I Broke Out Of My Grave And Was Yearning For Live Broadcast!

Tomb guard?

Hearing this name, the water friends could hardly complain.

It's the 21st century, but there is still this stuff?

"Father, if you say so, what kind of mausoleum guards organization is so awesome?"

Peng Peng asked blankly.

Ye Xuan said faintly: "Awesome? Not counting."

After all, Ye Xuan has experienced the era of cold weapons.

The people of that era were all burly bodies, shooting eagles and riding horses, and were brave and good at fighting.

Just pull one out, and you can hit several of them now.

And the Mausoleum Guards organization, in the final analysis, is also a modern person.

"The unique place of the tomb guards is not themselves, but a kind of pet they raise."

Ye Xuan explained.

"Grandpa Ye, what pet?"

As soon as Ye Xuan finished speaking, sister Zifeng asked quickly.

Ye Xuan smiled and said, "Do you know what kind of mount was Genghis Khan's favorite when he was alive?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was asked again.

Genghis Khan’s favorite mount?

They don't know either.

"Wait... I seem to know!"

Peng Peng said with a surprised look: "Could it be that the tiger failed?"

"Hahaha……"

"Peng Peng, you have played too much with pesticide king!"

"Thinking that Genghis Khan rides a tiger in King Pesticide, he likes tigers?"

"Yeah, Jing Ke is still a female in pesticides!"

The friends laughed.

Moreover, treating tigers as pets is either a madman or a fool.

After all, this thing is not fixed, but it will kill people.

But at this moment, Ye Xuan smiled and said, "Peng Peng, you really guessed it."

"Yes, when Genghis Khan was alive, his favorite pet was a tiger."

"Every time he travels to fight, he will ride a tiger, and others will ride a tiger. This guy rides a tiger."

Hearing what Ye Xuan said, the water friends were stupid.

Is this Genghis Khan so rigid?

Actually treat tigers as pets or even mounts.

They didn't believe it before, but now they believe it, because Ye Xuan told the truth.

"Old man, but what does this have to do with the tomb guard?"

The crowd continued to ask.

Ye Xuan explained: "Because Genghis Khan likes tigers, so the mausoleum guards inherited this characteristic, and everyone raised a tiger."

"It is said that there are totally eighty-eight guardians of the tomb, which means that there are at least eighty-eight tigers beside Genghis Khan's grave today."

"So it is not easy to steal the tomb of Genghis Khan."

After Ye Xuan finished speaking, everyone finally understood why Ye Xuan was not worried that Genghis Khan’s tomb was stolen.

Want to steal the grave of Genghis Khan.

You must pass the eighty-eight tiger level first!

Who can stand this! Tigers can eat people.

Let alone eighty-eight, even a few of them are choking!

"In the live broadcast room just now, I asked the team to go to the tomb, why are you not talking now?"

Now there is no audience in the live broadcast room to say that they want to go to the tomb.

And the tomb robber who is heading to Mongolia.

After seeing Ye Xuan reveal this information.

It is also returning one by one.

There is no other reason. Eighty-eight tigers can't bear it! !

...

at this time.

On a private island in California.

An old man of more than ninety people, skinny and sluggish, wears a pair of gold glasses and a tailored tuxedo. There is an unconcealable extravagance all over his body.

suddenly.

咚咚咚——

"come in."

The old man's hoarse voice sounded.

Then, a young subordinate walked in and knelt in front of the old man as if bowing to God.

"Patriarch, the person you asked me to investigate, now there is a result!"

The subordinate said so excitedly that his voice was trembling.

And the old man, after hearing this report, seemed even more excited than his subordinates.

"Ahem...really? Tell me quickly about some of the news that you investigated."

The subordinate hurriedly said, "That old man did appear in California more than two hundred years ago."

"So, the old man didn't lie on the show, he might have lived for countless years."

"After all, after living for more than two hundred years without dying, it is estimated that he can only be a god."

Finished listening.

The old man's face was filled with joy and hope.

With his current position and worth, there is nothing in this world that can attract him.

Of course, except for longevity.

The old man wants to live forever.

I want to live forever in this world like Ye Xuan.

In this way, everything he has will continue forever.

The old man's name was Mihawk, the patriarch of the Rothschild family.

The Rothschild family is the invisible father of the oil capital and the elder leader of the Xumi people.

The property of the Rothschild family is not listed, so the family assets are immeasurable;

The Rothschild family is the incarnation of light, controlling the entire capital of freedom through perfect doctrine...

If you search online, you will receive a bunch of information about the Rothschild family.

But the most famous is nothing more than--

"As soon as the money rang, the bad words stopped abruptly..."

Mihawk shook the wine in his hand and said this.

"Old god, I hope you will agree to my invitation..."

Mihawk thought very much that he wanted to invite Ye Xuan to dinner.

Ask for advice in person, how to live long.

Late at night, under the control of the Rothschild family,

A special plane flew to Taoyuan Village at a very fast speed.

Make luxurious invitations.

Was sent to the hands of Wang Zhengyu who was half-dreaming and half-awake.

Wang Zhengyu didn't mind throwing the invitation aside, waiting for the next morning when he woke up.

Suddenly, Wang Zhengyu was dumbfounded!

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