Tang Shidao made an astonishing move. He stretched out his hand, used his finger as a pen, and drew a paragraph: I have the Great Perfection of the Monks' Secret Code, and unlimited physical strength. What is the Great Perfection of Yuanzu Perfect Man, the secret is not mentioned.

"Ah..." Yang Mo was shocked.

Suddenly.

Yang Mo took a few steps back in fear, and then said in panic: "No, this...Mr. Tang, you haven't said anything. Do you suspect that there is something wrong with me?"

at the same moment.

Tie Yunzhai and Luo Wei were both on guard.

Tang Shidao had such a strange reaction. He would be a fool if he wasn't weird.

At this moment.

Tang Shidao was drawing his fingers and writing again: Don't worry, you can continue to ask questions, and I will explain everything I can make public. There is nothing wrong with you, but there is a problem with your 'voice'. In my opinion, your voice is repetitive.

.You are speaking, and another voice is speaking, simultaneously and in perfect agreement.

"I...I'll..." Yang Mo was frightened.

At this moment, he had no doubt at all.

Tang Shidao shook his head gently.

Painted words: It doesn’t matter, I don’t mind, you didn’t mean it. Mr. Yunzhai and Mr. Luo Wei can’t see it because they haven’t reached this level. You don’t know it yourself, and it’s also because you can’t sense it. Keep talking, Bu Zhan Zong

You can talk about whatever the League tells you. I have my own reasons for not speaking. You don’t have to worry, I can handle it.

"Oh...this..." Yang Mo looked at Tie Yunzhai at this time, his eyes asking for help.

He and Wei Luo are both lucky people.

Wei Luo was forced to 'betray' Mr. Tang, and he would rather die than do it. Unlike Wei Luo, he has no clan members and can do anything by himself.

"Well, it doesn't matter, just say it." Tie Yunzhai couldn't believe that Yang Mo was being 'plotted' in front of him.

However, he believed in Tang Shidao.

Luo Wei suddenly interrupted: "Is it you, Lu Kongyin?"

Yang Mo looked puzzled.

Completely unclear.

With this expression, Luo Wei also nodded: "I know who it is, but it has nothing to do with you, Yang Mo. Mr. Tang, we will talk about him later."

Tang Shidao still nodded and said nothing.

"Well, actually... it's nothing too important. Well, Mr. Tang, the leaked information also said that you possess four ancient magic weapons: the Fire Feather Clothes, the Four God Helms of Laughter, Crying and Fury, the Tomb of the Gods, and the Phoenix Feather Clothes.

A weapon, right? A phoenix feather coat or a cosmic wonder?"

Tang Shidao nodded and shook his head.

Draw and write: I gave away the Fire-Flowing Feather Clothes and the Four Gods Helmets of Laughter, Crying and Fury, but they are not mine now. The Tomb of the Gods was given to me by others, but it is useless after possessing the Great Soul Technique. The Phoenix Feather Clothes are still there

Void is the coach and is not around at the moment.

"Oh...oh, um, it is said that you have ten kinds of great perfection?" Yang Mo was also shocked,

Tang Shidao lightly drew and wrote: It won’t be more than doubled.

"Ah...well, then, one last question, do you own a soul jade?"

Tang Shidao nodded slightly.

Drawing and writing: Jade of the Ape.

"Oh, no...it's okay. Sorry, Mr. Tang, I didn't know there was something wrong with me." Yang Mo bowed deeply. In theory, he could still be regarded as a disciple.

Tang Shidao smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't mind.

"The last thing is the second bad news. The Yuan clan may take action recently, targeting you. Moreover, it is rumored that the major clans have secretly joined forces to jointly invest in hiring some 'spirit hunting groups' from the secret world of the last world.

"Take action. Do you know about the Soul Hunting Group? Well, they...forget it, Mr. Tie Yunzhai and Mr. Luo Wei will explain it to you. I have a problem, so I won't say more." Yang Mo handed over his hand for the second time.

, bowed to apologize.

"It has nothing to do with you, you are also being plotted. Go back, we all know it." Luo Wei signaled.

"Okay, Mr. Tang, you two, be careful." Yang Mo handed over his hand.

Then he strode forward.

He ran through it as if to escape, as if he wanted his unknown self to leave this place as soon as possible, so as not to harm Mr. Tang.

at this time.

Luo Wei said: "Lu Kongyin, Luo family guest clan, ancestral spirit level."

Tang Shidao nodded slightly.
Chapter completed!