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Chapter 160
"It's such a strange box." Yucheng frowned, the totem seemed to be a symbol, but he had never seen it before.

"Daddy said, my mother left it to me." Feng Kuang said, and then he dragged Yu Cheng to a table.

She put down the box and took off the gold hairpin from her hair: "Daddy said, this box needs my blood to open. It's just that I tried it before and it didn't work. I think it's because my blood is poisonous." .Now that the poison has been removed, I don’t know if this box can be opened.”

After all, with a wave of her hand, the hairpin in her hand has already scratched the delicate skin of her hand tip, and the bright red blood slipped down her fingertips. Her eyes were fixed on the box, and her face was as calm as Deep still water that has not been flooded for thousands of years.

Yucheng's eyes followed her gaze and landed on the box.

The blood was dripping, but there was no smell of blood.

Both of them are terribly sensitive to the smell of blood.Even the smallest drop cannot escape the tip of the nose.

But this time, even though blood was dripping, the familiar smell of blood was absent.

It can only show that Feng Kuang's blood is very special.

Both of them didn't think much about it, they just thought it was because they had taken the three rare treasures of Core Rain Grass, Seven-color Jade and Wannian Ice Lotus when detoxifying.

But looking at the box, everyone was surprised...

The purple light, like a ravaged beauty, shines brightly in a mysterious purple mist, and in that mist, a white totem is faintly moving.

That totem is exactly the shape carved on the box.

Then, the expected scene finally happened slowly amidst the lingering purple light.

A gap gradually appeared in that unique box, and then gradually opened slowly.

"Open it." Yucheng was slightly surprised, his mother Qing'er, where did this magical thing come from?

The purple light was exhausted, and the two of them looked at the things in the box, among which lay a book.

Seeing the three words on the cover, both of them said at the same time: "Yin Yu Jue!"

"Could it be that this is the sound control technique of the jade girl of the Zhongxin clan." Yucheng murmured suspiciously.

Does that mysterious and noble race exist?

Feng Kuang was also puzzled, and picked up the books in the box, the slippery paper was even better than those used by people in Chaoyun Palace.

Slightly surprised, he turned a few pages and caught a glimpse of a few lines of important words in an instant... This sound control technique can only be practiced by people with the ability of the core clan.

The supernatural power in her body, but what is said in this book?
"In this world, is there really a sound-controlling skill?" Yucheng suddenly remembered the rumor about the core rain flute, using sound to control the sword, a song against thousands of troops, is there really such a song?

"Yes!" Feng Kuang was sure.

"Whether you believe it or not, I once had a sister named Lightning, who would use this method of controlling sound."

"She is a gentle and elegant girl who is good at disguising and concealing clumsiness. She is excellent in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. But these four elegant talents are also her weapons. Using sound to control the sword, using chess as a tool, and using calligraphy and painting to form arrays, It can be called amazing. However, her sound control method is not as good as the rumors of this core rain flute, which can withstand thousands of troops." When she talked about sister Lightning, she looked proud.

At the beginning, the four sisters had their own skills, and they were evenly divided. Together, they were such a powerful partner in the world. At a young age, they became the world's strongest spy partner.

If it wasn't for that space-time machine, how could someone blow up their bodies and wear them here, causing the sisters to separate.

The last time she saw Lei Zi, she had seen that Lei Zi's ability was much higher than that of her previous life. Presumably, the one she saw that day had been cultivating in another world for several years.

(End of this chapter)