"..." with your strength, you can tell me what to do! Mo Qingqiu is full of sullen and has no place to scatter. When he hears his words, his brow is slightly erect, and he has the impulse to slap him to death.
Fortunately, as soon as the words were finished, Tang junhou took out a simple and unsophisticated floppy disk and lowered his head to fiddle with it. Mo Qingqiu saw that although the compass was not beautiful in appearance, its refining technique was extremely exquisite. His heart moved and he slapped him to death again. His impulse was suppressed.
"What is this?" Lorne asked curiously.
"It's called the ghost plate. It's the treasure of our Yelang sect!
Do you know why we yelangzong are so famous? We are afraid of people. Because our yelangzong has always been upholding justice and has a clear sense of gratitude and resentment. If anyone dares to bully our yelangzong disciples, even if they escape to the ends of the earth, they must be told.
But why can't they escape to the ends of the earth? It's because of the ghost plate. Just now, I've used this treasure of Zhenzong to mark the roe deer owls. Where can they escape? " See someone with their own x, Tang junhou is complacent, while saying, while making fingerprints.
Gu Fenghua and others suddenly realized that it was a tracking tool. No wonder the night ronin is afraid of ghosts and worries about ghosts, which makes people turn pale. With such a magic weapon in hand, who can escape if he is determined to fight hard? It's a good word!
Looking at Tang junhou's compass, Gu Fenghua and others are full of expectations. It's a pity that Tang Jun is waiting for a fingerprint to be printed, followed by a back print, and then a fingerprint to be printed... Dozens of fingerprints are printed, but there is no movement in the compass.
"Can you do it or not?" Lorne asked impatiently as he waited.
"What do you mean, can't I? I'm Tang Jun waiting for an eight foot man. How can you say I can't? It's an insult to me, a great insult!" Tang junhou jumped up as if he had been trampled on his tail and roared with a red face.
Lorne curled his mouth. Like a monkey, he's an eight foot man. He doesn't measure it!
"Well, I'm wrong. I'm sorry. What I want to ask is whether you are the treasure of Zhenzong Are burning eyebrows, of course, Lorne won't fight with him, a rare apology to him, admit his mistake, and then urgently asked.
"You all know that this is the treasure of my yelangzong. How can I ask such a stupid question? If not, can I still call it the treasure of my yelangzong? You are insulting my yelangzong, a great insult Seeing that Lorne apologized to himself, Tang junhou relaxed a little, but as soon as he heard the words behind, he jumped again.
Gu Fenghua didn't want to listen to his nonsense. He grabbed the ghost plate from his hand and quickly made his fingerprints.
She had seen it for a long time. Although Tang junhou made dozens of back prints one after another, there was only one back and forth, but each one was quite different.
It's really hard for him. It's strange that a simple handprint can be made so many patterns by him. It's strange that there should be movement in the ghost chasing disk in autumn!
Almost in the blink of an eye, Gu Fenghua finished his fingerprints. As soon as the magic light appeared on the floppy disk, the rune flashed and the pointer rotated rapidly.
So, people's eyes looking at Tang junhou also become strange. This is such a simple handprint, and it changes a lot in his hands. It's not insulting to put Miss Luo's question on him.