Chapter 566 Pre-Qin Antiques

"It was probably hundreds of years ago... I can't remember it clearly... Anyway, it was a while ago," Long Xiaozhai recalled.

"A while ago..." The regrets of the players were messy in the wind.

It is really difficult to reach a consensus on the concept between mortals and demons.

"A while ago," Long Xiaozhai recalled, "I'm taking a good nap. As a result, he was suddenly awakened by a huge energy fluctuation. When I got up, it turned out that someone flew up next to me. In this way, the person who soared is mostly the guard here!

It's so annoying!" Long Xiaozhai frowned and said, "I was sleeping comfortably. I quarreled people from my sleep. If I want to sleep again, I can't sleep anymore. I have to dig a hole for fun.

"Skinny! It turns out that this Zhailong has been sleeping for thousands of years! It was not until the last few hundred years that I was woken up!" The people on the channel are talking a lot.

"In this case! Let me have a try!" Bai Mei said.

Everyone made way. Bai Mei took solemn steps and stepped on the altar step by step.

Grasp a tripod with one hand. I got up.

Shout out loud!

Strong...

Don't move at all!

"It's so heavy! Nine times out of ten is true!" Bai Mei didn't raise the tripod, but he was obviously quite happy.

"Will it be connected below, so it can't be lifted?" Shi Ba was worried about the tunnel.

"It is also possible. However. The mountain and river tripod is originally full of mountains and rivers, and the luck of Kyushu. I can't hold it. It's normal.

"Anyway, put on the hanger!" Tang Xiaodao.

If you don't try, you will never be willing.

Soon, the technicians set up a hanger in the square, crossed the tripod, a set of special spider ropes, and hung the ears of the tripod.

Hanging up.

"Wh! It's not very heavy!" The people in charge of the operation were surprised.

It's easy to hang the tripod.

"How is that possible?" Everyone was surprised. As one of the ancient giant demons, Bai Mei is so powerful that it can be imagined. What he can't lift is easily hung up by the player?

Players haven't even contributed much!

"I see!" Bai Mei brushed his eyebrows and smiled, "Jiuzhou Ding, Jiuzhou Ding! Haha! Even you are no longer popular?"

It's like mockery, self-mocking, and more like sighing: "The artifact of suppressing luck in the past has become an illusory legend now! There are already other artifacts that have replaced your status!"

"Here we go again! What is this old man talking about? Who will help me translate? Tang Sanben shouted depressedly on the channel.

"What's going on?" Tang Xiaowen.

Even he himself doesn't know what he is asking. In a word, that's the meaning. I hope Bai Mei can speak more and speak more clearly.

"This Jiuding is the social artifact of our era. It can be suppressed, and it is just the remnants of our era! You can't suppress the people of your era! What's more, most of you are variables between heaven and earth. You are not bound by the number of days at all, and you are not suppressed by luck. Even if it is a social artifact of this era, it will suppress you!"

"It's repression again... What is the use of this repression? Why do I feel more and more that this word is used by Bai Mei as a golden oil? There is another complaint in the player channel.

Anyway, the white eyebrows can't be raised, and the player can move. The emergence of this situation means that this tripod is one of the nine tripods of Kyushu Society. It should be Yuzhou Ding.

After the nine tripods were raised, in the horizon of Shiba, the inexplicable columns in the square gradually faded away.

Players surround the Yuzhou tripod, knocking here and breaking there, which is very happy. Tang San thieves looked at the hanging tripod and tentatively moved it, spinning still.

"How to deal with this heavy thing?" Tang Xiaoze informed the new star of the situation here.

"Let's keep a low profile!" The new star asked in detail, and after learning some details, he said, "Your core team should be quite reliable. It's not easy to leak. Pack the tripod as an ordinary booty and ship it back!

You two! That's awesome! I got the golden man a while ago, and now I've got the Jiuding with no news at all!"

Tang Xiaohui giggled and said, "You help me push down the guild's combat tasks. I have to make some contributions to the guild anyway, so I won't take you back!"

Tang's novel is about Xiaoqiang.

"Haha! The booty you hit on the patio has made Xiaoqiang happy for a long time! He is straightforward, but he is very nice. If you communicate with him more, you will understand!"

At the end of the communication, Tang Xiao explained the matter to the people present, and then shipped the big tripod out in the name of the pre-Qin antiques.

On the surface, this tripod looks no different from the big tripod unearthed in the Shang Dynasty. Even if nothing is included, no one can see the clue. It's just an ordinary antique.

In this way, they took this pre-Qin antique out of the earth, dragged it to the Yingchuan River with a carriage, and boarded the commercial transport ship of the Sihai Guild.

"Speaking of which, it's a little strange!" Shi Bamu sent the tripod to load the ship, and suddenly said, "The last time the tripod was transferred, as soon as it moved, there was a sense of Wu Zhiqi, and there was a big earthquake!" Why hasn't Wu Zhiqi responded after the tripod has been removed for so long this time?

"It's really strange to hear you say that!" Tang San, who was beside him, also sighed.

Shi glanced at it and was suddenly shocked: "Wha! Little house dragon!"

Behind Tang San Thief, a young man with long bright yellow hair was followed, clutching the corners of Tang San Thief's clothes tightly, with a pair of big black and white eyes, looking around greedily.

"Oh! He didn't know when the chain suddenly broke off. Tang Sanft looked at the surprised expressions of the crowd and said proudly, "Maybe it's when the big stone shell is blowed up, or maybe it's when the tripod is removed."

Shi Ba suddenly recalled that the chain seemed to be indeed connected to the altar.

"What a small house dragon! We are going to help you find another way! You just sneaked out!" Tang Xiaoxiao said, "It's so abominable! You will be a vegetarian for three days!"

"Thank you! Thank you, brother! Thank you, sister! Thank you!" Long Xiaozhai nodded and thanked him. His eyes were red. Looking at the Yingchuan River, he suddenly fell to the ground, wiped his tears, and cried loudly.

"Alas! Don't cry! It's just three days of vegetarian! It's not so exaggerated!" Tang Xiao was suddenly confused. This little dragon is too fragile!

"Wow! Dad! Mom! Xiaolong is finally out! Xiaolong can play with water happily outside again!" Xiao Zhailong cried, screamed, laughed and cried at the same time.

Dark clouds came from all directions, like ministers worshipping the king, converging in this world, converging into a torrential rain.