Li Lao's movements were momentarily sluggish, he glanced at Xinghu fiercely, and smashed a bag with a fist at Xinghu's head: "Hmph!

Xinghu hurriedly stopped Li Lao, stared at the silky shawl with shining eyes, and nodded violently like a pug: "If you want it, don't want it in vain if you don't spend money!"

"Hmph!" Li Lao blew his beard into the sky and threw the shawl to Xinghu, "You are lucky to have a master like me! If those two old guys who are picking and searching, they won't be so generous!" Old Li put his hands behind his back, shook his head and found a chair to sit down: "I can't weave such a powerful thing! This is what I found in an abandoned temple, including the 'general' character chess in the 'Twenty-four Life and Death Chess Diagram'." ”

"What? Is there anyone more powerful than the Titled Venerable?" Xinghu was shocked.

"Alas! It's really not too much to say that you kid has little knowledge! Do you know what it means to 'there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky'? That incomplete chess chart, even if I use it, will have side effects. The old man smirked, and a pair of big dry feet without shoes patted them on the ground.

"What side effects? You will also sleep for half a year?" Xinghu couldn't believe it.

"Of course it's not that serious. The words I used were only temporarily sealed...... "The old man's voice became smaller and smaller, and his yellow skin gradually turned red.

"That's it......" Xinghu choked.

"Ahem!" the old man hurriedly coughed and changed the subject stiffly, "That thing in your hand can completely conceal your breath, so I call it 'Concealment Cloak'!" The old man stroked his beard proudly, and his little eyes were about to fly into the sky.

"Heh~" Xinghu took the shawl and swayed it left and right for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage, "This is the shawl!"

Li Lao's face suddenly froze in an instant: "Cloak! I said that a cloak is a cloak! Do you kid live a long time or do you live a long time as a teacher? Doesn't a shawl also belong to a cloak? Listen carefully, how domineering the cloak is!"

"Yes, cloak!" Bean-sized sweat trickled down Xinghu's head, forcing Xinghu to force a smile back into his mouth......

"Okay!" Li Lao stood up with his chair, stretched his waist, lifted a small wine bottle, and walked out of the door with two wine glasses: "Take your stupid bird with you, I still have something to do, old man." After speaking, he left, and by the time Xinghu reacted, Li Lao's breath had disappeared......

Xinghu released Xiaotian, walked out of the door, was silent for a long time, his eyes looked at the surprisingly beautiful scenery and remained motionless, and finally closed his eyes and slowly exhaled: "Where am I?"

What road idiots are most afraid of is waking up, and it will be a "brand-new" day......

The weary sun, after burning silently for noon and morning, went down below the horizon, and the fading day glowed charmingly, sadly, and brightly red, like the flush on the cheeks of a sickly beauty before she died. The green paths and canopy of the canopy shrouded in a hazy flame-like rosy light, which shimmered brightly. Under the slender shadow of the afterglow, a dashing teenager walked tiredly, wearing a black school uniform, a dull silk red shawl, a sleeping bird lying on his left shoulder, and his beautiful face showed the kind of expression that only a student who had done tens of thousands of Olympiad problems in one breath...... When the young man saw the tall building and the busy figure in front of him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and then he laughed out loud, scaring the bird on his shoulder, and hurriedly flapped his wings away, and his feathers were scattered all over the ground: "Hahaha...... I, Xiao Xinghu, finally came out of this place......"

Under the amazed gaze of everyone, Xinghu strode towards the building......