Chen Fan was also frightened and looked at him speechlessly, "No, this is too fake!"

"Anyway, it's your business to believe it or not. I've said everything I know!" Peng Yiwu grinned and said to Chen Fan, "Brother, do you remember what I said when I wanted to buy that sword from you? Actually, I was not going to go for that sword, I went for the text on it! Why did they buy that sword? Because I know that the patterns and words on this sword, as well as the sword making craftsmanship, show that the sword in your hand must be something from Guirong Kingdom, and it's not wrong!"

"Is Guirong Kingdom related to Yinglao?" This is not the first time Chen Fan heard this statement. The old dean Jiang Dengxuan told him that the words on the sword are the "Tianzhu" of "Guirong Kingdom". Shanwu Novel Network

"Ghost Rong Kingdom is the hometown of Yinglao." Seeing that the atmosphere was not so tense, Peng relaxed little by little, "Why would you be staring at this Ghost Rong Kingdom? Yinglao escaped from the Ghost Rong Kingdom! Ghost Rong Kingdom is one of the descendants of the Quanrong Kingdom. It is said that the people in this country are very powerful and can control the art of ghosts and gods! The surrounding countries are very afraid of them! There are even legends that the people in this country are descendants of evil ghosts in hell! It is very mysterious! They have been investigating for many years before I came. From the information I have now, the mysterious Ghost Rong Kingdom has indeed existed for a long time, but I don't know why, but it was destroyed later, just like the Queen Mother Kingdom that suddenly disappeared a long time ago. It was like the Queen Mother Kingdom of the West that suddenly disappeared a long time ago. It was gone!"

"You mean, those people are not actually looking for the art of immortality, but looking for the whereabouts of the disappearing Guirong Kingdom, right?" Chen Fan seemed to understand a little.

"It should be said that they want to find Guirong Kingdom first, and then look for the art of immortality!"

Peng Yishou quickly corrected.

"Then why did they go to that place? It's the ancient tomb under the lake, a place where no one can enter."

Chen Fan's expression became serious because Chen Fan felt that this matter was really not that simple.

"Because, that tomb is very strange. When the Japanese dug him open, they took out some things in the ancient tomb. Some of the handicrafts were all very big stone figures, which were similar to the Vajra Guardians in the temple. Judging from the carving techniques of the handicrafts and the text above, those things seemed to be a rare burial object, and the kind of burial object that only members of the royal family deserved to have, just like the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang, like this."

Chen Fan was silent.

Everyone was silent.

"There may be a person buried in that place. This person may be a monarch of Guirong Kingdom. Even if he is not a monarch, he is definitely a fierce man who can dominate the world!"

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Peng Yimu added tragically.

Chen Fan's heart skipped a beat, "Who is the tomb owner?"

"If I had known, I would have said it long ago! Let's not talk about who it is now, it is not necessarily even a man or a woman!"

Peng shook his hands in one scene.

"What's the point? You can still be a woman!"

Wu Qiong was startled and grinned and said, "In the pre-Qin period, a woman's status was extremely low. How could she be a woman as a monarch!"

"You are talking about the Central Plains, but Guirong Kingdom is a barbarian, different! Guirong Kingdom is a state of ecclesiastical power, and their highest lord is not their monarch, but their high priests! As far as I know, the high priests of Guirong Kingdom are all women!"

"Female?!"

Zhang Tianba was suddenly shocked, "What kind of girl? Is it good-looking?"

"If you ask me, who will I ask? Maybe it will look good, but maybe it's possible! After all, he is a priest and not a beauty pageant champion. It's hard to say whether he looks good or not. What he can know is that people who can reach that position will definitely have little ability in addition to their noble status."

"Hey, boss! Are these things that Brother Peng said true?"

Zhang Tianba looked back at Chen Fan.

"Boss?"

Seeing Chen Fan lowering his head and silent, Zhang Tianba shook his hand in front of him.

"Ah? What?"

Chen Fan was shocked and looked at him with his head tilted, "You, what did you say just now?"

Everyone looked at each other.

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Push the door

When she came back, Xiaoman came over jumping. Chen Fan took off his windbreaker. Xiaoman quickly took it over and hung it up, "How are you talking today?"

"It's okay." Chen Fan felt a little tired, touched Xiaoman's head and walked upstairs.

"Master, do you have to have a midnight snack at night?"

Xiaoman followed and asked.

"Just eat by yourself, I'm a little tired."

Chen Fan went upstairs and fell head-on in his own home.

On the bed, there was still the same quilt, holding it in my arms, and the fragrance of the young lady.

Chen Fan thought about the young lady's appearance, and his eyes were blurred.

In fact, since the young lady left, even Su Mo came, she could not enter this room.

Because this quilt carries too many memories, Chen Fanshi couldn't bear to let any woman destroy it.

"Sister, where are you..."

As hope was shattered again and again, a strong sense of powerlessness arose in Chen Fan's heart.

