Chapter 1207: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 80
Ling Wu, who followed closely behind, stepped into the room calmly, curled her lips and smiled: "Originally, this was just a simple thing."
Some things seem to be more difficult to do, if you use the simplest way to do them, you will find that they are such a simple thing.
Turning back, closing the door, Lingwu walked directly to the table in the room, pulled open a chair and sat down
Take out the iron box from Qin Hua that I changed from my sleeve, put it on the table, stretch out my fingers, and gently stroke the skin that still has a slight body temperature.
Look at the iron box carefully
At this time, Yue Qingyun, who was originally lying softly on the dressing table, sat up straight, walked to the table, bent down and looked at the iron box that looked like there was no lethality at all.
Even Lianyu, who had always been afraid of Lingwu, couldn't help but walk a few steps forward at this time
Ling Wu looked at the iron box for a while, and after debugging the direction, he gently pressed the iron box God with his fingers.
After a while, he sighed softly: "What a powerful murder weapon."
Only then did I say this, Lian Yu, who had been watching from the side, showed a look of surprise in her eyes.
After Lingwu pressed the button, nothing happened at all
But why did Lingwu say such a sentence again
"When Qin Hua first said that, I really didn't believe how capable such a gadget could be, but..."
Yue Qingyun raised her eyebrows, stood up straight, walked to the wall, looked at the place that looked like there was no trace at all, and said leisurely; "Now, I really believe it."
"Um!"
Lingwu held the iron box in her hand and frowned slightly: "I didn't expect that in this time and space, someone could do such a thing."
In this room, except for Lian Yu who didn't see clearly, both of them saw clearly that when Ling Wu pressed the button, eight to ten thin threads shot out from the thin hole of the iron box.
Hair-like needle
It was like this that the fine needle that didn't even sound at all, and had to bend it with a slight touch, was completely immersed in the wall that Yue Qingyun was observing now under the force of the spring of the iron box.