Chapter 4701

It has to be said that Aunt Pu is really full of momentum at this moment. She has a certain style of being a peerless and powerful person. In particular, the word "Feng" makes people cry and hum.

Although they don't like Pu Jiaojiao at all, they are about to see the magic image of Bahuang town. They are still excited and focus on the old mysterious scroll in the tray.

But they were disappointed. Aunt Pu's powerful roar reverberated in the auction hall for a long time, but the scroll did not move.

What's the matter? Aunt Pu is so active. Why is the magic map of Bahuang town still? Is she just bluffing? But when it comes to this, what's the use of bravado? Does she expect to scare Gu Fenghua to death? People are baffled.

Aunt Pu's eyes widened and her face was dull. She looked at the magic map of Bahuang town in disbelief.

It doesn't make sense. The whole set of fingerprints hasn't been dropped from the beginning to the end. And because I hate Gu Fenghua so much, I've never had a super level performance. Why hasn't there been any movement in the eight wasteland town magic map?

It's impossible. It's impossible! Pu Jiaojiao no longer had the previous confidence, heart a flustered, just wipe clean forehead and exude a layer of sweat.

"Seal, seal, seal for me!" Dare not delay, while the dark fog dragon shape has not completely dissipated, she once again made the last handprint.

Recall that there should be no mistakes in the previous fingerprints. To be wrong, it can only be the last one, which is also the most difficult one.

In the roar, she beat the last handprint over and over again for more than ten times, tired and sweating, but the scroll in the tray still didn't move. As the mysterious fog dragon gradually disappeared and became more and more illusory, Pu Jiaojiao was so anxious that she almost cried.

"Aunt Pu, are you ready? Can you hurry up? I'm waiting to cry for you. If you don't hurry up, I won't be able to cry." Gu Fenghua pretended to be sad and said to Pu Jiaojiao. As if really very hard in brewing emotions, want to cry to Pu Jiaojiao look like.

"Puchi!" Luo en was the first to smile. Bai Pang and ye colorless couldn't help laughing. Even Liu Sanjue grinned, his face wrinkled like flowers, and he seemed to be several decades younger.

Look at Gu Fenghua's sad face, the banter and smile in her eyes, and then look at PU Jiaojiao's black face. Everyone else in the hall can't laugh or cry.

They all can see that Pu Jiaojiao's mysterious fog dragon chanting formula has gone wrong. Although it has its shape, it has no effect. They don't know what she should be anxious to look like now. But Gu Fenghua still comes here and wants to cry for her. Isn't it stabbing her in the heart?

Cruel, this girl is so cruel!

"Not yet." Pu Jiaojiao was stabbed to death by Gu Fenghua's "aunt". However, she was worried and worried, but she couldn't get angry. She forced herself to calm down, blackened her face, and printed her fingerprints from the beginning to the end again.

That dark fog dragon form dissipated completely. It must be impossible to rely on the last fingerprint alone. She could only do it again.

This time, Pu Jiaojiao did not dare to be a little distracted, and even did not dare to look at Gu Fenghua again, for fear that she would be disturbed by the happy expression on her face that whether she would cry or not was better than laughing. The fingerprints are obviously slower and more dignified.

Therefore, the audience also put away their laughter, and the atmosphere was solemn.