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(Three thousand four hundred and eight) Fangs

You shook your head?" Tie Wandao said, "Isn't it?"

"Why did you use that thing to face me?" Tie Wandao said again.

Just as Tie Jinjue thought, Tie Jinqi, who Tie Wandao dreamed of, was indeed holding a sharp thing at Tie Wandao.

Tie Wandao said again: "What did you say that thing is called? I didn't hear it clearly."

Soon Tie Jinjue heard Tie Wandao say, "I still didn't hear it clearly."

"What?"

After a while.

"I can't hear it clearly, so I'll say it a few more times!"

"I didn't hear it once, why didn't there be any sound?"

After a while.

"There is a sound! Now there is a sound!"

"What?"

"Foof cone?" Tie Wandao said, "Ah, it's a fang cone! Yes, it's a fang cone! This thing is very useful!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"I've used it! I've used it before, but I haven't used it again since."

"I still remember my father said before that there were many fang cones arranged in Muxi Pavilion."

"It's used to scare her."

"There are some scary weapons piled up on Muxi Pavilion."

"I heard that someone has seen her pick up the fang cone, but I don't know if it's true or false."

"The fang cone is good for carving things, many people know."

Hearing this, Tie Jinjue immediately thought of his mother who had been imprisoned above Muxi Pavilion, and thought: Could it be that she said, "My mother, fang cone? Are some people setting up scary weapons on Muxi Pavilion to scare my mother? Carving things? Did my mother carve the pattern on the bowl with fang cone?

Tie Jinjue thought about it further and further away, as if he saw her mother carving a bowl with her fangs on Muxi Pavilion. He thought about her possible expression, and he felt like a knife was cut.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Soon, Tie Wandao's louder voice interrupted his reverie.

"Put it down, what are you doing to me with your fangs?" Tie Wandao said, "My hands seem to be tied up and can't be taken!"

A very short time passed.

"Jinqi, see, is my hands really tied up? I can't lower my head and can't see it!" Tie Wandao said.

"What? Don't you help me see? Why?" Tie Wandao said again.

"I feel like my hand is tied to the back." Tiewandao said, "If you don't untickle me, I can't take the fang cone in your hand!"

"Don't stab me!" Tie Wandao suddenly shouted, "Don't stab me with something that stabs the blue armor waste! Don't even touch me!"

"So you're kidding!" Tie Wandao said, "Jinqi, why are you kidding like this? Are you kidding with the fangs? Who are you treating me as?"

"What's behind you?" said Tie Wandao.

"On the wall!"

"The walls are covered with hidden weapons that look very similar to fangs!"

"Will those hidden weapons come out suddenly?"

“Where is this?”

"Are you kidding me again?"

"This kind of joke has no meaning at all!"

"Who believes?"

"You are obviously Jinqi, but I don't believe it if you say you are a ghost!"

"Can ghost become Jin Qi's appearance? How is that possible?"

"I don't believe it! The hidden weapons on the wall cannot be arranged by you!"

"Stop laughing!"

In the dream, Tie Wandao's ears were so sad that they were shocked by the laughter of the visitor from the other side.

After a while.

"You are really not Jin Qi! No!" Tie Wandao said, "It must not! Jin Qi won't treat me like this! It must not!"

"Damn blue armor waste turned into something?" Tie Wandao said, "Look, I won't poke you to death!"
Chapter completed!
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