Furthermore, in this current situation, it is really hard to say anything to Yuan Qinghui.
Haha, Yuan Qingqing has the final say inside the mausoleum anyway, but what about going out
Then it's up to them. At that time, there will be no way for Yuan Qingqing to survive.
Luo Manxue naturally understood the truth. Although she was very dissatisfied with Yuan Qingqing, she chose to forget it at this time.
"Oh, friends? But how can you make me trust you!?"
Yuan Qingqing faced back and took two steps back.
He left Li Qingqing's touch and looked at Li Qingfeng again.
"How can you believe it?"
The smile on Qingfeng Li's lips was still very touching, but his eyes had narrowed slightly.
"This is very simple, all you need to do is drop a drop of blood here!"
Yuan Qingqing said as he took out a small piece of cloth from the cloth bag he was carrying.
There were some patterns dotted all over the piece of cloth.
These patterns have a long-lasting trace, which gives people a deeper flavor when looking at them.
It seems to have a mysterious meaning.
"what is this?"
Luo Manxue asked immediately. The piece of cloth in front of her looked strange. In addition, it must be very strange to have someone drop a drop of blood on it.
Of course she refused to do this.
"Nothing, this is just a way to protect yourself!"
While saying this, Yuan Qingqing passed the piece of cloth in his hand towards Qingfeng Li again.
Qingfeng Li didn't say anything. He took the Swiss Army knife and cut his finger a little, and blood dripped on the piece of cloth.
As his blood dripped on the piece of cloth, the piece of cloth actually glowed slightly.
Looking at this light, Yuan Qingqing could not help but narrow his eyes when looking at Qingfeng Li.
Seeing that Qingfeng Li was doing it, the rest of the people also started bleeding.
Anyway, in the end, Qingfeng Li will definitely find a way.
All of them had shed blood, but none of them had the flash of light like Qingfeng Li.
Of course, they didn't say anything, they just stood on one side.
"You can trust us now!"
Qingfeng Li walked towards Yuan Qingying again.
Yuan Qingqing held the piece of cloth with the blood of several of them tightly in her palm. In just a few seconds, her palm also glowed with light, and she opened her hand.
The piece of cloth had disappeared, and then only a little bit of dust remained.
"Believe it!"
A smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Qingqing's mouth, but she stopped talking.
But when the people around her saw her behavior and her current expression, they couldn't help but feel frightened.
"That's good!"
Qingfeng Li's hand fell on Yuan Qingqing's shoulder again.
Yuan Qingqing didn't do anything, just lowered his eyebrows.
Seeing the scene in front of her, Luo Manxue also raised a smile, as if this could cover up the coldness in her eyes.
This Yuan Qingming is really getting more and more confusing.
It is this kind of uncertainty that makes people feel a little panic in their hearts.
But, so what... This Yuan Qingqing will definitely die in the future.
Only when she dies will her heart feel better.