Gu Anqi glanced at the people around her with a blank face, and finally her eyes fell on the Tiangang Mixed Yuan Umbrella in Zhuo's hand, looking a little overwhelmed, Wen Zhuo saw that she didn't take it, and forced it into her hand, and said with a hippie smile. "If you take it, you will take it, anyway, it is a baby sent to the door, this is a good thing, one of the ten ** tools of Taoism, it is also convenient to use, but your Taoism is a little worse, but it doesn't matter, there are thunder mines, mines and human mines on this umbrella