There was a cold light in Luo Ning's eyes. She was also a person who could turn over a book faster than turning over a book. She said, "Mr. Mogsy, I think you should have heard of it."

The atmosphere suddenly changed from the previous harmony to a slightly subtle one.

Luo Ning's pressure was released, and Mogxi's expression suddenly changed. He felt his breathing became a little tight, and his face turned pale.

Mogxi always thought that only Chen Yang was a master, but now he realized that this woman was also very powerful.

Mogshe took a deep breath, then smiled bitterly, and said: "The Third Temple is only mentioned in the doomsday theory among the Jews. Over the years, many scholars have also discussed the Third Temple.

But there are no results. The fact is that there is indeed no Third Temple at all. The Wailing Wall is the site of the Second Temple. Where can there be a Third Temple here?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Yang and Luo Ning and said, "Mr. Chen, Miss Luo, are you here for King Solomon's treasure?"

Chen Yang looked at Mogexi, and there was no point in denying it at this time. Everyone is a ghost. He said directly: "Yes. But we are not for money, but we want to understand some things.

My girlfriend and I are very interested in archeology."

Mogesi smiled bitterly and said: "I am a native of Jerusalem, and I have seen too many archaeologists and explorers come to us. They all came to explore King Solomon's treasures, but without exception,

, they all failed. Sometimes I feel that the so-called King Solomon’s treasure is nothing more than a legendary scam and does not exist at all.”
Chapter completed!