I have to say that Aunt Pu was really imposing at this moment, with a bit of a peerless strong man, especially the word "Feng", which shocked the world and made people's ears buzz.
Although they had no affection for Pu Jiaojiao, they were about to see the true power of the Eight Demon Suppression Picture, and everyone was still excited. They gathered their eyes and stared at the ancient and mysterious scroll in the tray with all their concentration.
However, they were disappointed. Aunt Pu's powerful roar echoed in the auction hall for a long time, but the scroll did not move at all.
What's going on? Aunt Pu is so busy, why is the Eight Demon Suppression Picture still moving? Could it be that she just bluffs? But it's all about this. What's the use of bluffs? Is she still hoping to scare Gu Fenghua to death?
Can't it be? Everyone is inexplicably confused.
Aunt Pu also widened her eyes, looking at the Eight Demon Suppression Picture with a dull look on her face, and in disbelief.
It doesn't make sense. None of the entire set of handprints fell from beginning to end, and because of the great hatred of Gu Fenghua, he had never had a super level performance before. Why didn't the Eight Demon Suppression Pictures have any movement at all?
Impossible, this is impossible! Pu Jiaojiao no longer had the confidence she had before, her heart was panicked, and a layer of sweat oozed out of her forehead that had just been wiped clean.
"Seal, seal, seal it for me!" She dared not delay, and while the mysterious mist dragon shape had not completely disappeared, she again cast the last handprint.
After recalling, there should be no errors in the previous handprints. If you want to make mistakes, it may only be the last one, which is also the most difficult one.
With a loud roar, she turned the last handprint and repeated it more than a dozen times, and was so tired that she was sweating like rain. However, the scroll in the tray was still motionless. Seeing that the mysterious mist dragon shape gradually disappeared and became more and more
It was illusory, and Pu Jiaojiao was so anxious that she almost cried.
"Aunt Pu is okay? Can you be faster? I'm still waiting to cry for you. If you don't hurry up, I won't cry." Gu Fenghua pretended to be sad and said to Pu Jiaojiao.
I was really working hard to brew my emotions, and I wanted to cry and show it to Pu Jiaojiao.
"Puchi!" Luo Enen was the first to laugh out loud. Fatty white man and Ye Wuse couldn't help laughing. Even Liu Sanjue grinned, his face was full of wrinkles, and his whole body seemed to be dozens of years younger.
Looking at Gu Fenghua's face pretending to be sad and the joking smile in his eyes, and then looking at Pu Jiaojiao's face with blackness, the rest of the room were laughing and crying.
They could all see that Pu Jiaojiao's mysterious mist dragon roar had a problem. Although it had a shape, it was ineffective. I don't know what she should be anxious about now. But Gu Fenghua said this and
Isn’t this stabbing her in the heart if I want to cry?
Ruthless, this girl is so cruel!
"It's not going well yet." Pu Jiaojiao was stabbed into the fatal pussy by Gu Fenghua's words "Auntie". However, she was anxious and worried at this time, but she didn't care about being angry. She forced herself to calm down and had a dark face.
Make a handprint from beginning to end.
The mysterious mist dragon shape disappeared, and it would definitely not work with the last handprint alone, and she could only do it again.
This time, Pu Jiaojiao no longer dared to be distracted, and even dared to look at Gu Fenghua again, for fear that if you accidentally get rid of her expression on her face, she would be more happy than laughing.
The handprints were also significantly slower and much more solemn.
So, everyone in the audience also put away their smiles, and the atmosphere in the venue was solemn.