"Where is your box? Why don't you go and get it?" He turned his head and said to her with a smile, his voice was so gentle, with a hint of endearment.
"Yeah!" Fenghua responded.
She was excited inside, but on the outside, she wanted to maintain a cool and calm look. Her hands were trembling slightly.
When she stood in front of the Holy Spirit Box and touched the silver box, the cold touch gave her such a real feeling!
Oh my god, she finally got the Holy Spirit Box!
Her conspiracy finally succeeded!
Her heart was cheering...
"Fenghua." Yelujun's voice called her.
Only then did Fenghua come back to his senses, quickly kept calm, and looked at him coldly.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you quickly open the Holy Spirit Box and see what's missing inside?" His voice was still so gentle, with a faint smile on his lips, "Didn't you just say that this box is missing?"
Can it be fake? You’ll know if it’s true or false if you open it and take a look.”
"No need to open it, this box is real." Fenghua's lips curled up slightly.
"Oh, that's good! This time, I didn't let your box be stolen. Did I do you a big favor?" He stroked his chin, as if asking her for credit.
"Well, thank you." She caressed the box, lowered her eyes, and suddenly the corners of her lips gradually raised: "Thanks to you, this box can be returned to my hands again... It's really thanks to you..."
Her voice was so sighing that it seemed like she had a thousand words that she didn't say.
Her mission is about to be completed!
What a surprise the owner would be if he saw this box!
I’m so looking forward to it. I can’t wait to take this box back!
But no, she still had to deal with the guy in front of her!
If his head can be brought back, the owner will definitely be very happy. All the previous failures have been won back...
"What are you thinking about that makes you so happy?" Yelujun looked at her face and found that the corners of her mouth were raised unconsciously, as if she was thinking of something happy.
Fenghua came back to his senses and raised his head, "Yes, I just thought of something very happy, and you saw it!"
"Really? Let me guess, what are you happy about now?" He suddenly became interested and said with a smile.
"Okay." Fenghua curled his lips, and slowly moved his hand behind his back. Several silver needles reflected a horrifying light under the firelight.
Yelujun held his chin seriously and tilted his head, thinking: "Well, for what reason... are you happy for me? Well, that's impossible, I didn't do anything big today, it's nothing.
What is it that makes you happy..."
When Feng Hua wasn't paying attention, a light flashed quickly in his eyes, and the next second, the silver needle in his hand shot out...
"Whoosh——"
"Whoosh——"
"Whoosh——"
Countless silver needles shot at him like airtight rain...
Yelujun's ears twitched slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and with a "swish" sound, he grabbed the cloak behind him to block it!
"Ding ding ding ding..."
The silver needles touched the cloak, but instead of being penetrated, they all fell to the ground!
The most amazing thing is that all the silver needles have deformed and become bent, as if they are about to be broken!