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551. Chapter 551 Treasure 8

"These two were prepared by Chen and I for ourselves, but unfortunately, it seems that we can't use them!"

The old lady walked to the two opened coffins, looked at the empty coffins, and a sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. The things she had prepared twenty years ago, she thought she could die in this deep mountain like all the ancestors of Lores and be buried under this loess forever. It was a pity, it turned out that it was not the case!

"You actually prepared the coffin for yourself in advance!"

Murong Xiaoxiao looked at the coffin that the old lady touched, and couldn't help but frowned. Even though she knew there was nothing in it, the feeling still made her feel a little awkward and even a little creepy!

"I not only prepared for myself, but also prepared for him!"

The old lady turned her head, and her smiling watery eyes met Xiaoxiao's surprised face, and the forbearing smile in her eyes was a little cold!

As long as they are the descendants of Lores, they will have a golden coffin from birth, which indicates that they are also reminding them that no matter how long the founder is alive and how bright the aura given by their ancestors is, when they die, they will die one day, and this is the place where they last live.

"What did you say?"

Xiaoxiao subconsciously looked at Mu Sichen beside her, but found that his gaze was always on another coffin. Like these numerous golden coffins, Murong Xiaoxiao could see that all the coffins here were made of pure gold, and the mouth Mu Sichen looked at was still painted with a woman, a woman exactly like her!

But this coffin is closed and even sealed. No matter how enthusiastic Mu Sichen's vision is, he cannot penetrate the thick coffin lid!

"This is the coffin of the young master's parents!"

Grandma Ying next to her suddenly spoke, but she was trying to solve her doubts for Murong Xiaoxiao.

They will be buried here if they die, so why not...

Murong Xiaoxiao looked at the golden color of the sea of ​​coffin in front of her, and suddenly couldn't help but shivered. No wonder when she first entered the door, she felt a storm blowing towards her. Is this a collective tomb?

Dong!

When Xiaoxiao was in a state of excitement, a crisp and dullness came from her head, followed by the sound of messy footsteps!

"It's too much. They dare to trek into the ancestral hall!"

Grandma Ying, who was standing beside her, spoke angrily, and as expected, the old lady and Mu Sichen frowned, and their faces became darker and ugly.

"Let's go! They can't find the one here!"

After resentment, the old lady's face recovered a lot. She turned around first and continued to walk deep into the cave despite the strangeness coming from her head.

"The Great Elder is getting more and more excessive. He can actually do such a disrespectful thing!"

The more Grandma Ying thought about it, the more angry she became. Although her steps were following the old lady, the anger in her words could not be concealed.

"The magical Lores he had been thinking about for a lifetime finally gave him a chance. Immortality is a great temptation for everyone!"

Even though the direct descendants of the Lores clan were still old and desolate one after another, they had never been willing to give up on the legend and myth of immortality!

"But where is there immortality in the world?"
Chapter completed!
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