?" ”

"Oh!" Jin Yuan Bao took the shoes and said: "This sharp knife is coated with black dog blood, and it is specially used to deal with large zongzi." As he spoke, he touched his shoes, and the sharp knife was put in by itself, and there was no trace of it. These are the products of high technology, which are much more advanced than the previous things. The button is on the top of the foot, worn on the foot, as long as the thumb moves, you can release the sharp knife, bend the toe, the sharp knife will go in. There are no traces on the surface, and these are all improved by spending a lot of yuan.

"What is a big dumpling?" Breaking Wind asked curiously.

"It's a corpse."

Corpse fraud? Breaking Wind glanced at the gold ingots a little weirdly, is she a woman? How could these things come out of her mouth so creepy, and she seemed to be a woman like a normal thing, just like she ate and slept.

Po Feng suddenly had some doubts about whether this gold ingot was the person there. If not, how can you talk about deceitful corpses so indifferently?