"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
At this moment, the talismans in your pocket all flew out, seemingly chaotically whirling above your head and around you.
"Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling..."
Each talisman started to shake irregularly and made strange noises.
Standing on the side wall next to Seventh Central Primary School, when the man saw this bizarre scene, he couldn't help but snicker, "What's this, preparing some sort of spell? Are you planning to create a turtle shell to hide yourself inside?"
From the man's perspective, looking over, the talismans around you formed a rough semicircular shape, indeed resembling a turtle shell from a distance.
Looking up slightly, at the handsome man standing on the wall, you curled your lips and sneered, "Old Man, aren't you the 'Number One Young Master of China,' Liu Jingfeng, who my dad had beaten black and blue and who ended up kneeling to beg for mercy?"
Liu Jingfeng's complexion stiffened, and he extended his right hand, pointing at you!
