"......" Mu Qingchen was stunned for a moment, couldn't help laughing, and then laughed, "Hey, you little girl is good enough, have you seen it all?" ”

Saying this, his subordinates were not idle.

There is no sense of clumsiness in my heart.

He pulled out a nearly transparent silk thread from his sleeve that circled his palm several times.

If he hadn't deliberately paid attention, and the light of the fire shone slightly from the side, he really couldn't see the thing in his hand clearly.

Jiang Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly.

The heart is good, and the sleeves are good.

This sleeve is different from the ordinary sleeve pocket.

That kind of general sleeve bag, in addition to a few copper coins or a silver ticket, can not be dropped.

Not to mention pretending to be a bloody weapon to seal the throat.

And the sleeve is a good thing with a hidden knife.

All she had heard was that the material was extremely resilient and not easily destroyed.

Put these hidden weapons in it, and they won't wobbly when you walk.

Otherwise, the cuffs that look like they're loaded with heavy stuff are not clear enough to tell people—

Attention friends in front! I have a hidden weapon in my arms!

Of course, you can also put some medicine bottles.

In short, it's very practical. However, the workmanship requirements are extremely fine, and the raw materials required are relatively scarce.

Jiang Jiuxiao didn't rush to take it.

Although she is indeed insensitive, it doesn't mean that she won't be in pain!

On the contrary, the pain is longer and deeper when rebounding.

If a new injury is added at this time, there will be no dullness, but it will magnify the pain, irritate her nerves, and even go into shock.

If you rush to pick it up with your hands, you will probably have to make several cuts in your hands.

She replied, "It just so happens that I have just entered the mountain while you are still working hard. I thought it was a little interesting, so I just stood there and looked at it. ”

Mu Qingchen chuckled again.

He took off the transparent silk thread, dragged the two ends, and let the trap fit into Jiang Jiuxiao's outstretched little hand.

After putting it on, he let go of his hand and watched Jiang Jiuxiao's attention focus on this line, his expression moved slightly.

Quietly, he said, "Can you use a whip?" ”

"The circle you're holding this thing is pretty smooth, but there's all those indistinct barbs on the other side. However, this thing should have spirituality, so if you are careful, you will not hurt yourself. ”

Jiang Jiuxiao was listening carefully, still holding the fire in one hand and the spiritual silk thread in the other.

She was about to look up and say that she understood, but suddenly she felt a shiver rise from the top of her head, causing her goosebumps to stand up.

The next moment, Mu Qingchen's hand fell on Jiang Jiuxiao's head.

And in his heart, he wanted to take this opportunity to touch her head. For when you look down like this,

In the warm yellow light, you can even see the light fluff next to her meticulous ponytail and her beautifully curved ears.

The girl wore a hairstyle that didn't match his age, but he thought she was just right for that.

After all, think about a Xiaoice Mountain combing two sheep's horn braids, that picture, it is quite a sense of discord.

The devil sends God.

That's what he wants.

But she didn't want to react so much.

I saw Jiang Jiuxiao's whole body tremble, and then he froze there like this.

He could feel her breathing becoming unsteady.

A sense of guilt welled up in his heart, making him feel a little helpless.

He suddenly recalled what his aunt had said to him.

"Ah Qing, there are three reasons in this world that can cause a person to not like to touch others."

"One is a stranger, then a deep hater, and the third is a heart disease."

"Those with heart disease are divided into two. First, it is a habit of cleanliness. Second,......"

This time it was only a breath of thought.

The cold in his ears froze the unfinished words in his mind.

“...... Take it. ”

Mu Qingchen subconsciously took it.

The light source is in his own hands, and the man is far away.

I saw her long hair swaying with her movements, and she couldn't see her expression or feel her emotions.

"......, he regretted it." Why is he so cheap?!

But

It feels so good!

I saw her walking to the wall, but she hadn't moved, she should be pondering.

Mu Qingchen still spoke as usual, but when he listened carefully, he could smell the apprehension.

"Girl...... Be careful, I'll pick you up below. ”

I thought she wouldn't answer, but as soon as her voice fell, the light in her heart dimmed.

But Jiang Jiuxiao replied faintly, "Hmm." ”

Although it's only one sentence, the tone is not as friendly as Shicai.

But his little seedling, who was dying, seemed to be going to disappear in the next moment, rubbed it, and he was a good man again!