Seeing a trace of white fish in the sky, Gu Xijiu suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled, and her fingers quickly wrote in the air: "If you don't believe me, then I can't do anything. If you feel that you have a grudge with me, then come and take revenge. Next is it! If you recognize the wrong person, please don't be entangled with me anymore. I'm not interested in playing guessing games with others! Goodbye! No, I hope I will never see you again!"

After writing this, she did not delay any longer. She turned around and disappeared on the river bank and teleported away directly.

The calm that was once restored to the river bank, and a moment later, a man appeared.

The grimace mask, fox eyes, fluttering black hair, snow-white robe, and her whole body looks like a zhilan and jade tree in a snow-capped mountain. She is so tall and handsome that she is so handsome that she is just a figure.

He stood there, looked at the river, and his lips under his mask curled up slightly.

With a raised hand, the river water that was originally flowing gently suddenly seemed to be stirred by a big hand, tumbling up, and the river water wall stood and separated from all directions...

After a while, his hand grabbed it there with a rustling sound of water, and something rolled out of the water and flew directly back to the river bank.

That thing was exactly the clothes and masks that Gu Xijiu threw in the water, etc.

The man looked down and looked at the way these things were tied to the stone.

Gu Xijiu is very distinctive in throwing things. The bags she makes are all tied, and they are not ordinary sturdy when tied to the stone, and will never fall off.

The man shook his head slightly. It was obvious that he did not appreciate her packaging method. He paused for a moment. His fingers bounced, and a white light flashed by. The bound clothes mask and even stilts were removed from the stone.

The man looked at the stilts in a focused manner. They were actually not tall, about thirty centimeters. If a short man stepped on it, he could become a normal tall man, but his legs looked very long. If he was wearing a robe, he wouldn't be able to tell anything.

This little guy turned out to use this disguise method to achieve her purpose, which is interesting!

He picked up the mask again and looked at it. This mask was the kind that is common on the street, far from the one he wore on his face now...

No artistic nature!

His fingers rubbed his chin, and light shimmered in his eyes.

It seems that the little guy doesn't know what kind of ties she has formed with him-

She felt innocent as if nothing had happened.

He really will take revenge, but he just doesn't know if she can't catch it...

He waved his palm and these things lined up in the air, from high to low, which was very beautiful.

This man's palm seemed to be a magic trick. With just a wave of his hand, these wet things were dry and even the big stone seemed to have never been touched with a drop of water.

"Who is below?" Perhaps the noise caused by this person was a little loud, or perhaps it was time to get up, the soldier sleeping soundly holding weapons on the city wall opened his hazy eyes and looked down occasionally, and was scared!

In the dark morning light, a set of black clothes stood there out of nowhere, swaying in the wind like a haunted ghost.
Chapter completed!