Gu Qingheng frowned so deeply that he could crush a fly between his brows, but in the end, he still nodded.
Yang Ruxin stepped onto the iron bridge one step at a ti. Luckily, she had bungee-jumped in her previous life and later was carried across by Xiaohei, so she wasn’t afraid of heights. However, the fact that the bridge had no handrails was quite ridiculous.
If she had known earlier, she would have let Xiaohei carry her over.
Fortunately, the seven or eight ters wasn’t too far, and after muttering to herself a few tis, Yang Ruxin made it onto the stone platform.
Tang Kun was indeed right. From afar, the stone platform seed quite white, but upon closer inspection, it was crawling with transparent little bugs. Strangely, when Yang Ruxin approached, the bugs scattered away.
Tang Kun watched Yang Ruxin moving forward. Although he tried hard to suppress it, the slight upward curve of his mouth and the strange heat in his eyes were still visible.
Gu Qingheng naturally noticed the oddness in the other’s expression, and an uneasy feeling surged in his heart, though he couldn’t act rashly at the mont.
Yang Ruxin looked down at the black box in her hand, a mocking smile playing on her lips. Tang Kun was indeed pretending; his goal was to kill her. But unfortunately for him, he could never have imagined that she, Yang Ruxin, not only had space but also Xiaolun as a powerful cheat. Although Xiaolun wasn’t very clear, she could understand the little guy’s aning. There was sothing wrong with this token.
Although she was now immune to all poisons, she still didn’t dare to be careless with poisonous insects. What should she do? Solutions are always more than problems.
She reached into her backpack and pulled out a glove. It was specially made, with soft cowhide encasing iron plates, which even a regular dagger couldn’t pierce, let alone the bugs.
Tang Kun’s initially smug expression suddenly turned to shock. That woman was actually putting on gloves? But before he could react, she already retrieved the token from the Sect Leader.
That token was raised with his own blood and housed a blood-sucking bug. Once it pricked Yang Ruxin’s finger, the bug would relentlessly follow her, feeding on her blood, then quickly swelling and reproducing—one becoming two... until the victim died from blood loss. Even the Mother of Ten Thousand Bugs couldn’t control that many bugs simultaneously.
This was the loophole.
But now...
The mont Yang Ruxin picked up the Sect Leader’s token, she realized its peculiarity because the back was covered with tiny thorns. Without gloves, her fingers would definitely get pricked, and then she’d be in danger. But at this mont, she turned to look at the people on the other side, slowly raising her hand to wave the token: "Tang Kun, this token is strange. Why are there so many small thorns on the back?"
Tang Kun’s face twisted grimly.
"Tang Kun, a fake token you gave?" Tang Wanqian glared angrily at Tang Kun. "Truly incorrigible."
"Master, I’m innocent, I don’t know what’s going on," Tang Kun continued to feign innocence.
"You..."
"Grandfather Tang, it’s okay. I was prepared," Yang Ruxin smiled, "This glove is specially made, impervious to knives and bullets. These little iron thorns can’t do anything to ." As she spoke, she quickly inserted the token into the indentation on the stone door.
Only a rumbling sound was heard, and the stone door really began to move slowly.
However, before the stone door could open wide, Yang Ruxin’s expression changed, and she imdiately turned and ran back, because she heard the sound of crossbows. In other words, there was a chanism inside. If the stone door fully opened, she would likely be turned into a sieve.
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