Chapter 844 Puppet art, unintentional method 17
It was very dark here, except for a few scattered lights on the other side of the servant's room, there was no one around.

The previous leader's family had already moved out of here ahead of time, and there was nothing but an empty house here, so it was no wonder that the guards were so loose.

Putting Bai Liyue down, Ling Tianxiao casually looked around, "Come here."

Seeing him walking directly towards a room not far away, Bai Liyue followed him towards that room without any objection.

People go to empty buildings, people go to cool tea, and finally forget what should be forgotten. Wulin is still the original Wulin, but people are constantly changing.

Bai Liyue narrowed her eyes slightly. This is probably the study room of the former martial arts leader. There are many bookshelves lined up inside, but the books on it are basically gone. There is only a very elegant purple sand tea set that has not been taken away. On the table placed here, it can be seen that the owner in the past loved him.

But such an arrangement in this empty study will inevitably look very lonely.

"Sure enough, there seems to be no clues..." Ling Tianxiao touched his chin, looked around, and sneered, "These children are also good children and grandchildren. They clean up early and convict others."

Who told you that you are used to doing whatever you want, you didn't find any strong evidence, and you came to touch the leader's decree that night, doubting you was natural, Bai Liyue raised her eyebrows slightly.

Walking towards the desk, Bai Liyue suddenly frowned, bent down, and picked out a strand of black hair from the corner.

The movement on Bai Liyue's side startled Ling Tianxiao who was looking left and right. Seeing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and walked over.

Looking at the long but extremely tiny strand of hair in Bai Liyue's hand, he frowned. He naturally recognized what it was.

"It's not my hair." Bai Liyue said, also with some doubts.

"The coiled silk from the Poison Sect is refined into one strand every hundred years, and the poison in it is slightly different. This does not belong to the coiled silk I recovered from the Poison Sect. Of course I know this." Ling Tianxiao's eyes darkened slightly. , tapping the table beside her with her fingertips, only one small light was on in the whole room, but it didn't attract anyone's attention.

"Since that's what you said..."

Bai Liyue looked up at him, the power of this strand of hair was indeed very powerful, she had seen it with her own eyes, and heard that the leader's family and some of the servants seemed to be suffering from some kind of disease or too sad, The body is weak, as if suffering from an incurable disease, which is why Mingyuezhuang was cleaned up so quickly and not many people dared to come here.

"Yueyue is right, we may have really met your kind..." Ling Tianxiao touched his chin and said softly, a deep light flashed in his eyes.

"But wouldn't the body of the martial arts lord look like he was poisoned?" Bai Liyue clearly remembered that there was not even scum left in the hair of those people who were stained with her. If it was so obvious How could there be no signs of poisoning?
"Actually, you can control the toxins in your body to a certain extent. Although you can't completely control it, it's still possible not to hurt people without contact. As for the toxins after they leave your body, those toxins will be wanton. Let yourself be free."

(End of this chapter)

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