"Fool, don't you understand?" Zhu Sifang scolded and slapped him on the head.

This slap is like a slap in the face, or a slap in the face. Zhu Tongguang's eyes brightened, but he suddenly responded.

"Do you mean that she just learned the mysterious dragon chanting formula and supernatural mental skill from Aunt Pu?" Zhu Tongguang exclaimed.

"Not bad." Zhu Sifang and master Shen nodded at the same time.

"Fortunately, this girl's scheming is not as deep as I thought. It's not too terrible." Zhu Tongguang was relieved, patted his chest and said with ease.

If all this had been planned by Gu Fenghua, it would have been a little too terrible. He couldn't help but think that if he met her in the future, he would take a detour, as far as he could hide.

But since Gu Fenghua's Xuanwu Longyin Jue and wushangxinshu were just learned from Pu Jiaojiao, it proved that she was not very sure. At least her mind was not so deep and terrible.

"Don't you think such Gu Fenghua is more terrible?" Everyone in the secret room looks at Zhu Tongguang like an idiot. After a while, Zhu Sifang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said with a sad face and a desperate face.

It's just that I like masculinity. Why is my IQ so low? It's hopeless. This nephew is hopeless and can give up treatment.

"Ah..." when Zhu Tongfang patted his forehead, the light color on his face was swept away, and his face was shocked.

The medicine of that slap had not passed, but he soon understood Zhu Sifang's meaning: he had just seen it several times and learned the mysterious fog dragon chanting formula and the mind without heaven. What kind of anti heaven talent should Gu Fenghua have? Such Gu Fenghua, and how terrible.

In the face of absolute talent and absolute strength, what is the so-called scheming?

Fortunately, there is no such thing as stupidity. There is still hope for a cure. Seeing the horror of his face, Zhu Sifang's heart finally ignited a spark of hope.

"Gu Fenghua, you pit me, you dare to pit me!" Not everyone has the vision of Master Zhu Sifang and master Shen, such as PU Jiaojiao. Seeing the familiar fingerprints of Gu Fenghua's hands, she roared angrily.

If I had known that Gu Fenghua would also use the mysterious fog dragon chanting formula and wushangxinshu, I would have bet with her if she had something wrong with her brain! But the dead girl didn't show her breath at all. She didn't even have a clue on her face. She pretended to be furious, as if she had been too weak to be stimulated for many years. Isn't it obvious that she's cheating?

Looking back at Gu Fenghua's indignation just now, Pu Jiaojiao's lung was about to explode.

"Cut, who wants to pit who? It's just that you've got yourself tied up in a cocoon, and you've got to lift a stone and hit yourself in the foot. It's a good thing that you mean to blame others? " Gu Fenghua devotes himself to his fingerprints and doesn't speak. However, Luo en says with disdain.

Pu Jiaojiao was speechless. Indeed, she was the one who dug the hole, and she was also the one who made the bet. It's just that the acting skill is not as good as others and the strength is not as good as others. If you are careful that you fall into the pit, you can't blame Gu Fenghua.

"Broken!" Finally, Gu Fenghua gave a soft drink and made his last handprint.

In a flash, the runes in front of my eyes flickered one after another, burst out a dazzling light, almost too bright to open my eyes, and the scroll slowly opened.

So fast? Seeing this scene, everyone was surprised. Pu Jiaojiao was even more stunned. Her mouth was so open that she could almost plug two duck eggs.