The next day, the three of them left early to prepare for the Dongxuan Hall.

They waited outside the door for a long time before the streamer ran out of the room, which startled Weaving Dreams.

“...... Why are you covering your face, little man?"

Weaving Dream watched in amazement as Streamer wrapped his head tightly with a piece of cloth, revealing only one eye slit, and his fluffy and soft short hair was also wrapped in a mess, in short, it was very weird.

It's a little hard to even breathe.

The streamer's face hidden under the cloth towel distorted slightly, how to say this...... He hesitated for a long time before he said, "I, I, I...... My face is allergic! yes, my face is allergic! I have a lot of red dots!"

He was almost discovered yesterday, although he thought about it and thought it was unlikely, but it was better to be careful, if he was caught, it would be all over, all his efforts would be wasted, and he would not be able to do anything!

So, no matter what, you can't fold this step!

Streamer roared in his heart, but Weaving Dream leaned closer to him, wanted to open his face towel to inspect it, and asked with concern: "Allergies? Is it serious? Why are you allergic?

Streamer has also seen Zhu'an's medical skills in the past few days, and as soon as he saw that he was exposed, he quickly jumped away and covered his face, and hurriedly refused: "No, no, no...... No need, I'm ...... This is a small problem! Don't bother the master! It will be fine soon. ”

Weaving Dream stretched out his hand but grabbed it empty, and looked at him suspiciously, "Okay, I have to say it if I'm uncomfortable." ”

"Good, good. The streamer nodded wildly, wishing their attention to be diverted.

The inn where they rested was not far from the venue of the game, and it was neither early nor late, there were already many people gathered around outside the Dongxuan Hall, and the streamer looked around many times, confirming that he didn't see the black-robed puppeteer, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, great, the strange man didn't come!

After registering at the door, they entered the confines of the playing field, and the eyes of the people around them drifted to them inadvertently.

This combination of theirs is really strange, not to mention that the appearance and temperament of Zhu'an and Zhimeng are outstanding, and there is a strange child who is only thirteen or fourteen years old by his side, he has a small and delicate wooden sword pinned to his waist, he can't see the gender, and his head is wrapped tightly in cloth, except for a slit in his eyes, he can't even see his face clearly, and he doesn't know how to stand it on such a hot day!

It's weird for three people like this to just walk together, and I have to say, it's particularly eye-catching.

After thinking about it, she still took out the handkerchief that Zhu'an gave her and covered her face, and secretly leaned into Zhu'an's ear and said, "Only let my brother see it."

All right. ”

The tips of Zhu'an's ears turned unnaturally red, and he turned his head and replied in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

Located on the east side of Dagong City, the Dongxuan Hall is a huge stone palace. Although it is said to be a palace, there is only a stone façade on the outside, and a large green meadow on the inside.

The outer wall was crowded with enthusiastic southern nationals, who had not yet started the game, and had already gathered around the arena with high interest and shouting, presumably the West Evening Hall on the west side was the same grand occasion.

These spectators who came from all over the country were not picky about the game, and they were also happy to watch such a preliminary match, and even people who had a fight at the door could attract a group of people to watch happily. Some people also prepared their own small maza and brought it with water in bamboo tubes, so as to occupy the best position early. As for choosing which side to watch, it all depends on which side is closer to the house or which side can still be squeezed in when it is overcrowded.

Dongxuan Hall stood on the side of a circle of soldiers from Dagong City, and the soldiers were also very keen on the grand event, after all, the southern country is still martial, and joining the army is the most respected by men, women and children across the country, they represent the spirit of force in the south, so for today's event, the soldiers also deliberately wore the latest armor to stand guard, holding weapons in their hands one by one straighter than one standing, a neat and uniform look.

And the people standing on that huge meadow are the focus of all eyes.

After the three of them came in, they stood in a relatively remote part of the grassland, but there were still a lot of eyes on their side, and the streamer touched the cloth towel wrapped around his face as he walked, and grabbed it and tied it tighter, making sure that it would not fall off before he was relieved.

I don't know if it's because of such a gaze, Streamer only felt that his legs and feet were weak and his breathing began to be difficult, he bit his lower lip nervously, and couldn't help but look at the two people beside him.

There is no sense of tension at all.,It's like the idleness of the sons and ladies of the aristocracy going out together.。

He couldn't help but shout.

“...... Sister Weaving Weaving Dream ......"

"Hmm, little man, what's the matter?" Weaving Dream heard the streamer's call and leaned sideways, bending down slightly to get closer to some of the streamers.

"I ......" originally wanted to ask, aren't you nervous? But it seems that the result is obvious, they are not nervous, not at all. When the words came to his lips, he turned a corner, and his voice came muffled from under the cloth towel that wrapped his head,

"I'm a little bit hard to breathe...... I, I, I, I felt like I was being choked by the neck! It hurt a little and I couldn't breathe...... Woo woo, me, me, me

Yesterday, I must have been secretly by that stinky puppet Wuya!Sister, I'm scared ......."

Weaving Dream was stunned when she heard this, she just felt that her breathing was not very smooth when she saw the streamer's dress, did he feel it now? However, what is the situation of choking her neck...... Quickly beckoned to him worriedly.

"Come and I'll take a look. ”

Weaving Dream grabbed his shoulders and pulled him in front of him, looking down at it, he couldn't cry or laugh, this little man can really toss!

The strip of cloth wrapped around the head of the streamer was tied many times from the neck, and he had just unconsciously nervously moved, and two more knots were formed, and the whole cloth towel had been wrapped together in a chaotic manner, and it was tighter and tighter on the neck, and the child's neck was very thin, so it was strange that it didn't hurt!

She laughed and scolded angrily, "Why didn't you strangle yourself?"

As she spoke, she quickly reached out and untied the messy cloth towel, and rescued the streamer's neck, his white neck had been strangled with several red marks, she stretched out her hand, and rubbed the streamer with some internal force in her palm.

"Hey, I feel better now!I'm breathing so well!Oh my God, I'm feeling better!Hahaha!" Streamer moved his neck and laughed awkwardly.

After seeing the streamer's clean face, Weaving Dream almost slapped the streamer on the face.

"Shorty, it's a lie!"

"Huh?"

"Isn't your face good, what's the red dot?" Weaving Dream asked, staring at the streamer's eyes, approaching him gloomily.

The streamer jumped up in fright, how could he forget about it!

"That...... I'm ......"

I didn't come up with a good reason for it for half a day.

"Alright, alright, you!"

Seeing that his face was flushed, Weaving Dream stopped asking, straightened up, took off the long cloth towel from the streamer's neck, pinched it in his hand at random, a little red halo flashed, the cloth towel was cut into a square scarf of just the right size, Weaving Dream took it in his hand and looked left and right, and said puzzledly: "What? Will the cloth towel look better with the face covered? Or will it look more mysterious?"

Streamer stared blankly at the suddenly changed strip of cloth, what just happened?

How did he feel like he saw a little light running out of Dreamweaver's fingers!

He's not going to be hallucinated, is he?

Weaving Dream approached the streamer with a square scarf, helping him cover his face without affecting his breathing, and then took two steps back and nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, it's much more pleasing to the eye now. ”

Streamer couldn't help but be moved again.