This feeling is far less helpless and more terrifying than when he loses to Zorravimon again and again.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Someone knocked on the door outside, and Chen Fan turned his head and pushed the door open a crack.

"Ah! Why are you crying?"

Seeing Chen Fan looking over in tears, Su Mo, who was standing at the door holding her shoulders, almost laughed out loud, Chen Fan rubbed his eyes and held the quilt without saying a word.

"Come out, I'll tell you something."

Su Mo said, turning around and leaving.

A separate room, not very large, but very clean.

Su Mo hung up her coat, wore a milky white sweater, and sat on the head of the bed. The tight sweater could not cover the pair of people, so she couldn't bear to take her eyes apart.

"Why are you crying? You miss your wife?"

Su Mo took off the leather cover on his head, scattered his head and said with a smile.

"Don't talk about that, just say, what's the matter!"

Chen Fan sat cross-legged on the small sand in the room, holding his ankles and looking at her.

"Actually, I have nothing to do. I just have nothing to do. I want to come and accompany you."

Su Mo smiled brilliantly, took off the fluff that had been stained from somewhere, and smiled like a little fox.

"Why are you so bored!"

Chen Fan lay down with his body tilted and said helplessly.

"Hey, I'm kind-hearted. Don't be kind-hearted as a donkey, okay? If Xiaoman hadn't told me that you were in a very depressed mood today, I wouldn't have come to accompany you!"

Su Mo patted the mattress and looked at Chen Fan with a smile, "Come on, lie here! Let's make an exception today, I will serve you once!"

Chen Fan lay down, holding the pillow, Su Mo turned over and rode on Chen Fan's body, pinched Chen Fan's shoulder with both hands, and pinched them from light to heavy.

The unbearable soreness on his shoulders came, and Chen Fan shivered. His scalp and his body were numb. He felt so sour and refreshed.

"It's comfortable!" Su Mo said with a smile.

"Your technique is far worse than my sister!" Chen Fan curled his lips and said something in his heart.

"Yes, yes! Who is your young lady? You are the eldest wife of the main palace, your good wife! But now you can say that you have nothing to do. If you have the ability, please call her to serve you! Good intentions are like donkeys! If I had known that you were so heartless, I wouldn't have come!"

Su Mo became more and more angry as he spoke, and poked Chen Fan hard on the back of his head.

Chen Fan glared, "Hey! Poke me again!"

"What's wrong with poking you!"

Su Mo was completely unwilling to give in and poked it again.

"You wait, wait for me to recover, and see how I deal with you!"

Chen Fan said coldly.

Su Mo certainly knew what Chen Fan was referring to, his face turned slightly red and his hands were much stronger.

Chen Fan choked him so hard that he shouted, "Auntie, be gentle!"

"Are you still talking?" Su Mo looked at him provocatively, shaking his lips.

"I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore!" Chen Fan was quite tactful and straightforward.&1t;b

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"Buzz..." The cell phone on the head of the bed rang, but it was Wu Yihong called it. Chen Fan pressed the answer button, "Hey? Sister Hong! What's wrong with me?"

"Go and go, there is no real appearance every day!"

Wu Yihong rolled his eyes and looked at himself with a facial mask in the mirror and said with a smile: "Who are you with? Are you busy? I'll just hang up!"

"No, no, I just called a little girl outside and was stomping on my back! My breasts are big, and my work is good! It's only 18o a night, it's really worth it!"

Chen Fan said, and glanced at Su Mo. Su Mo, who was wearing a suspender skirt behind her, stepped on Chen Fan's head and whispered, "Get out! Let's beat you to death!"

Wu Yihong didn't hear Su Mo's voice, but she also felt that Chen Fan was indeed with a woman. She curled her lips and glanced at the red-eyed slap in the cabinet behind her, leaned directly against the wall and hung up the phone.

"Hey?" Chen Fan shouted twice, without any movement. He threw his phone aside and sighed softly, "It's hard to care about too many women! I can't care about this, but I can't care about that! I really admire the landlords in the past. You said that if this family really marrys ten or eight, they will not fight every day!"

"It's not necessarily the case. It depends on the person. If you want to find someone who is well-educated, rational and honest, it's okay! It's great if you know Leng Zhire and Relatives, but never cause trouble. If I were a man, I would definitely marry her!" Su Mo said with a smile.

"Truthful?"

"certainly!"

Chen Fan smiled slightly, "Then, Xiaoman is bigger and you are smaller, will you do it?"

Su Mo held the hand rod, rolled his eyes, and stepped on Chen Fan's back with his two little feet, and did not answer directly: "You have asked this, then I'll ask you too, if I also find seven or eight men to be my husband and ask you to be a little girl, will you do it?"

Chen Fan was stunned, "I would rather die."

"Then why can you have three wives and four concubines? I can't do it? Why are you so domineering?"

Su Mo said, and stepped on Chen Fan's head again.
Chapter completed!