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Chapter 11 The Red Sandalwood Box

The words are sonorous.

The slowly falling words sounded the elements flowing in the air. After Feng Kuang's words, he not only occupied a word of reason, but also expressed his consideration for Mo Xiang.

One is that she does not want her father to confront the royal family, which is called affection, a daughter's considerate affection for her father; the other is to let the royal family divorce her wife, so that she can confidently take back the original engagement gift, Xin Yudi.

Core rain flute, the number one weapon on the list of artifacts, even though the world has different opinions, saying that it is just a false name, but after all, such legends have been passed down for many years.Killing the enemy with sound and defending against thousands of troops is undoubtedly a huge temptation for anyone.

Even if the rumor is only [-]% true, King Jin will not easily give up the core rain flute.

If she wanted to get this treasure back, she might really have to work hard.

Feng Kuang smiled. In the four-member combination of "Storm, Thunder and Lightning" agents, in terms of poisonous tongue, she is not as good as the god thief Leier, and in terms of disguise, she is not as good as Lightning, but when it comes to eloquent tongue and refutation, she is definitely the four among the best.

"Qing'er, you are right. At the beginning, my father thought it was a good marriage, so he kept forcing King Jin to marry you. Alas, I didn't expect you to have made up your mind. If this is the case, from then on, the residence of the Marquis of An Guo and the residence of King Jin A clean break. With my daughter's qualifications, are you afraid that you won't find a good man? Hahaha..." Hearing Qingyu's words, Mo Xiang smiled heartily: "Qing'er, come with Daddy."

Seeing that Mo Xiang had something to do with Feng Kuang, Hong Chen owed him, quit, and went back to the boudoir to prepare clothes for her.

Passing through the courtyard, Mo Xiang led Feng Kuang into a deeper bamboo forest.

Quiet and verdant, gloomy.Feng Kuang did not expect that there was such a large bamboo forest in the backyard of this courtyard.

"Where does daddy want to take me?" Feng Kuang followed Tuobaxiang, and saw him suddenly stop by a jade bamboo, with a complicated expression on his face.

At first glance, that Polygonatum odoratum was no different from other bamboos, but after careful observation, Feng Kuang still noticed something strange.

There is not a single weed around the bamboo, and there is a huge stone standing behind it.

If Feng Kuang saw this stone normally, she would not have other thoughts, but Mo Xiang brought her to this Polygonatum odoratum specially, and she guessed the purpose of this stone—presumably, it was used as a sign , to facilitate finding this bamboo. ,
What's so special about this bamboo?Or is there anything special around this bamboo?
Mo Xiang didn't answer Feng Kuang's words immediately, he waved his wide cuffs, kicked his feet on the ground, suddenly a strong air flow surrounded the bamboo.

Feng Kuang thought, this is the ancient internal strength, and his sister Lightning is from the ancient martial arts family, so she can do it too.

Bamboo leaves are floating and falling down colorfully.

With a "bang", the Polygonatum odoratum fell to the ground, and the roots were pulled out from the soil.

The loess was shaken out of a big pit, and in the pit, a sandalwood box loomed.

"Qing'er, come here."

Mo Xiang nodded towards Qingyu, then walked around the pit and picked up the sandalwood box.

He lowered his head and carefully wiped the dirt on the box with his sleeve robe. His movements were as if he was facing his most cherished thing, which was extremely caring.

The box is purple in color and engraved with a totem that Feng Kuang can't understand. The engraving is very fine, which shows that the craftsmanship of the craftsman who made this box is extraordinary.

"Qing'er, this red sandalwood box, a relic left by your mother, should have been handed over to you early. It's just that you were stupid in the past, so it was delayed until today. Now, it's time to hand it over to you." Mo Xiang Passing the box to Feng Kuang, when talking about her mother, the nostalgia in her eyes is boundless.

Feng Kuang took the box, only to find that it was unlocked.

It looks like a box, but if you look carefully, there are no gaps.

This box has no seam, how to open it?

Mo Xiang seemed to see Feng Kuang's doubts, and answered: "Your mother said that no one can open this box except your blood."

"Then what's in here?"

Hearing this, Feng Kuang was even more startled.Is there such a magical thing in ancient times?
"I don't know either. She said that one day you open it and you will understand."

……

Gradually, the setting sun had already set, but the lights in Fengkuang's wing were still on.

On the dressing table, the red sandalwood box was plated with a layer of light silver light due to the light.Feng Kuang's clear eyes were suspicious, he took off the hairpin on his head and pierced his fingers.The bright red blood dripped on the red sandalwood box, thinking about what Mo Xiang had said to her: What is so special about her blood?

Looking at the red sandalwood box, she saw that it suddenly burst into purple light, and her blood melted into it in a blink of an eye, leaving no trace left.

Feng Kuang waited for a while longer, but the box's purple light only stayed for a few seconds before returning to its original state.

Box not opened?

She was a little disappointed, and continued to drip some blood, but the box was still closed, without even a gap.

Could it be that Mo Xiang's words were false?Or, is it because her blood is poisonous and impure, that's why she can't open it?

If so, she can only hope that Sheng Yin can prepare an antidote.

Oh, forget it, go to bed first!
Feng Kuang put away the red sandalwood seeds, and then walked towards his bed.

At this moment, she is only wearing a white apron on her upper body. The simple elegance of the apron is Feng Kuang's favorite style. A few pink summer lotuses are shown in the white, which is plain but still meaningful.

……

Yucheng stood outside looking at the soft shadow of the lamp, the corners of his lips twitched.

"Heh, this woman hasn't slept yet." The prince of Yulong Kingdom went to Chaoyun Kingdom to climb the corner of the girl's house, and he was not afraid of being laughed at if it spread.

Yucheng is a wanton temper, always doing his own way.He looked at the beautiful figure under the light, and thought of Feng Kuang's calm appearance facing King Jin during the day, he was really curious.

Take action when you feel itchy, whether he is a gentleman or not!

Passing through the bamboo leaves, Yucheng finally stopped at the door of Feng Kuang's room.

"Who?" Feng Kuang in the room frowned secretly, glanced out of the room, and moved with his eyes.

A jade shadow flashed past, the speed was as fast as the wind, as fast as electricity.Liancheng outside the room was shocked: so sharp!
Nan Tingjin might not be as sharp as this!

But before Yucheng could sigh, Feng Kuang had already broken through the door.

A gust of air flowed two inches away from the chest, and Yucheng dodged again and again, jumping up.

Feng Kuang's palm missed and hit the fence in front of the door, the fence was instantly shattered into sawdust, and that palm also uprooted a huge tree not far away.

The century-old giant tree was destroyed like this!
clean!Cruel!decisive!fast!No mercy!

Yucheng thought of countless adjectives in his mind for a while, and he had a smile on his face before that, but at the moment there was nothing but shock.

He covered his chest and murmured: What a cruel woman!
Really ruthless!
Unexpectedly, without asking a word, he directly made a killing move.The palm just now can directly beat people into meat sauce!
If he had been slower just now...

This woman's skill is so terrifying, no wonder she dared to face Nan Tingjin so arrogantly.

Seeing Feng Kuang's move just now, Yucheng is sure that Nan Tingjin is indeed weaker than her in terms of martial arts.

Shaking his head secretly, Yucheng felt a wave of fear in his heart.It is also fortunate that he has strong martial arts, if it is someone else, I am afraid that he will not be able to see who did it until he dies.

Yay, this woman is really hard to provoke!
(End of this chapter)