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"What?" Lu Xingzhe voiced his disdain before raising his hand to receive the talisman paper that Gu Zhiqi passed to him and glanced at it.
Observing the ghost-drawn talisman, Lu Xingzhe's disdain seemed to deepen, "What is this? I can't understand it."
"Carry it with you, it can protect you at a critical moment," Gu Zhiqi said, then her wrist flipped lightly, and she began to make hand seals.
"Tch." Lu Xingzhe snorted contemptuously and then said with great disdain, "Don't tell me you're still hungover."
Hearing Lu Xingzhe's words, Tang Yichen turned his head, gave Lu Xingzhe a look, his eyes tinged with a hint of doubt and inquiry.
Isn't he a friend of Gu Xiaoxi?
How come he doesn't even know that Gu Xiaoxi is a diviner?
Gu Zhiqi didn't respond, just continued making the hand seals on her own.
Looking on, a formation began to emerge in front of Gu Zhiqi, and Lu Xingzhe's eyes showed a trace of confusion, "What kind of ancient martial arts is this?"
