C1065 The Woman in Front of the Throne

The thing that hit his face was not a projectile, but a kind of black spider, a spider half the size of a palm, moving slowly across his face.

He naturally wanted to take the spider off, but Qing Yao laughed and said, "You'd better not move. If it bites you on the head, you'll die very quickly."

The fear of death made him stop, and even when his companions tried to help him, he stopped them