"Beep, beep, beep..."
At the sound of that, Xu Qiankun immediately started playing his clappers.
Back then, he'd believed Qin Feng's bullshit and nearly been slapped to death by Long Aotian. It had taken five or six years at home to recover. And now Qin Feng had the nerve to tell him to play it again.
"The Recording Stone of Miss Xinyan holding a baby!?"
Daoist Xukun and Lady Santong saw Xu Qiankun's reaction and immediately recalled which Recording Stone Qin Feng meant.
Back when the Immortal Alliance chose to counterattack the God of War Hall, they had both been there, just like Xu Qiankun, so they remembered that image of Miss Xinyan holding a baby.
It was precisely because that image had appeared that Long Aotian, who had been gaining the upper hand, was badly wounded and spat blood. Not only had it instantly reversed the tide against them, it had also won their Immortal Alliance a hundred years to develop.
"Senior Brother Cai!!"
Seeing Xu Qiankun play his clappers at lightning speed, Qian Duoduo hurriedly tried to guilt-trip him. "If you've done it once, you can do it twice. Besides, I'm asking you to be a hero, not to sell yourself in the Eight Great Hutongs. Even if you won't think of yourself, at least think of us!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
Daoist Xukun and Lady Santong nodded again and again, thinking Qian Duoduo had made a very good point.
They'd already used this trick once, but it had worked astonishingly well. Even if it couldn't make Long Aotian spit blood this time, it could still stun him for a few seconds and give them a chance to escape.
"My surname is Xu, damn it!!"
Xu Qiankun was so furious his eyes bulged, and he transformed into a telegraph machine