Chapter 610: The Tomb Robber God is too stuffy. Sao 23 (reward plus more)

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Mo Yan thought for a moment, and his eyes darkened slightly.

He could indeed kill all the people who opposed them, including those with ulterior motives in the little guy's clan, but he couldn't do anything to his parents alone, otherwise with his heart, even if it was only his parents in his mission, he would definitely not forgive himself.

"Don't worry, I'll make them say yes." Mo Yan looked at Luo Qifeng with burning eyes, and the firmness and affection in her eyes made her heart skip two beats, and then collided like a deer.

Luo Qifeng hurriedly turned his head, no longer bothered him, and looked at the three people who came cautiously like ducks.

I thought their appearance was too funny, so I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth and hurriedly covered them with my hands.

Behind them was an antique sandalwood gate, Luo Qifeng reached out and knocked on it, trying to make sure what was behind it, but Mo Yan came over and directly pushed the gate open.

It was golden inside, and there were funeral goods all over the ground, Han Yichen was very happy, and rushed forward to pick a few things, but each time he picked one, he could always find something better waiting for him.

After Luo Qifeng touched two of them, he regained his composure.

She stood up and stepped aside, looking at the three people who had been selecting in the funeral pile for nearly ten minutes, and her brows furrowed tightly.

"Enough!" She let out a low growl.

But the three of them were like crazy, they didn't hear Luo Qifeng's words at all, and while laughing, they kept picking and picking up in the pile of funeral goods.

Luo Qifeng still wanted to speak, but Mo Yan stepped forward and gave a kick to those people, although the force was not large, it made those people feel the stinging pain in their hearts.

"What for! Who kicked Lao Tzu! Yang Liang lay on the funeral pile and scolded angrily.

"If you want to alarm the butterfly outside, you keep calling!" Luo Qifeng felt more and more that they were dragging their hands and feet, and they were attacked without any precautions, "I've been watching you here for more than ten minutes, you haven't picked it yet, how long do you plan to pick it, and pick it for a lifetime?" Or do you want to touch all the funeral goods here? ”

Han Yichen also had a displeased expression just now, and was instantly stunned.

"Damn! We've been tricked! He gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Hit?! What's the trick?! Liang Qi touched the large Dongzhu with one hand and the mutton fat white jade with the other, obviously still a little absent-minded.

"You can stay here and spend the rest of your life with your treasure." Luo Qifeng didn't pay any more attention to them, and walked backwards after the pile of funeral goods.

Although the room is large, nearly 300 square meters, it is still two steps away.

Behind the pile of funeral goods, several colorful curtains were revealed, each with the words "life, injury, rest, Du, scene, death, shock, and open" written in traditional Chinese.

This is Zhuge Liang's Eight Array Diagram?!

"Which of you would break this?" Luo Qifeng looked at the few people who followed with him a little helplessly.

The original owner of this body has only learned the number of feng shui techniques, and he doesn't know anything about the five elements of gossip.

Yang Liang and Liang Qi looked around, and there was no hint of sitting in the main hall, except for the piles of gold, silver and jade, like Pandora's magic box, beckoning to them.

Shaking their heads vigorously, they shook off the somewhat chaotic feeling in their heads, and they spread their hands apologetically towards Luo Qifeng.