This battle was difficult to win, and Jian Fan suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points.
In order to rush back in time to attend the highlight auction of Yipin Banquet and pick up some treasures by the way, Jian Fan expressed that he had no objection at all being carried away by Rong Nan.
This tomb is not as exaggeratedly big as Qin Si’s tomb last time, and its structure is relatively simple.
The "ancient"-shaped structure was easily pushed into the corridor by one foot.
It was not far from the entrance.
Walking straight ahead, there was a rotting coffin in the front room.
The lid of the coffin was opened, and there was a feeling of resentment.
The sacrificial objects placed aside did not arouse Jian Sifu's interest at all.
"Xiao Fanfan, the main room is ahead.
There are some troublesome things.
What do you want?"
"Let's finish the group and go on a date at the auction."
Jian Fan said it with ease.
Jian Fan said it without bothering him at all.
His straightforward demeanor made him feel like he was an unrivaled hero.
It's so arrogant and adorable.
A date, sounds good.
In Rong Nan's lowered eyes, Jian Fan's pink mouth opened and closed with excitement.
He put Jian Fan down lightly, holding a coin that Jian Fan had held in his palm.
Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and he breathed a cool breath.
It passed between Jian Fan's lips and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.
The cold feeling had gone away, but Jian Fan shivered slowly.
She rolled her eyes and looked in the direction where Rong Liang had almost fled.
She placed her white fingers on her lips, and a hot feeling spread from her fingertips to her heart.
She murmured in a low voice, "Just kiss me.
Anyway, let's talk first."
"Ah."
Suddenly, I felt that the word "ma'am" was not so difficult to accept, even though I couldn't touch it.
She curled her lips and speeded up to keep up with Rong Yi, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to take a sip of the broth.
The speed of escape was very fast.
Even if Jian Fan tried his best to catch up, he could only catch up with him at the last moment when he wiped out the male and female corpses in the main tomb with a wave of his sleeves.
"Ananda, you can't give me any mercy.
Although they are a little ugly and smelly, the attack power of these two corpses is also very powerful.
After all, they are all stiff, which is a waste of resources."
Rong Nan lowered his eyes and thought with his knees, he knew what this girl was thinking.
She has no shortage of ghosts, and the corpses of men and women will not be used for refining by her.
She also has no shortage of storytellers.
I am afraid that Miss Jian will not have the patience to listen to the history in this tomb.
However, the sword beside the male corpse and the jade pendant around the waist of the female corpse, as well as the clothes on the two corpses, seemed to be worth a little money.
People's emotions are so strange.
What you hold in your hand is no big deal, but when the duck flies to your mouth, ten thousand reasons to feel sad and heartbroken will suddenly explode.
"Ananda, how much do you think they can sell this coffin for?
Will the Taoist priests who got it from Xiaomaoshan auction it for us?"
There is something even weirder about people, emotions come and go quickly.
One second, Jian Fan was heartbroken for the treasure that was easily wiped out, but the next second, she was tired of being next to someone else's coffin.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Different from the previous rotten coffin, this two coffins, one large and one small, are made of rare golden ebony, black on the outside and yellow on the inside, with a peculiar fragrance, and polished extremely finely.
The corners of the coffins are engraved with obscure dragon patterns.
The lid of the coffin is covered with graceful auspicious clouds, which are noble and exquisite, making people unable to help but feel happy.
The inside of the large one is covered with a number of green and white jade articles, arranged in a formation to collect the Yin Qi from the ground; the inside of the small one is covered with soft gauze, which is restrained and supple when lifted, just like new.
Jian Fan looked at this and touched that.
The owner had just been wiped out.
This was an ownerless thing.
She was the first person to see it.
There was no one to share it with.
It was so lonely.
"Tch, I really can't stand it."
Rong Ren's index finger drew a small circle in the air.
The small circle gradually rotated, and the surrounding space showed distortions visible to the naked eye.
The coffin seemed to be attracted by the strong wind, slowly moving towards the small circle.
The hole moved away, and when it reached the entrance, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Knowing that Rong Nan was an old ghost who was powerful enough to open up a small space, Jian Fan was not too surprised, but there was still a bit of reluctance in his eyes.
"How relieved is the owner of this tomb?
The huge main tomb doesn't even have any decent mechanisms."
Jian Fan, who was unwilling to give up, was knocking here and there in the tomb.
She almost walked around the empty tomb.
Not catching any treasures, Jian Fan glanced at Rong Yan who was drinking at the side and scurried out like a rabbit.
The main tomb is equipped with north and south ear chambers, which look very formal.
Silver, gold, two houses The shiny reserve metal did not disappoint Miss Jian.
The guy didn't even take a look at the weapons that had become scrap metal.
Looking at what she saw, her focus began to deviate again.
Money, money, money, a lot of notes flying around.
It would be fine if there were fewer magic weapons.
You could practice it yourself.
Money, that's a lollipop that can circle the earth several times.
It seemed like something strange had come in.
Before Rong Nan could collect them all, Jian Fan quietly hid a piece of gold in his pocket.
"Ananda, come quickly, come and collect the gold."
Jian Fan's pretentious shouting almost forced Rong Nan to throw a drink in her face.
Such an obvious little move was enough.
Who would steal her things?
"Xiao Fanfan, go and have a look in the back room, leave it to me."
Rong Nan squinted his eyes strangely, half-smiling.
Jian Fan shrank his shoulders.
Although Ananda's smile was beautiful, it was so strange.
However, the back room is usually the base of the baby.
Even if it feels weird, Jian Fan has no choice but to step in for the baby.
Rong Nan's attack was definitely efficient and fast, but this time he was a bit exaggeratedly slow.
Jian Fan walked towards the back room carrying the copper coin sword.
Her excited breathing could be clearly heard in the dark and quiet corridor.
She took one step, two steps, and was panting heavily.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"Huh."
She exhaled a thick breath, and was about to strike down the door of the back room with the sword in her hand.
Suddenly, a "huh" sound came from the corridor, which was the same as the sound she made when she exhaled before.
"Who" can't be an echo.
How can an echo reappear after a few seconds?
Jian Fan's big eyes rolled around, and the copper coin sword in his hand drew beautiful sword flowers.
"Who is it?"
This time, the pause was longer, and the voice that came back was more high-pitched and sharp, less deliberately imitating.
At the same time, Jian Fan's ears suddenly heard the sound of the sword flower he had just waved, not too many and not too little.
The sound of the sword stopped, and there were three blood marks on Jian Fan's left ear, but no blood flowed out.
"Eh?"
The strange doubt is like that of a child, but it makes people sick to hear it.
"Your blood tastes so good, hehehe, it tastes so good, why don't you bleed a little more?"
A sharp scream that was neither male nor female came and went, sounding like anger or greed.
Jian Fan touched her ear and said, "Hiss."
Her body was already fragile, and her cheeks felt as if they had been wiped by someone.
Every drop of blood flowing out was taken away, and the evil cold breath flowed along her cheeks.
The wounds roamed freely inside her body, and she couldn't move at all
.
: