"Hahaha..." A loud laugh broke the tranquility of the early morning. Master Xin Yezi danced with joy and ran around the training ground three times, shouting, "It's done! It's done!" Zhao Xihe flew into the air, like a hawk catching a rabbit, and grabbed Xin Yezi's hair. After lifting him up, he hit him on the back of his vest three times with his palm and shouted in his ear, "Xin Yezi!"
Xin Yezi scratched his ear in anger: "What are you doing? Am I crazy? Why are you acting so pretentiously?" Zhao Xihe was embarrassed: "Are you okay? I thought you..." "Do you think I went crazy with joy after my epiphany?" Xin Yezi said angrily: "I, Xin Yezi, have practiced for thousands of years. How could my foundation be so shallow?"
"Hehehe..." Adrian Blake and Yin Quanyin laughed together. Bier lay on the table, rolling around with her round belly.
"Brother Xiao Luo, come and have a look." Xin Yezi stood in front of the billboard and waved to him. Adrian Blake walked over, and Xin Yezi did something to make him find that the pearlescent light on the billboard was a little different. He couldn't tell exactly what was different, but he could definitely feel that there was some change.
Adrian Blake looked at it again and again, and suddenly slapped his head: "Yes, it's much more natural!" "Yes, that's the key." Xin Yezi said: "This treasure makes me feel strange and gives me a deeper understanding of illusions. Over the years, I have studied this aspect of formations. I thought I had reached the pinnacle, but I didn't expect that I could go further---Brother Xiao Luo, you are really my lucky star!"
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