"..." With your strength, I'm so embarrassed to point fingers at me! Mo Qingqiu was so upset that he had no place to vent his anger. When he heard his words, his brows slightly raised, and he felt the urge to slap him to death.
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Fortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, Tang Junhou took out a simple and solid floppy disk and lowered his head to fiddle with it. Mo Qingqiu saw that although the compass was not good-looking, his refining technique was extremely exquisite. He moved his heart and slapped him again.
The urge to die was suppressed.
"What is this?" Luo Enen asked curiously.
"This is called the Ghost Chou Soul Chasing Plate, it is the treasure of our Yelang Sect's sect!
Do you know why our Yelang Sect is so famous and afraid of people? Because my Yelang Sect has been promoting justice and grudges since ancient times. Anyone who dares to bully my Yelang Sect disciples, even if they escape to the ends of the world, they must ask him to give him an explanation.
But why can't they even escape to the ends of the world? It's because of this ghost sorrowful soul-chasing plate. I've just used this treasure of the sect to brand the roe deer to see where they can escape?" Seeing someone cooperating with me to pretend
Tang Junhou was even more proud and said, while making a handprint.
Gu Fenghua and others suddenly realized that this was a tracking magic weapon. No wonder Ye Langren was afraid of ghosts and sad when they saw people, which made people feel disgusted. With such magic weapon in hand, he made up his mind to pester who could escape.
Ah? The ghost sorrow chases the soul plate, this word is well-known!
Looking at the compass in Tang Junhou's hand, Gu Fenghua and others were full of expectations. Unfortunately, Tang Junhou made a handprint, then another rearprint, and then a handprint... dozens of handprints were printed,
The compass didn't move at all.
"Can you do it?" Luo Enen asked impatiently as he waited.
"What does it mean? I, Tang Junhou, are eight-foot-foot-man. How can you say I can't? This is an insult to me, a great insult!" Tang Junhou jumped up as if he was stepped on his tail, roaring with red face and red ears.
road.
Luo Enen curled his lips, and he was just like you, who was eight feet tall, and he didn't even measure it!
"Okay, I'm wrong, I'm sorry, what I want to ask is whether your treasure of the sect is OK?" Everyone was furious. Of course, Luo Enen would not fight him. He apologized to him for a rare mistake. Then,
Asked urgently.
"You all know that this is the treasure of the sect of the Yelang Sect. How could you ask such a stupid question? If not, can you still call the treasure of the sect? You are an insult to my Yelang Sect.
Insult!" Seeing Luo Enen apologizing to him, Tang Junhou's expression calmed down a little, but as soon as he heard the words behind him, he immediately jumped up.
Gu Fenghua was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he snatched the Ghost Chasing Soul-Chasing Plate from him and quickly made a handprint.
She had seen it a long time ago that although Tang Junhou had dozens of back seals in succession, there was actually only one handprint that went over and over again, but each handprint was completely different when it came out.
It was really difficult for him. He could make so many tricks with a simple handprint. It would be strange if there was any movement on the Guiqiu Soul Chasing Plate!
Almost in the blink of an eye, Gu Fenghua finished his handprint. The divine light appeared on the floppy disk, the runes flashed, and the pointer quickly rotated.
So, everyone's eyes became strange when they looked at Tang Junhou. This was such a simple handprint, and it changed a lot in his hands. Miss Luo's problem was really not an insult to him.