Sweet Noble Heir

"You're right. Let's see if the array can be used first." Jiang evening white point, loose the hand holding the pen.

However, even if she let go of her hand, the cinnabar pen did not fall down, but suspended on the top of the array. The array drawn by cinnabar seemed to be more colorful, and a faint light appeared on the array.

Jiang Wan stares at the pen without blinking.

At one moment, the cinnabar pen swayed slightly, and then disappeared.

"Look for it!" Jiang Wanbai said in surprise, "I don't use much spiritual power. This array can't transmit far."

It could have started the array directly with the ghost stone, but even if it was a small ghost stone, it was absolutely enough to transmit the cinnabar pen out of the inn. Therefore, Jiang Wanbai used his own spiritual power to ensure that even if the cinnabar was transported away, it would not be far away.

When Jiang Wanbai finished speaking, he had already got up to look for him.

But Xue Xu's body shook and fell on the edge of the bed and said, "here it is."

The cinnabar pen fell on the side of nanmenziyang's face, and the remaining cinnabar on the tip of his nose scratched down a layer of cinnabar red on nanmenziyang's face. However, nanmenziyang still fell asleep and didn't mean to wake up at all.

Xue Xu brought the pen.

"It seems that teleportation array is useful. We have only one problem left. We can't determine where it will be transferred to." Jiang Wanbai said that she had already taken out the materials she used to carve array plates from the storage ring. She planned to start now.

In any case, no matter where it will be transmitted, we will make an array disk first.

"Let's do it first. We don't have to use it. We can stay here for a while. Maybe the city order will be lifted soon. Then we don't have to take the risk." Qiqingxing road.

Jiang evening white point, "in short, this is also our backhand, well prepared, not to use it when necessary."

After all, the teleportation array that can't determine the destination is indeed risky.

After discussing these things, Jiang Wanbai was immersed in the engraving array plate again.

Seeing that he had nothing to do, Qi Qingxing began to meditate.

He sat by the window, watching the ghosts walking down the river.

There is no day or night in the underground ghost city. You can only see these ghosts wandering around. There is no real free time on the street. However, there is no room for people to visit among the ghosts. When they meet acquaintances, they stop to exchange greetings.

That doesn't happen in ghosts.

However, there are many evil spirits and complaining ghosts. Each time they pass by, they will bring a wind of Yin, and the wind is mixed with sad crying. Ghosts are used to it, but people feel headache and irritability after listening for a long time.

It may even trigger negative emotions at the bottom of your heart.

As a result, Jiang Wanbai and others directly set up a border after staying in the inn, at least isolating the wails and sorrows outside.

This is why Qingzhu and nanmenziyang can sleep so dead.

The evil ghost shrank in the corner and didn't dare to make a sound. He just watched Jiang Wanbai and others grope out the transmission bursts so quickly, and he began to be glad that he was still alive again and again.

Such a fierce task has come to the fallen place. If the ghost king or ghost will know about it, I don't know what kind of storm it will bring. However, this pedestrian is going to Nanshan, and I don't know why.