"There is something, you have to look at it..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Is this another person who stands and speaks without a back pain?

have a look!

How to take a look?

If she could go in and take a look, would she be as embarrassed as she is now?

Feng Chenglin walked over quickly and handed over something in his hand.

It is a piece of silk paper with something depicted on it.

It's messy, and I can't see any tricks for a while.

Feng Chenglin was very excited: "How is it? Do you understand?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

What to look at?

What is this ghost-drawing talisman like?

She glanced at Bu Shenglian: "Do you understand?"

Bu Shenglian twitched: "You didn't even understand, what can I know?"

What a joke!?

He still doesn't know what happened.

The two looked at Feng Chenglin at the same time.

"What's this?"

"What did you let us see?"

Feng Chenglin was anxious and gestured on the silk paper: "You can't see such an obvious pattern? Third Young Master, don't you think this pattern looks familiar?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

look familiar!?

She has seen too many ghost painting talismans in her life, which one does she look familiar with?

"Fatty, I think the ghost painting talismans in the world are almost the same..."

"What kind of ghost drawing talisman? I'm... Yes, it's a little different, but it's not a ghost drawing talisman, right?" Feng Chenglin took it with awkwardly, a little unwilling to accept it: "Look, this is like this... is it just a little different, but overall, it's still a bit like a little... How can it be said to be a ghost drawing talisman?"

Ling Luoyu stared seriously: "You can explain it clearly first, what does this thing look like?"

"It's the... black, shiny ones we got..."

Once Bu Shenglian was once again, Feng Chenglin couldn't explain it too clearly, so he could only hint as much as possible.

"black……"

Ling Luoyu's heart suddenly trembled and he lowered his eyes again.

What Feng Chenglin said was the fragment of the space magic weapon - the Wrath of Thunder.

Could it be?

The treasure box among the ancient trees is a fragment.

She stared in surprise: "Did you see the fragment?"

"...It's not a fragment, it's a...incomplete...large fragments..." Feng Chenglin said stuttering.

Fragments?

That refers to the things they had before.

However, the thing now cannot be said to be a fragment.

"San Young Master, I think this thing is more accurate, called the residual product..."

defective?

Fragments?

If there are residues, there will naturally be fragments.

Is there anything special about this?

Could it be-

She suddenly looked at Feng Chenglin with an incredible look on her face.

Feng Chenglin understood what she meant and nodded.

Bu Shenglian looked at the expressions of the two of them and couldn't help but interrupt: "You two have time to get along here, so why not take a look at the things first..."

Just guess, what's the point?

Feng Chenglin thrust his lips again: "I can't see..."

Isn't this nonsense?

If he could see it easily, would he have the same ghost painting talisman?

Have you moved the things here long ago?

Ling Luoyu frowned: "What's going on?"

Feng Chenglin was very discouraged: "I tried it, and it seemed like it was stuck and couldn't be moved. I took a long time to get it out..."

"Where is Zhou Yan and Ding Temple?"

"They are useless... At the beginning, I wondered if this thing was a mysterious thing made by the Miao family, so I thought about setting up a temple to try it, but after trying it, it was still useless."
Chapter completed!