Chapter 972

Xue Xu always stood beside Jiang Wanbai and watched. She suddenly took out a piece of paper and a cinnabar pen. It was obvious that she was going to start experimenting on paper.

"Here you are wrong..." Xue Xu suddenly said.

Jiang Wanbai has just started to draw a few strokes. She stops writing and always feels wrong. At this time, hearing Xue Xu's words, she blinks her eyes, looks up at Xue Xu and asks, "do you know how to do with the transmission bursts?"

"It's just that I have repaired a broken transmission array before, so I still have some impression on some details, but I can give you a few words." Xue Xu said with a smile.

When he mentioned "before", his face was still a shallow smile, and there was no other emotion.

Qi Qingxing looked at him and didn't say anything.

Jiang Wanbai was a little happy and said, "with your guidance, the progress should be much faster."

So she had kneaded the previous piece of paper and brought out a new one. Whenever she made a mistake or couldn't understand it, Xue Xu would always make a point nearby.

This curtain fell in the eyes of Nanmen Ziyang, which surprised him. He couldn't help pulling the green bamboo and saying, "is Xue Xu the master of your master?"

"What master's master?" Qingzhu is dozing off. She is pulled by Nanmen Ziyang and asked, but she hasn't heard it clearly.

Nanmen Ziyang gave a light Tut and let go of his hand. He continued to look at Jiang Wanbai and Xue Xu. Looking at this scene, he felt as if he was watching himself while his parents were learning from their elders.

However, he didn't have such a talent as Jiang Wanbai, so he couldn't get through it at all.

Qi Qingxing looked at this scene, sipped his tea and thought deeply in his eyes.

There is no distinction between day and night in the underground ghost city, so Jiang Wanbai and others don't know how many hours have passed. It's just that Qingzhu and nanmenziyang have already occupied half of the bed. When they are sleeping, Jiang Wanbai puts down his cinnabar pen in his hand, and his eyes are very bright, "OK."

On the desktop, there are more than a dozen paper balls, which are all discarded by Jiang Wanbai's paintings.

Once this kind of thing is wrong, even if the pause time is long, the array drawn will lose its effectiveness.

Jiang Wanbai can only change a piece of paper and start from scratch.

Until the last time, she finished at one go, because it was drawn with cinnabar brush, and she used spiritual power in it, so the array drawn was different from Qi Qingxing's.

Qi Qingxing just drew the appearance. No matter how good the array was, it couldn't be used.

Jiang Wanbai, however, can be used.

"Take a written test." Jiang Wanbai takes up his pen again.

Qi Qingxing looked at the painting with cinnabar brush, but the face size of the transmission array, asked: "where will this be transmitted to?"

"I don't know." Jiang Wanbai gave a slight cough and explained: "this is a one-way transmission array. We are going to go to the ghost pit or go directly to the foot of Nanshan Mountain. However, there is no corresponding array at the foot of the ghost pit or Nanshan Mountain, which means that when we use this transmission array, it is random."

It may be transported to the abyss of ghosts and ghosts, or it may be directly transmitted to the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

"It's also possible to transmit it to Nancheng." Xue Xu added another sentence.

Jiang evening white spot.

Qi Qingxing looked at the array and said, "try it."

No matter where they will be teleported to, the current situation is that they must first try to see if the teleportation array can work.