Ye Qingtang looked puzzled, "I didn't do anything."
She's just here in a daze, what can she do
"You didn't do anything, how did you open the gilded black box?" The little white tiger raised its paw, pointing at the gilded black box in Ye Qingtang's hand.
Ye Qingtang: "..."
She subconsciously lowered her head and looked at the gilded black box she was playing with in her hand. She was so focused on the affairs of the Jiang family just now that she didn't pay attention to the gilded black box at all, but fiddled with it a few times.
Can…
How could the lock of this gilt black box be opened
"How did you do it?" The little white tiger jumped onto Ye Qingtang's lap suddenly, looking at the gilded black box that had been unlocked.
When the gilt black box first came into Ye Qingtang's hands, it and Ye Qingtang had many ideas about the black box, but after trying various methods, the gilt black box was very tight.
Why at this moment... the gold-plated black box was opened so inexplicably
Ye Qingtang was also confused, she really didn't pay attention to what she was playing with her hands just now.
"Quickly open it and see what magic weapon is contained in this gold-plated black box!" The little white tiger's eyes lit up.
This is a magic weapon left by the Shadow Lord, so it's not sure what kind of treasure it is.
As the former No. 1 in the Central Continent, the Shadow Lord naturally has a lot of good things.
Ye Qingtang was also curious, and raised her hand to open the lid.
In the exquisite gold-plated black box, there is actually a delicate finger bone stored.
The phalanx was slender and looked like the phalanx of a woman's little finger.
Ye Qingtang looked at the phalange joint, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"The magic weapon of the Shadow Lord is actually a finger bone?!" The little white tiger was shocked by this result.
I thought that what was contained in this mysterious gilded black box should be an incredible magic weapon, but... why is it the bone of a little finger
Really hopeful and disappointed.
"Whose phalanx belongs to it? It can be kept so carefully by the Shadow Lord." The little white tiger looked curious.
Ye Qingtang was also very surprised, she reached out and took the phalanx out of the gold-plated black box.
The bone started, with a hint of coldness.
But the moment Ye Qingtang held the finger bone in her hand, the coolness spread along her palm and quickly spread to her whole body, as if her whole body was soaked in cold air.
Subconsciously, Ye Qingtang wanted to put the phalanx back into the gold-plated black box, but the moment she was about to put it down, there was a buzzing sound in her mind, and in the next second, before her eyes, was It was replaced by pitch blackness.
The chill kept attacking Ye Qingtang's whole body, she just felt as if she was soaked in a cold pool.
Dazzling rays of light pierced through the darkness in front of him.
A tall man stood in the clouds with his back to her. Thunder clouds flashed in the sky. Although Ye Qingtang couldn't see the man's face, his tense muscles revealed his current state of mind. nervous.
The man seemed to be dealing with something. He held a sword in one hand and stood in front of her with the other.
The picture flickered so fast that Ye Qingtang barely had time to see it clearly, and the figure of the man had already disappeared.
When the vision became clear again, Ye Qingtang seemed to be sitting in front of a bronze mirror, combing her long hair facing the bronze mirror, and Ye Qingtang's face was reflected in the bronze mirror.
The images flashed one by one, penetrating Ye Qingtang's entire brain, and her brain felt severe pain, as if it was about to burst in the next second.