Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed

The old man glanced at her suspiciously and said in his heart, indeed, when the man was in the mass grave, the man clearly said that the woman should not do it, but Lu Wanqing still did it.

From this, it can be seen that Lu Wanqing's resentment towards this General Meng might make her a little bit biased.

Maybe she will save people, but it is possible to do some tricks.

Thinking about it this way, the old man nodded, and then said: "Well, let's watch it for one night, but until tomorrow, you know, General Meng's body can't afford it now."

An Rushuang nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, it's tomorrow."

If there is nothing wrong with this soup tomorrow, it proves that there is really nothing wrong with what Lu Wanqing sent this time.

But if something goes wrong with this soup tomorrow, she doesn't care if she will be exposed, she will directly tie the woman here!

After interrogating her for seven days and seven nights, I did not believe that she would not take out the antidote!

Thinking about this, An Rushuang's eyes became more cold, and she snorted lightly, and slowly sat on the side of General Meng's bed.

On the face, he couldn't help showing a slight exhaustion.

The old man looked at her like this and couldn't help sighing in his heart. As a girl, this girl is much stronger than most women.

However, this kind of strength seems to be subconscious, penetrates into the bones, and cannot be pulled out.

Seeing her look very tired, the old man couldn't help but said: "You go and rest, old man, I just watch him here."

Even though he said this, he thought in his heart, this General Meng couldn't even become a living corpse now. After waiting to coax this stubborn girl away, he also touched the ground and fell asleep.

After all, the two of them had spent a day and a night, and now their eyes were bloodshot, and they were very tired.

Hearing this, An Rushuang didn't raise his head, just shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice, "No, I'm here to watch. If you are tired, go to the outer hall to rest! "

The voice fell in the old man's ears, and he couldn't help but smile, and quickly said: "Okay, well, the old man went to rest. It is better to be tired alone than two."

He was really thinking about it, so he just hummed a little tune and walked forward.

An Rushuang had never looked at him. All her eyes were on Meng Li's body. In his sunken eye sockets, she seemed to be able to see Meng Li's eyes facing her.

An Rushuang thought of the events of that day, but she couldn't express regret in her heart.

Meng Li had discovered her disguise early, but just coaxed her to pretend to have never discovered it.

What does he want to do, knowing that the wound on his body is not simple, so he wants her to leave?

An Rushuang bit her lower lip, and for a while, she was quite angry.

On the other side, the old man walked to the outer hall, only a rustling sound came in his ears, as if there was a crawling movement, making him frowned.

"who!"

An Rushuang was startled when she heard the voice, and quickly went out, looked at the old man, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The old man still frowned tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Listen carefully, is there anything in this room?"

An Rushuang subconsciously held his breath, and sure enough, a very slight voice reached his ears.

The sound was extremely soft, but it seemed as if there were thousands of them connected together. The sound was like leaves rubbing against the ground, or water flowing over hard rocks.

An Rushuang couldn't describe it, but the voice was very uncomfortable. She just listened to it, and she couldn't help but feel a terrifying feeling in her heart.

What is it?

An Rushuang glanced at the old man, and then said in a deep voice, "The sound... seems to be coming from there."

As she said so, her long white fingers pointed at the **** tank.

The two looked there at the same time, and the old man couldn't help but chuckle when he looked at the big tank.

Could it be that what happened to the mouse?

This is the picture they least want to see now.

After all, Meng Li has no hope at all now, all hope lies in this mouse.

Thinking like this, the two of them couldn't help but feel very heavy, walked over slowly, and looked down.

In this way, the faces of the two of them couldn't help but change.

The mouse is still the mouse, but at this time he is struggling in this big tank, as if he is very painful.

The old man frowned and said in doubt: "What's the matter?"

Saying like this, he actually reached out and touched the mouse.

An Rushuang subconsciously reached out and pushed him away, and said loudly, "Don't move!"

The old man was startled by her. While surprised, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

An Rushuang pressed her lips tightly, and looked at the big tank warily in her bright eyes. She took a deep breath and slowly said, "Look, what is that?"

The old man leaned over to see that he was older, and his eyes were a bit muddy, not as bright and sharp as the young man's eyes.

But when he looked seriously, the old man couldn't help taking a breath.

I saw that the rat, which had just looked normal, was now rolling in pain, and something was constantly crawling out of his mouth, eyes, ears and nose.

It looked like a grain of rice, and the whole body was dark with a carapace. It was naturally not easy to distinguish when crawling in the dark tank.

And the sound of leaves rubbing against the ground is the movement of these tiny bugs crawling in this large tank with countless legs.

The old man looked at this picture and couldn't help getting up in a cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and only heard a chuckle.

"This...what the **** are these things! You can't climb it, right?"

It was a person like him who was used to seeing corpses, and he was still terrified when he saw this thing.

An Rushuang looked at the bugs trying to climb up, frowning his long eyebrows like a distant mountain. Seeing those bugs trying to climb up, they climbed to the waist of this big tank and fell again.

It seems that there is still nothing to climb up for a while.

Thinking like this, she turned around to take a lantern, lit the candle, and looked at it carefully, her expression changed slightly.

The old man didn't know what she was looking at, but seeing the black bugs crawling out, the mouse quickly became thinner, and gradually, the mouse stopped moving.

But its body is still moving, and the weird bulge slowly transfers from its abdomen to its neck...

Soon, the bulge got bigger and bigger, and more and more bugs crawled out of the mouse's nose, nose, and eyes. Gradually, the mouse had only one piece of skin left.

Just like the mouse he caught, the internal organs are made up of countless insects.

Extremely weird.

And looking at An Rushuang again, she was looking at the bugs in the tank seriously, even in the old man's eyes, the dark bugs seemed to be able to climb directly on An Rushuang at any time.

The old man couldn't help but regret working with this woman.

Just when he was full of regret, An Rushuang spoke.

"I seem to know what this is."