Seeing that Shuqi was not moving, Wuming felt a bit puzzled. After thinking for a moment, he slowly crept over and peeked furtively at the coffin lid that had already been lifted. At this sight, he couldn't help but freeze, turning completely motionless, dragon and all.
Seeing this, Xiaolü couldn't help his curiosity either. He scampered patter-patter over to Shuqi's palm. The reason he chose Shuqi's palm was mainly because Xiaolü's current cultivation was still not quite enough to grow rapidly, so he had to rely on Shuqi's height. Once he reached Shuqi's palm, Xiaolü began to stretch out his little tender shoots, inching them out past the edge of the palm. Then, when he saw the woman lying inside the coffin, he didn't freeze up. Instead, he stared fixedly at the woman in the coffin, couldn't help thinking to himself: *So this is the kind of woman kept inside our Forbidden Area? Not to mention, she's quite pretty. It's just... why does she always give me a vague sense of déjà vu around her eyes and brows?*
"H-How, how, how did this person end up here?!" Shuqi had already snapped back to her senses by this point, and as soon as she did, she heard Xiaolü muttering in her palm.
Chapter 260