The concubine teases the evil emperor: the proud wife of the bloodthirsty queen

Chapter 70

Everyone solved one doubt, and another doubt arose.

"Who is the murderer?" Master Yin yelled after crying a few times, "Search for me, anyone who hides something like a thin thread is suspicious."

Soon, the inn was in chaos again. After receiving the order, the yamen servants rudely went to the room to rummage through the cabinets, causing panic, and everyone was anxious, fearing that they would be implicated innocently.

If you want to talk about thin thread, human hair can also be counted. Besides, it is normal for girls to go out with needles and threads... I am afraid that they will be judged indiscriminately.

Lord Yiyin was rampant like a king that day, whoever dies can still live!
Just as everyone was restless, a voice suddenly shouted from the second floor, "My lord, we found a suspicious tool."

Everyone looked up one after another, and saw the voice coming out of a guest room, standing by the railing, facing everyone's eyes, a yamen servant lifted a black dress, and held an ancient black ring in the other hand.

"This is it."

When Wuhen looked at Changkong, his expression changed. It was the room of Miss Huowu and her master, and the clothes in the yamen's hand belonged to Miss Huowu.

The murderer is Fire Dance Girl?
The yamen servant quickly went downstairs and handed the things to Mr. Yin. Mr. Yin was about to take it, but he was intercepted by a pair of small hands halfway. Mr. Yin's face suddenly became ruthless. Just when he raised his head, he met a pan A small face with a cold air.

Huo Wu took the ring into her hand. The ring was black and looked a bit old-fashioned, but it reflected silvery light under the candlelight. There was a transparent teardrop-shaped embellishment on the top of the ring. Looking down at the teardrop, it seemed as if it could penetrate inside, and directly saw the black ring body below.

Black and transparent are two extreme colors, and they always look a bit strange when they are put together. It is a strange ring that people will never forget at first sight.

Seeing that Huo Wu was just staring at the ring carefully, the yamen servant couldn't help but instructed, "You can't see the mystery inside just by looking at it like this. Press down on that teardrop hard."

Huo Wu did as she said, and suddenly saw a silver thread pop out from the ring bead without warning, followed by the black ring slipping slipperily from her hand as if it had its own consciousness.

The silver thread was flying, and under the reddish candlelight, the silver thread writhed out of order like a headless worm, and the weird wriggling in mid-air made the scalps of the people present feel hairy.

Suddenly, the silver thread moved, turned suddenly, and shot towards the target as fast as lightning...

Baili Zhaoxie's face changed slightly, and he said anxiously, "Xiao Feng'er!"

Except for him, no one knew what happened, they only knew that when they realized it, the silver thread hit Huo Wu's face as if possessed by something evil.

Outside, the bright moon hangs in the sky, shining brightly on the ground. Inside the inn, the candlelight illuminates the halo, and the halo is colorful. Huowu's feet are firmly planted on the ground, and her upper body is like a compass, spinning gracefully. As she moves, her black hair is like a waterfall. Hanging down, she spun around in mid-air, and then saw her deftly supporting the ground with her hands, her head and feet, and her legs nimbly kicking lightly, each time narrowly avoiding the entanglement of silver wires.

At this moment, everyone realized that the silver thread hidden in the ring seemed to be alive, and knew how to use its own advantages to attack people.

(End of this chapter)