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Chapter 4701 4701 This girl is really ruthless!

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    I have to say that at this moment, Aunt Pu is really full of momentum, quite a bit of a peerless powerhouse, especially the word "Feng", which roars so loudly that it shakes the world and makes people's ears buzz.

    Although they didn't have the slightest affection for Pu Jiaojiao, they were about to see the true appearance and majesty of the magic map of Bahuang Town, and everyone was still excited. They all focused their attention on the ancient and mysterious scroll in the tray.

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

    What's going on here, Aunt Pu is making such a big noise, why is the magic map of Bahuang Town still not moving at all? Is she just bluffing?  But it's all over, what's the use of bluffing, does she still expect to scare Gu Fenghua to death?  Everyone is inexplicable.

    Aunt Pu also stared wide-eyed, with a dull expression on her face, and looked at the magic map of Bahuang Town in disbelief.

    It doesn't make sense, the whole set of handprints has not been left from the beginning to the end, and because I hate Gu Fenghua so much, I have never performed at a super level, so why is there no movement at all in the magic map of Bahuang Town?

    Impossible, this is impossible!  Pu Jiaojiao no longer had the confidence she had before, her heart flustered for a while, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from her forehead that she just wiped clean.

    "Seal, seal, seal it for me!" Not daring to delay, before the dragon shape of the mysterious mist dissipated completely, she made the last handprint again.

    After recalling, there should be no mistakes in the previous handprints. If there is a mistake, it can only be the last one, which is also the most difficult one.

    Amidst the roar, she repeated the last handprint more than a dozen times, sweating profusely from exhaustion, but the scroll in the tray remained motionless.  Seeing the mysterious fog dragon shape gradually disappearing and becoming more and more illusory, Pu Jiaojiao was so anxious that she almost cried.

    "Is Aunt Pu well? Can you hurry up? I'm still waiting to cry for you. If you don't hurry up, I won't be able to cry anymore." Gu Fenghua pretended to be sad and said to Pu Jiaojiao.  It seems that she is really trying hard to brew her emotions, and she looks like she wants to cry for Pu Jiaojiao.

    "Puchi!" Luo Enen was the first to laugh out loud, Fatty Bai and Ye Wuse couldn't help laughing, even Liu Sanjue grinned, his face was wrinkled like a flower, and he seemed to be decades younger.

    Looking at Gu Fenghua's pretended sadness and the playful smile in his eyes, and looking at the blackness on Pu Jiaojiao's face, the rest of the hall couldn't laugh or cry.

    They could all see that something went wrong with Pu Jiaojiao's Mysterious Wulong Chanting formula. Although it had its shape, it was useless. They didn't know what she was supposed to be anxious about now, but Gu Fenghua still said this.  If you want to cry for her, isn't this stabbing her in the heart?

    Ruthless, this girl is really ruthless!

    "Not yet." Pu Jiaojiao was stabbed in the death spot by Gu Fenghua's "auntie", but at this time she was anxious and worried, but she didn't care about getting angry, and forced herself to calm down, with a dark face, and once again  Handprint from start to finish.

    The mysterious fog dragon form dissipated completely, and the last handprint alone would definitely not work, and she could only do it again.

    This time, Pu Jiaojiao didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest, and she didn't even dare to look at Gu Fenghua again, for fear that she would be disturbed by the expression on her face that was more happy than crying rather than laughing.  The handprints he made were obviously slower and more dignified.

    As a result, everyone in the audience stopped laughing, and the atmosphere in the venue was solemn.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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