Chapter 4700

Originally, Pu Jiaojiao had the upper hand and could not turn over when she stepped on her feet. To my surprise, she was fiercely attacked by the other party. She not only lost her face, but also paid for the magic map of Bahuang town. It was a 950000 high-quality Holy Spirit stone. If you want to change the ordinary holy master, you can't save such a large sum of wealth in your life. No matter how big Gu Fenghua is, I'm afraid he'll regret hitting the wall.

In the future, we should admonish our posterity. As a man, we must know how to accept what is good and never forget what is good.

Well, if you're not careful, Gu Fenghua will replace Pu Jiaojiao and become a negative teaching material for future generations.

"A suckling little girl dare to fight with me. I'm afraid you don't know how to write dead words. Ha ha ha ha..." seeing the sympathy in the eyes of the people, Pu Jiaojiao was even more proud and couldn't help laughing wildly.

You don't despise me, don't you sympathize with this dead girl? I'm going to step on her in front of you. What, I can't bear it? I can't bear you to help her out.

"I said, Auntie Pu, are you proud too early? You'd better concentrate on typing your fingerprints." Gu Fenghua said indifferently. He didn't have any depression or chagrin in his expression. There was even a hint of sarcasm in his smile.

At this time, she can still laugh. Doesn't she really take the 950000 high-quality Holy Spirit stone seriously? No matter how bad she is, she can't be defeated like this? Or forced to smile? Seeing the smile on Gu Fenghua's face, everyone shook his head secretly.

They are obviously wrong. No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat. How can miss Gu Wu not take so many holy spirit stones seriously? In fact, she was not as dull as many people thought. Others didn't realize Pu Jiaojiao's sinister intentions, but she had doubts and precautions for a long time.

Although Pu Jiaojiao's performance of the mysterious fog dragon rhyme was more or less unexpected, she was not worried at all.

At this time, she was more curious about Pu Jiaojiao.

It's not hard to see that Pu Jiaojiao easily took out more than ten pieces of Jiuyang emperor's pulse pills to lure Ye colorless. This woman is not small. I don't know what else she can do to press the bottom of the box except the mysterious fog dragon chanting formula?

"I dare to speak hard and laugh when I'm dying. I'll see how you cry when I finish this set of Xuanwu dragon chanting!" Seeing Gu Fenghua's beautiful face, as well as a clear and pure smile that seems to cure people's heart, Pu Jiaojiao is more jealous and resentful. She says a vicious word and focuses on her fingerprints.

She also knew that even if she had already learned the mysterious fog dragon chanting formula, she might not be able to destroy the magic map of Bahuang town. If she didn't pay attention, she might turn over the boat in the sewer. She would not only make others laugh again, but also lose a lot of holy spirit stone and make a wedding dress for Gu Fenghua.

With the continuous development of fingerprints, Pu Jiaojiao's face was covered with a layer of sweat, but the rain like light and shadow became lighter and lighter, and the dragon shape became clearer and clearer, as if it had substance. Although the shape of the dragon is not big, its posture is mysterious and graceful, majestic and domineering. It seems that everyone under the stage can hear the sound of the vast dragon.

Finally, the last handprint came out. Pu Jiaojiao felt relieved and wiped her forehead with sweat. She looked at Gu Fenghua again with a proud face and a provocative face. At the same time, she roared: "eight wasteland town demon, seal!"