The moment she opened the box, she saw a sudden flash of black light from the box, and her whole body immediately leaned back, forming a fan shape and bending back to the ground.
The hair was thrown forward at the same time, hooking the handle of the box, and the body falling back pulled the hair straight to prevent the lid of the box from closing again.
The black light shot out from the box silently, passed by the tip of Lingwu's nose, and pierced into the wall.
They are all poison-quenched silver needles as thin as an ox's hair.
Nangong Xuan reached out and took out a rope from his arms, jumped to the roof beam, tied the rope to the roof beam, hooked the rope with his feet and hung it upside down to the top of the box.
Then he nodded to Ling Wu who was still leaning back. After she blinked to make sure she understood what he was going to do next, she held the handle on the box with her hand and slowly took away Ling Wu's hair.
Then he gently lifted the lid of the box and opened it.
He raised his hand a little higher, and the thin black silver needles in the box also slipped due to the mechanism, and shot out waves silently.
After the box lid was fully opened, those black silver needles stopped
After a long pause, Nangong Xuan nodded to Ling Wu.
Ling Wu exerted force on her waist and straightened her body according to the original downward path.
Staring at the bright yellow brocade box in the box
He took a deep breath, looked at Nangong Xuan, and then reached out to the brocade box in the box.
When his fingers touched the brocade box, he paused and frowned slightly.
She didn't know why, but she still had an inexplicable and unknown premonition about picking up this brocade box.
In the distance, Ling Yun deliberately raised his voice and raised his voice: "Uncle Li, do you think the emperor of Tianlin Kingdom has been poisoned?" |