Something is wrong, something is wrong! Pu Jiaojiao felt intense anxiety in her heart, and finally realized that she had overestimated herself, and at the same time underestimated the Demonic Map of Bahuang Town.
If you had known this earlier, why would you bet with Gu Fenghua? At first, he thought he could screw her to death, but isn't this shooting himself in the foot? Pu Jiaojiao regretted it, but it was obviously too late to regret it at this time.
She could only make the last handprint desperately, while continuing to jump and shout loudly: "Seal, seal, seal it for me!"
It's a pity that this is the time to test the strength of Qi Dao, and it's not louder than the voice, let alone the master of dancing, the scroll is still motionless.
"Aunt Pu, stop shouting, it's useless to shout loudly." Luo Enen said jokingly, completely relieved.
Pu Jiaojiao finally stopped after the holy energy was consumed rapidly, but she had no intention of arguing with Lonen, she just stared blankly at the magic map of Bahuang Town.
"It's over now. If it doesn't work, let's go aside. It's time to be gorgeous." Luo Enen said.
"It's not over, it's not over." Pu Jiaojiao finally came to her senses, but she refused to let it go, and made her handprint again.
"I said you never finished. It's obviously the same set of handprints, and you've done it twice." Loenen said contemptuously.
Even with her eyesight, she could tell that Pu Jiaojiao's phone calls were actually the same set of handprints.
"I only said that I could use the magic map of the Eight Desolation Town, but I didn't say it was successful once. Why not try a few more times?" Pu Jiaojiao said forcefully.
"Thanks to your age, you actually" Lorn said sarcastically, with even more contempt on his face.
However, before he finished speaking, he was grabbed by Gu Fenghua.
What do you mean by being so old, don't you look at how anxious Aunt Pu is, aren't you afraid to make others vomit blood for three liters of anger, and die on the spot?
Gu Fenghua also wanted to take this opportunity to study the Xuanwu Dragon Yin Art, but he didn't want her to be pissed off by Luo Enen so early.
She was right to be worried. Hearing what Luo Enen said, Pu Jiaojiao was so angry that she was about to yell at her, and she was afraid that she would lose her mind and make a mistake in her fingerprints, so she held it back forcibly. There was a burst of redness, and then it turned red and blue, and then turned from blue to purple, and the internal injuries were all suffocated, and it was hard to calm down the anger in my heart.
"Bahuang Zhenmo, seal, seal, seal it for me!" Finally after finishing her fingerprints again, Pu Jiaojiao yelled loudly again.
However, unlike the previous one which was full of deafening momentum, this time, her face was tired and her hands were trembling, and her voice was a little crying.
Please, give me a move, a move counts. Pu Jiaojiao begged so hard in her heart that she almost knelt down to compose the Motu of Bahuang Town.
It's fine if it's just losing face, anyway, she has more embarrassing things, and she is not afraid of losing it again, but the problem is that it is also related to the bet of 950,000 high-grade Holy Spirit Stones, which she used her mother's ancestral treasure I got it back.
It's a pity that even if the magic map of Bahuang Town is really a magic weapon, it is only a bit spiritual. How could it be possible to hear her silent pleading, and how could it be possible to get her wish. The scroll in the tray remained motionless.
Seeing this, everyone was disappointed. They thought that with Pu Jiaojiao's Xuanwu Dragon Yin Art, they would be able to see the true appearance of the divine weapon and feel the divine power of the divine weapon. It's useless, and it makes them excited for nothing. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com