The Hunter’s Lucky Little Lady

Unlike what I imagined, there was nothing abnormal when the wooden box was opened.

It was just the things stored inside, which made Luo Cheng a little surprised.

The box locked with Luban locks is not filled with treasures, but a few pieces of paper.

Carefully took out a pair of leather gloves, Luo Cheng took out a few pieces of paper inside and checked it carefully.

Being sure that there is no toxin, Luo Chengcai opened these pieces of paper.

After reading the content on the paper, Luo Cheng's face became ugly.

Li Xiaoran's face changed in an instant when he saw Luo Cheng, and his whole person was filled with anger, and he hurried forward.

"What is this?"

Luo Cheng didn't say anything, just handed the pieces of paper to Li Xiaoran.

Li Xiaoran is also literate now, so after taking over the sheets of paper, he read it carefully.

Just seeing this, Li Xiaoran was also frightened by the content of the letter, and his face changed and changed.

At this moment, Li Xiaoran seemed to have opened up all the acupoints, and he suddenly understood something.

"Xianggong, from Yuelai Inn to here, all this is a conspiracy against you?"

Luo Cheng pursed his lips, trying his best to suppress his inner anger.

He thought that those people would not give up, but he never thought that these people would actually use such a method.

This time, these people really touched his bottom line.

Wu Qinghe and Shu Ruyue were a little confused when they saw Luo Cheng and Li Xiaoran's reaction.

But both of them have an intuition, this is not a good time to ask questions, they should keep silent for now!

After a while, Luo Cheng calmed down, then took the sheets of paper and burned them directly with the fire zither.

Li Xiaoran looked at the man under the bed and asked directly.

"What should I do with this person?"

Luo Cheng looked at the other party and thought about it: "If you don't deal with it, just leave it here!"

"Don't ask? Maybe you can get any clues?" Wu Qinghe heard this and suggested: "I have a good thing, no matter how powerful people can't bear it, I think We can try!"

Li Xiaoran looked at Wu Qinghe eager to try, why did she feel a sense of excitement?

"Will there be any movement?" Luo Cheng thought about it and asked.

"No! No movement will happen, just click on the dumb point!" Wu Qinghe said with a smile.

"How do I interrogate the acupuncture point?" Shu Ruyue asked curiously.

"You don't understand this!" Wu Qinghe said mysteriously: "If you want to torture people, the best way is to tickle!"

"Once you break through his defense, no matter how strong the willpower is, you won't be able to hold it!"

When Shu Ruyue heard Wu Qinghe's words, she rolled her eyes and said with contempt, "I thought you could come up with some clever tricks, it turns out that I, Shu Nuxia, have had enough fun. Those tricks!"

"Since it's a routine, it's natural that the routine is enduring. The ones you play are all of the family type, and today I'll show you a must-see!" Wu Qinghe said , went to his room and brought all his baggage with him.

After rummaging in the bag for a while, Wu Qinghe took out a bunch of things.

Looking at these things, Li Xiaoran was a little dumbfounded.

Li Xiaoran originally thought that Wu Qinghe would take out some medicinal powder or something, but it turned out to be some mess.

Not to mention Li Xiaoran, even Luo Cheng and Shu Ruyue, who was in the arena, were shocked by Wu Qinghe's family.

"What are you doing with these things?" Shu Ruyue asked in confusion.

"You can tell by looking at it!" Wu Qinghe smiled and refused to reveal it.

Soon, Wu Qinghe took what he took out and placed it around the bed.

"Brother Luo Cheng, have you drugged this person! Hurry up and wake him up!" After Wu Qinghe finished his preparations, he looked at Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng thought about it, took a porcelain bottle from his arms, pulled the man in black out, and shook the porcelain bottle in front of the man's nose!

After that, Luo Cheng sent the man in black directly to the bed.

Here, Wu Qinghe took out a kind of hay that he didn't know what it was, and lit it with a fire stick.

The strange thing is that this hay has no smell at all when it is lit.

Just when the group of people was very strange, the man in black who had woken up looked around and rolled out from under the bed.

Li Xiaoran thought he saw everyone when he got out, so he would definitely exclaim, but the other side didn't seem to see them.

"Where is this? How am I here? Didn't I hide things on the roof as required yesterday? Why am I here?" all around.

As soon as these words came out, several other people all looked at Wu Qinghe.

Wu Qinghe raised his eyebrows proudly, and then asked, "Don't worry about where this place is, if I ask you anything, just explain it honestly, or you won't live tomorrow morning!"

The man in black seemed to be able to hear Wu Qinghe's words, and the doubtful look on his face faded, replaced by a foolish look.

"Who are you? What are you asking?"

"Who ordered you to do this?" Wu Qinghe asked.

"What are you talking about, I really don't understand! I'm a gentleman, stealing things! Have you misunderstood!" The man in black refused to admit it at the moment, pretending to be stupid replied stunned.

"Hmph, I really don't cry without seeing the coffin!"

Speaking, Wu Qinghe took out a small gong and drum.

The strange thing is that after the small gong rang, there was no sound at all, but the man in black seemed to have suffered a very painful thing. Lying on the ground struggling.

It didn't take long for her to feel itchy.

This itchiness is not on the surface of the skin, but itches from the inside of the body.

For a while, the man in black couldn't hold it anymore, and quickly grabbed his body with his hands.

It didn't take long for one person to grab the blood edge, and he didn't make himself bloody, as if he would never give up.

At this moment, the man in black only felt the itchiness getting stronger and stronger.

At first, the man in black scratched himself to offset some of the itchiness.

However, as time goes on, this itchiness becomes stronger and stronger, and it cannot be relieved by scratching.

Li Xiaoran looked at the scene in front of him, felt the painful emotions of the man in black, looked at Wu Qinghe again, and seemed to understand something.

"Are you an array?"