Tens of millions of people have poured into this live broadcast room, including Tong Qingyan.

She was at home in Haicheng at this time, holding a pillow on the bed, looking at Xu Xingchen in the live broadcast camera with a distressed face.

Everyone else thinks that Xingchen has gone lucky, only she knows...... Xu Xingchen was being tortured by Bai Chuwei.

Even if Bai Chuwei doesn't do anything, walking next to her can scare her half of her life.

She hadn't seen Xu Xingchen for a long time......

Thinking that Xu Xingchen could see Bai Chuwei, the plague god, in the archaeological team every day, suffering day by day, Tong Qingyan couldn't help but have a thought in her mind - why don't she go to Zhongzhou quietly and surprise Xingchen?

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Duan Feihan sat at the wide desk, glancing at the live broadcast room on his mobile phone from time to time, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

The news photographer holding the live broadcast camera seemed to know that everyone wanted to see the fairy teacher, so Bai Chuwei's shots were the most.

Duan Feihan typed a few words on the keyboard with his fingers and sent the email to the manager of the Salted Fish Video APP: "The archaeological live broadcast room is pushed to the top of the whole site." ”

In the camera, Bai Chuwei led a group of experts through the tomb passage into the tomb and walked inside.

The ancestors could see things at night, but the children couldn't, even if they were holding a flashlight in the dark, they felt cold.

It seemed that they had walked to the place where their grave was jumping this morning, and everyone's expressions visibly became nervous, and they almost subconsciously leaned towards Bai Chuwei.

Fairy teacher, protect me!

Professor Ge and the others were considering whether to put on the gas mask first, Zhou Nan moved his nose, and suddenly shouted nervously: "It's that smell again!" ”

Mom, they're not going to start jumping on the grave again, are they?

Afraid.

Even the photographer who walked at the back held the camera with his hand trembling.

"Carving insect skills!" Bai Chuwei snorted proudly, the formation laid out by thousands of square soldiers thousands of years ago was just that.

With a slight stomp of his foot, invisible energy surged from the soles of his feet like thunder, startling the layers of dust in the tomb, and the entire tomb seemed to tremble slightly.

Professor Ge touched his nose and said a little strangely, "It seems to be ...... Don't smell like that? ”

The people around nodded hurriedly, and they were also confused and didn't know what was going on.

Xu Xingchen peeked at Bai Chuwei in fear, who else could do it? Isn't it the immortal cultivator next to him?

Bai Chuwei chuckled, raised her legs calmly and walked inside, as if she was visiting a tourist attraction.

The experts were gradually attracted by the surrounding cultural relics, and the live broadcast room shouted that the things were exquisite.

Bai Chuwei didn't squint, raised her legs and went straight into the main tomb, all the way unimpeded, without the slightest obstacle.

The moment they stepped into the main burial chamber, everyone, including the live broadcast room, gasped and was stunned on the spot.

Professor Ge shouted in dismay, "Golden coffin! ”

The tomb has been messy for thousands of years, only the coffin in the middle is still shining with golden light, and the dragon patterns on it are extremely complicated.

Bai Chuwei stood with her hands in her hands, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved.

Long time no see, Dog Emperor. It's a pity that the old ancestor is still alive and kicking now, and your kid has become a white bone.

"Five-clawed Golden Dragon ......" The professors glanced at each other and swallowed a deep mouthful of saliva.

Is it really the emperor's mausoleum?

Several experts couldn't wait to step forward, and Professor Sun exclaimed: "Wait, there is an inscription next to it, maybe you can determine the identity of the owner of the tomb!" ”

A group of professors carefully brushed the dust off the inscription with small brushes, and the audience in the live broadcast room jumped even more excitedly.

As a result, there is only one sentence on the inscription -

Wei, I hope to be with you for eternity.

Bai Chuwei: "......! ”

Damn, he was publicly executed!

Duan Feihan, who was watching the live broadcast, gradually disappeared on the curvature of his lips.