"No matter how valuable antiques are, they are not as good as crystal verification these days. Why are you stealing these pictures?"

Listening to Base No. 1's moral behavior, I whispered in a low voice on Wednesday.

If it weren't for Zuo Ying's not far from Mei Shi, Mei Shi would have laughed at him because of his words. Mei Shi would have seen the psychics of the base No. 1 around Zhou San, which was as dark as the bottom of the pot, staring at Zhou San fiercely, and then he saw that some other base psychics were trying to hold back their blushing faces that they wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

"What, don't you think that mummy is strange? You are so cruel and have a large group of mummies attacking the city for something?" Some psychics also noticed something wrong, looked at Zuo Ying, and asked in a low voice: "Did you steal, did you take what else?"

"I don't know." Zuo Ying said viciously with a dark face and biting her back teeth.

The army has never interfered in this kind of stealing thing, but just stealing things from ancient people. They have done a lot of things to wipe their butts, but today he really doesn't know anything.

The communications soldiers under his command had already been blown up in the liaison room under the high platform, and they were also saying that the things were to be delivered immediately and asked them to wait for a while.

"I'm just waiting, I'll do such a mess every day!" The communication soldier almost smashed the communicator directly.

After passing the news to Zuo Ying, he heard that he would come soon. Zuo Ying then breathed a sigh of relief and held the microphone to talk to Yuan Meng at the city. Yuan Meng did not speak, and the mummy behind him did not become restless. Everything seemed to be waiting for the man in charge to speak.

"Well, I look very good at temperament, but I don't know how my face looks." Mei Shi held the telescope in her hands and thought she had really seen something, but in fact, Yuan Meng in her eyes was still a human form.

"Boss Mei, you can't just say that Mr. Ming is not here... cough." For the first time, Zhang Yao tactfully reminded Mei Shi about her desire to see the handsome guy. Mei Shi tilted her head and looked at him, then looked at Li Qiwu beside him, and said, "Feng'er, there is a handsome guy, how about you?"

"No, it's all the enemy country that looks good." In Li Qiwu's eyes, the opposite side was her enemies, all of which were evidence of the destruction of Li Chao.

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"Father, father, isn't this right?" The slap on his face had not subsided, Duan Miao's eyes widened and his pupils continued to shrink, as if he had received something frightened, looking at Duan Yuheng sitting there.

"You have brought someone to the doorstep. What's wrong with me doing this?" Duan Yuheng, Duan Yuheng was playing with a small dragon-shaped jade pendant. He looked up at the son who was not very smart and asked, "It just so happens that even if he fails, there are scapegoats. There are also reasons for this. It's just right that he can see what kind of strength the other party is."

"But, but what if the other party really attacked the city in anger..." Duan Miao thought about it and couldn't help but tremble. He really didn't know that this time he had done such a thing. He originally thought his father would use this to scold him, and then helped to make the matter come back. As a result, he seemed to be slapped, and then he heard that his father actually planned to attack the other party by taking advantage of the opportunity to return the painting.

Is his father crazy? But Duan Miao didn't ask Duan Yuheng about this sentence after all.

The other Ming Yi had already hidden himself outside the city. There was a space wall in front of him. Seeing Yuan Meng riding a horse, a spear full of dark gold was behind him. Ming Yi focused his eyes on the spear, but he didn't expect that Yuan Meng would keenly notice anything and held the spear back in his hand, looking around vigilantly.

Mei Shi and the others on the platform saw a man in black uniform taking over the so-called stolen thing.

"What..." The people present saw the scroll lying in the brocade box, and after careful examination, Zuo Ying started to shout. Yuan Meng raised his hand and asked his mummies to take fifteen steps back, and asked them to send one out of the city to hand the painting to him.

"Crown Prince, I'm afraid there's a fraud." A mummy walked to Yuan Meng with some concern and reminded him. Yuan Meng tightened the spear in his hand and let him retreat without any hindrance. However, he gently clamped the horse's belly. Hearing the horse's neighing cry, Yuan Meng touched the horse and stopped talking.

However, this made Ming Yi in the dark see this situation and couldn't help but wonder what was the mummy paying so much attention to. In his opinion, the dark gold spear behind him was a treasure.

"Can't!"

Just when everyone thought the matter was about to end like this, a middle-aged man in this white robe rushed out of the city gate that had not been closed like a gust of wind. When the painting was about to be handed to Yuan Meng by the man in black, the figure was roaring with a loud voice, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed out and raised his hand and knocked the brocade box to the sky.

"I'll kill you, the painting is mine!" The middle-aged man looked at Yuan Meng with a somewhat crazy look. The manual bombs on his waist were already exposed in everyone's sight.

"Be careful!" The psychic who came to deliver the painting looked shocked and immediately retreated behind him to the ground. With a loud bang, Mei Shi and the others were shocked by the sudden explosion at the door. The explosion was filled with smoke and dust. Then Mei Shi heard someone say again, "Look at the sky!"

Everyone focused their eyes on the sky. The paintings in the brocade box that had just been thrown into the sky and was blown higher by the explosion airflow had fallen out of the brocade box, and the scroll spread out. It was a grand and brilliant painting, a picture of the officials who worshipped when the king ascended the throne.

"Brother!" Suddenly, the voice of Li Qiwu next to Mei Shi exploded. Mei Shi was stunned and turned her head to look at Li Qiwu. When Li Qiwu saw the painting, tears fell instantly. Then she scared Mei Shi and Zhang Yao's not bad Li Qiwu jumped down from the platform more than ten meters high, and fortunately landed safely.

"Feng'er!" Zhang Yao didn't have time to catch the wind and snow when he saw this, so he jumped down, and threw Mei Shi, who was not as good as this, directly on the platform.

Seeing that the commotion caused by Li Qiwu's "jumping off the building" was not over, the soldiers at the city gate said that someone had rushed out again.

Mei Shi's eyes turned dark, it was sunny. At this time, who else was besides Li Qiwu rushing out?

"I'll chase." Mei Shi gritted her teeth and didn't have much time to scold the uneasy two people, so she chased her down the platform. She didn't know that after she went downstairs, Haishi base and Chang'an base were following her and chasing her.

Mei Shi still remembers Feng'er's "brother" shout just now, and remembers the scroll painting with the emperor. Although the distance between the painting is too far, the people in the painting are clear and clear, Mei Shi can still remember the appearance of the Emperor Li Qiwu in her dream.

Li Qiwu watched the painting gradually falling down and the memories of the past surged into her heart again. That painting, that painting was the picture of the throne-to-ten-official worship of ten thousand officials painted on the day his royal brother ascended the throne at the highest point of the imperial city!

"You dare to use our Li Chao's things as a burial, or my brother's painting..." Li Qiwu's eyes flashed with unstable red light, rushed out of the city, his eyes fell on the dust and smoke, and his voice was quiet and mute, "I'll kill you!"

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