Seeing this situation, Feng Qing not only raised her eyebrows, but she also specially stretched out her other hand to catch the falling Crimson Snow. Moreover, she waited for a while more to let more Crimson Snow fall on her hand.
When she observed again, she realized that the Crimson Snow had only corroded her gloves and did not cause any damage to her hands. It was as if the Crimson Snow had no effect on her skin.
"What the hell is this?" Feng Qing looked at her hand in confusion. She had seen very clearly just now that the Crimson Snow was very corrosive. Everything that they touched, be it tables, chairs, or metal fabric, would be corroded until they were tattered and full of holes. Even the special clothes on Netherworld's body had been corroded completely, but when they landed in her hands, there was no reaction at all?
