Zhao Erdong explained slowly that she knew pistols very well. She had two professional gun teachers on the secret island of Zhao.

"How about this weapon, which is extremely sharp than a sword?" Yue Wuqing asked.

Zhao Erdong looked at the wide and accessible top terrace, turned his head toward him and said, "That depends on who uses this knife and sword. If you and me, even if you don't use a knife and sword, that small pistol will not hurt you or me at all. But if you are an ordinary person, even if you have thousands of sharp swords, you can't block a pistol. Do you understand?"

Yue Wuqing nodded. He understood that no matter how powerful the weapon is, it is just an auxiliary tool. The most important thing is personal cultivation.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing Erdong walk towards the big terrace instead of pressing the elevator button.

"When you go back to China, you have to carve the array patterns first. It will take some time. You protect me and you must not let anyone interrupt me." She did not look back, and after looking at the venue, she started writing and painting directly.

Yue Wuqing is also one of the masters who carve array patterns. Naturally, he knows why he cannot be interrupted when carving the essence and array patterns. He sits cross-legged and releases four strands of soul thoughts from his body. The four strands of soul thoughts each guard one side and monitors the dynamics around him.

The morning sun rises and the sun sets. Although Erdong is much more skillful in carving array patterns, it is still not fast. If Yue Wuqing is allowed to carve this level of space movement array patterns, it will take at most ten hours, but Zhao Erdong spent twelve hours and has not been completed.

The golden energy was released from her fingers continuously, providing her with pigments to carve array patterns. Various golden characters were spinning and jumping, dancing around some mysterious Taoist patterns, like a painting, a magical scroll falling from the immortal palace to the earth.

Suddenly, outside the Versailles Hotel, many cars with lights gathered. They roared in, as if in a turbulent manner. Many fully armed foreigners stepped down from their cars, holding their guns and looking towards the rooftop.

Yue Wuqing thought it was not good and was discovered. If the war started, it would inevitably disturb Erdong. If Erdong could finish drawing the array pattern before they came up, he would be able to leave here without any effort.

However, things were not as bad as Yue Wuqing imagined. The foreigners holding pistols did not seem to intend to rush up.

They stood behind the car and closely followed the dynamics on the top floor. A middle-aged man held a horn and shouted loudly, saying a lot of words he couldn't understand.

The shouting changed one after another. They said all kinds of strange words, but he couldn't understand a word. Finally, a black-haired boy came. As soon as he opened his mouth, he spoke in the same words as him.

"Listen to the people upstairs, no matter what you are doing, you must stop immediately and raise your hands and squat down."

Yue Wuqing sneered. It turned out to be a group of pustules, who only dared to huddle down and shout, but did not even have the courage to rush up.

Yue Wuqing walked to the railing, looked at the people who were as big as an ant, and suddenly said, "If you don't come up, even if I raise my hands and squat down, how could you know?"

"What did he say?" The police officer holding the horn asked the Chinese translator. He was very surprised. How did the guy upstairs do it? It was clearly separated by dozens of floors, and even if he held the horn, he could not determine whether the person upstairs could hear it clearly. But the man just now did not use any auxiliary tools or shout. He only saw his mouth open and close, but every word he said fell into his ears very clearly, but he just couldn't understand it. Sure enough, China is a magical country, and the Chinese are all very mysterious. Zhao Erdong explained slowly that he knew pistols very well. She had two professional gun teachers on the secret island of Zhao's family.

"How about this weapon, which is extremely sharp than a sword?" Yue Wuqing asked.

Zhao Erdong looked at the wide and accessible top terrace, turned his head toward him and said, "That depends on who uses this knife and sword. If you and me, even if you don't use a knife and sword, that small pistol will not hurt you or me at all. But if you are an ordinary person, even if you have thousands of sharp swords, you can't block a pistol. Do you understand?"

Yue Wuqing nodded. He understood that no matter how powerful the weapon is, it is just an auxiliary tool. The most important thing is personal cultivation.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing Erdong walk towards the big terrace instead of pressing the elevator button.

"When you go back to China, you have to carve the array patterns first. It will take some time. You protect me and you must not let anyone interrupt me." She did not look back, and after looking at the venue, she started writing and painting directly.

Yue Wuqing is also one of the masters who carve array patterns. Naturally, he knows why he cannot be interrupted when carving the essence and array patterns. He sits cross-legged and releases four strands of soul thoughts from his body. The four strands of soul thoughts each guard one side and monitors the dynamics around him.

The morning sun rises and the sun sets. Although Erdong is much more skillful in carving array patterns, it is still not fast. If Yue Wuqing is allowed to carve this level of space movement array patterns, it will take at most ten hours, but Zhao Erdong spent twelve hours and has not been completed.

The golden energy was released from her fingers continuously, providing her with pigments to carve array patterns. Various golden characters were spinning and jumping, dancing around some mysterious Taoist patterns, like a painting, a magical scroll falling from the immortal palace to the earth.

Suddenly, outside the Versailles Hotel, many cars with lights gathered. They roared in, as if in a turbulent manner. Many fully armed foreigners stepped down from their cars, holding their guns and looking towards the rooftop.

Yue Wuqing thought it was not good and was discovered. If the war started, it would inevitably disturb Erdong. If Erdong could finish drawing the array pattern before they came up, he would be able to leave here without any effort.

However, things were not as bad as Yue Wuqing imagined. The foreigners holding pistols did not seem to intend to rush up.

They stood behind the car and closely followed the dynamics on the top floor. A middle-aged man held a horn and shouted loudly, saying a lot of words he couldn't understand.

The shouting changed one after another. They said all kinds of strange words, but he couldn't understand a word. Finally, a black-haired boy came. As soon as he opened his mouth, he spoke in the same words as him.

"Listen to the people upstairs, no matter what you are doing, you must stop immediately and raise your hands and squat down."

Yue Wuqing sneered. It turned out to be a group of pustules, who only dared to huddle down and shout, but did not even have the courage to rush up.

Yue Wuqing walked to the railing, looked at the people who were as big as an ant, and suddenly said, "If you don't come up, even if I raise my hands and squat down, how could you know?"
Chapter completed!