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732. Condition 4

Brother, I am a normal man, with all kinds of emotions and desires." Ye Qianjin teased with a smile. Seeing her little face nervous and her eyes flustered, he wanted to laugh.

"Brother, it's even deeper and heavier. You have internal strength to protect yourself. I'm a poor sister. I'm a weak woman. I'm still on the top of this mountain for a night, and I can't freeze into a mummy?" Pei Xiaoqing said with a bitter face.

"What is a mummy?" Ye Qianjin was very curious about the strange words that popped up from time to time.

"It is something that uses medicine to make a mummy body and store it for thousands of years without destroying it."

A gust of cold wind blew by, Pei Xiaoqing couldn't help but ban her from the cold and said listlessly.

"Make a human body into a mummy? Have you seen it?"

"Of course, I went to Egypt before..." Pei Xiaoqing suddenly remembered that there should be no Egypt in this world, so she stopped.

"I have seen it too." Ye Qianjin said lightly without saying anything.

"Ah, you've seen it." Pei Xiaoqing was shocked and thought that time had returned to the present world.

"Yes, I have really seen it, but it was not in Egypt, but in an ancient tomb on Yulong Mountain at the border between the Great Zhou and the Great Chu." Ye Qianjin said with certainty.

"Yulong Snow Mountain?" Pei Xiaoqing suddenly became interested.

"It's not a snow mountain, it's a long-lasting green mountain range, where the world is like spring. I heard that the Shangguan family once made their fortunes."

"Shangguan family? Is it my mother-in-law's family?" Pei Xiaoqing asked in surprise.

"I heard that Princess Ning is the last bit of blood in the Shangguan family. It seems that this matter is true. Your Qilin card should also be the heirloom of the Shangguan family. Unfortunately, you lost it." Ye Qianjin reminded Pei Xiaoqing with a smile.

"Oh, I can't spoil my mother, so sad." The Qilin card was not lost, but only Pei Xiaoqing and Chu Yunxi knew about it. Even Ye Qianjin knew about the Qilin card. It seemed that the small wooden card was really not very important.

Ye Qianjin looked at her deeply and then looked at the pile of mango flowers on the ground. "I said, "Second Grandma Chu, Miss Pei Si, how do you get back so many flowers?"

"Hey, do you have nothing to put on? I thought you should have some cloth bags or something on your body."

"Do you think this prince is the elder of the Beggars' Sect? There are so many cloth bags on his back?" Ye Qianjin said angrily.

"You'd better be the ninth generation elder. In this way, your status will be respected. That's really a very powerful force. At least it's the most suitable one to treat it as an intelligence agency. If you really can control all beggars in the world, you will be half of the world." Pei Xiaoqing remembered the crazy and coolness of the Beggars' Sect in martial arts novels in his previous life. That was really a powerful grassroots force.

Ye Qianjin's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his blue eyes were like washed grapes, moistening and shiny, and he smiled and said, "This discussion of your family is very consistent with the will of our palace. If this palace really becomes the world in the future, your family will be a great hero."

"Well, then please Elder Ye first contribute your cloth bag and help the younger one get all the flowers here before giving me a reward."

Pei Xiaoqing narrowed her eyes so much that she smiled, pointing to the pile of poisonous flowers.

Ye Qianjin shook his head helplessly, took off the outer robe of three-clawed golden dragon made of purple silk embroidered by three-clawed golden dragon, and spread it on the ground.
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