Su Luo splashed some liquid on Ning Miaoyan's face, she didn't feel anything at first, but soon, she felt a burst of itching, and then it became extremely itchy. "Brother, brother..."
Ning Miaoyan grabbed Ning Yiting, and her whole body was itching like crazy.
Ning Yiting turned his head, those gloomy and cold eyes glared at Su Luo, immediately picked up Ning Miaoyan, and rushed towards Ning Yixing!
When Zhan Beiye saw Su Luo, he was overjoyed: "Su..."
However, before Zhan Beiye's words were finished, Su Luo waved his hand: "Keep guarding."
After saying this, she went straight in.
Zhan Beiye saw that Su Luo hurried in, and then he realized that Miss Su's research has not yet been completed...
At this moment, Ning Yiting rushed towards Ning Yixing with Ning Miaoyan in his arms.
"Yixing, save people!"
After Ning Yixing entered the seventh floor, he kept clasping his arms and looking around with disdain.
For him, this seventh floor... No, it should be said that the difficulty of this entire tomb hall is not high for him.
At this moment, a thought appeared in his mind, this tomb hall... Could it be... not a real tomb hall
Just when Ning Yixing thought so, Ning Yiting came in with Ning Miaoyan in his arms.
"Yixing, Miaoyan is dying, come here!" Ning Yiting was very anxious.
Ning Yixing looked back at Ning Miaoyan, frowned slightly, and looked at Ning Yiting: "What happened to her?"
"That girl Su." Ning Yiting said in a bad tone, copying Su Luo's original words, "She said, if you can't get rid of Yan Yan's poison, you are not as good as her."
Hearing this, Ning Yixing couldn't help but sneer: "She? Dare to say that?"
Ning Miaoyan grabbed Ning Yixing's sleeve robe: "Brother Yixing, she really said that, and she also said that if Ning Yixing can't figure it out, he is a waste, and it is not worthy to lift her shoes!"
Ning Yiting couldn't help but glance at Ning Miaoyan, the girl Su didn't say the last sentence, but... Ning Yiting didn't refute either.
When Ning Yixing heard this, he sneered even more.
"It's so arrogant. It's been many years since no one dared to say this in front of me, Ning Yixing." Ning Yixing walked to Ning Miaoyan, stared at her face, and said casually, "Then I'll take a look, How powerful is our girl Su, and what kind of poison can she put..."
Ning Yixing originally raised his hand to try to touch Ning Miaoyan's face, but when he saw her face, his eyes shrank slightly.
Because the skin on Ning Miaoyan's face was dark red, and small pimples appeared.
Ning Yixing frowned slightly, first took Ning Miaoyan's pulse, and did not feel anything unusual, then he took out the needles, picked one of them, and then slowly studied.
This study is one day.
No result.
The little pimples on Ning Miaoyan's face have spread down.
Expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just one day, it has already expanded to the abdomen.
In another day, I am afraid that the soles of my feet will be covered with these little red bumps.
Ning Miaoyan only felt extremely itchy, she reached out her hand to grab, but because Ning Yixing had previously explained that Ning Yiting had bound her hands and feet, she had no way to grab her.
"Woo-woo--" She couldn't even speak if she wanted to.
Because Ning Yiting was worried that she would bite him, he also sealed her mouth.
Tear a wad of fabric from her shirt and stuff it into her mouth.
"Mmmm-"
Ning Miaoyan only felt itching and tingling, as if tens of thousands of ants had crawled over her body.