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Chapter 990 Her hands are different

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    As soon as Ming Ruoxie heard Ah Qi's words, she glanced at him and asked with certainty: "Is it the thing raised at the altar again?"

    "This shouldn't be from the altar. It's probably something from southern Xinjiang. But I remember that the God Catcher Pavilion once took an order, and it was this kind of thing that was hunted and killed." Ah Qi said.  "Now I can only stab it with the knife to prevent it from breaking off its tail and escaping. But in this case, I can't take out the knife for the time being."

    So he just watched and couldn't take out the knife.

    Man Yue felt a little creepy, but at the same time she couldn't help but said, "Brother Qi, can't we kill that insect?"

    "It's hard to kill it. Even if it's nailed now, the head and tail are still quite flexible. If you wanted to chop it in the past, you might not be able to chop it. If you chop it now, you'll save it.  , because it can break away from the knife and escape with a piece of its head.¡±

    "There are such terrifying and magical long worms?" Everyone felt a little numb.

    "There are many things in Nan Guyi and Southern Xinjiang that you have never heard of." Ah Qi said.

    The full moon trembled, "I hope we never have to set foot in that kind of place in our lives."

    "Don't touch this man yet," Ming Ruoxie said, "Ah Qi drags him out. I'll check the hall and you can come in later."

    When Sikong Ji heard what she said, he immediately made a gesture to ask everyone to exit the hall first.

    They saw Ah Qi dragging the body of the guard to the yard outside.

    "Why did the princess only ask you to drag him away, but asked us not to touch him?" Xingzhui couldn't help but ask Ah Qi again.

    Ah Qi dropped the corpse, raised his hands flat, looked at his palms, and said in a calm voice, "The princess must know that my hands have been soaked in various concoctions from the altar, and I am not afraid of ordinary bugs and poisons.  And your hands are normal, ordinary hands."

    After saying this, he couldn't help but look at Ming Ruoxie who was walking towards the long insect in the hall.

    How did the princess find out?

    He has never said that, and even if others know that he is a falconer, they don¡¯t know what secrets they have about themselves as falconers.

    "Ke Mingruoxie knows it."

    She didn¡¯t say it explicitly, but Ah Qi knew that she should know, otherwise she wouldn¡¯t have just let him drag the body out.

    "Your hand is not a normal hand, isn't it?" Xingzhui came closer and looked at his hand carefully, "It's the same hand, nothing special."

    Ah Qi just smiled and said, "Well, I can't tell."

    He didn¡¯t explain any more.

    Sikong Ji looked back at his hand, then lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

    So, is there such a difference in Ming Ruoxie¡¯s hands?  Sikong Ji had always felt that there was something mysterious about Ming Ruoxie's hands. Originally, he thought it was just Ming Ruoxie who was so special, but now when Ah Qi told him, his hands were also a little unusual.

    This means that this hand may be used by what poison or medicine?

    Since people in the ancient world can use this method, does that mean it is not so mysterious?

    Sikong Ji felt slightly relieved.

    He doesn¡¯t have to worry too much about Ming Ruoxie being too different from ordinary people, right?

    He has never expressed this kind of worry, but it is not that he is afraid of Ming Ruoxie, nor does he feel that there is anything scary, but he feels a little unspeakable uneasiness. If she is really too special, will one day  She will be taken back by God and will no longer be owned by him.

    Now that there is another Ah Qi with special hands, this anxiety has suddenly reduced a lot.

    Ah Qi did not expect that his words could comfort King Jin.

    Ming Ruoxie didn¡¯t know this about Sikong Ji¡¯s feelings.  If she knew, she might secretly argue with dissatisfaction¡ª¡ª

    Her ghost hands are completely different from Ah Qi¡¯s hands soaked in medicine and poison, right?

    There is absolutely no comparison between the two, right?

    You can¡¯t find anyone else like her in the world, right?

    Dear Prince Jin, you still have to be uneasy.  She is just unique and special.

    But they don¡¯t know.

    Ming Ruoxie walked towards the long worm that was still twisting. As she approached step by step, the long worm began to twist wildly, and its tail snapped like it wanted to roll off the knife so that it could escape in time.

    The closer she got, the harder it twisted.

    MingXie's right hand was already glowing with red flames.

    In the sky outside, a thunderbolt and lightning instantly illuminated the hall, and then there was a loud thunder, which shocked everyone.

    The moment they raised their heads to look at the sky, Ming Ruoxie squatted down and held the handle of the knife with his right hand. The red flames in his palm had already spread down the knife, and the knife seemed to turn red all of a sudden.  It became more transparent.

    The red flames reached the long insect, and it twisted crazily, then became stiff and motionless.

    When it felt completely stiff, Ming Ruoxie pulled out the knife with a little force, and stabbed the tip of the knife accurately again, this time into the head of the long insect, and then slowly moved downwards,  The long worm was cut in half.

    "Ah Qi."

    Ming Ruoxie shouted again.

    Ah Qi walked in quickly and walked to her side. When he saw the insect growing on the ground, he was shocked and looked at Ming Ruoxie in shock, "Princess, you¡ª¡ª"

    How?

    Ming Ruoxie didn't mean to explain, and returned the knife to him, "Get these things out, clean them up, and let them all in, it's going to rain."

    After saying this, she walked around the hall. Every time she reached a corner, she flicked the fingers of her right hand, and some red fluorescent dots flew out and landed on the ground, melting into the ground like ice chips.

    This Fuyun Temple is indeed a little unclean, but this uncleanness is not the kind of uncleanness caused by ghosts. Someone should have put these poisonous insects in.

    When it was about to rain heavily, she would always clear out a clean place for them to take shelter from the rain and rest.

    Ah Qi immediately cleaned up the place and called everyone in.

    After the monks came in, they quickly lit up all the other candles and Buddhist lanterns in the hall. As a result, the hall became brighter and warmer.  Once there are more people, the previous intimidating atmosphere dissipates.

    Especially when Master Ciyuan sat cross-legged on a dumpling in front of the Buddha and began to chant sutras in a low voice, their hearts became strangely calm.

    Ming Ruoxie walked to Sikongji and said softly: "Would you like to go somewhere else?"

    If this heavy rain lasts for a long time, they will have to spend the night here. The meal should be prepared for the monks. It is best to have a guest room to sleep.

    If you don¡¯t take a look, you will always feel that there are hidden dangers everywhere around you, which will make you less able to rest.

    Before Sikong Ji could answer, a scream came from behind.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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