On the top of the big tree, which is seven or eight feet high, there is a person standing fluttering. He is wearing a brocade robe and a jade crown. The dark blue brocade robe is made of who knows what material it is made of. It shines faintly in the night.
There are dark golden patterns of flying clouds on the skirt of the robe. When they fly, they flow like ocean waves.
He has a face like a crown jade, a pair of handsome eyebrows slanting into his temples, his eyes are slightly raised at the corners, and his eyes are sharp and clear.
He looks to be only twelve or thirteen years old. Although he is young, he has a natural aura of royalty.
He stood there with his arms folded, and he didn't know how long he stood and stared.
When Wu Jiuzi first saw him, she was startled. She was not good at flying in the first place. She was frightened and her feet swayed. She could no longer hold her breath and fell straight down!
There was a flash of silver light, and Wu Jiuzi's eyes blurred. His falling body was caught by something and hung there leisurely in the air.
Wu Jiuzi turned his eyes and clenched his fingers!
She was now trapped in a shiny silver net, like a big fish caught in a net.
She struggled a little, but the net tightened as she struggled, tightening her body even more.
The little boy stretched out his figure, flew over like a big bird, stopped in front of her, and looked at her from above: "Dirty girl, who are you?"
"Little guy, put me down." Wu Jiuzi grinded his teeth secretly.
The boat really capsized in the gutter, and she was actually hung here like a fish by a little kid.
"What are you saying about a little guy and a big guy?!" The handsome young lady's face turned dark. She obviously didn't want to hear this word. She looked Wu Jiuzi up and down and said, "Stupid girl, you are not that big either. Maybe you are younger than me!"
"Okay, okay, we're almost there. I'm wrong, please put me down first." Although Wu Jiuzi's body is small now, her actual age is nineteen years old after all. She is a young and beautiful girl, so naturally she doesn't want to be with her.
A little kid whose fetal hair has not yet faded has the common sense,
"Say your name, and I will let you down." The handsome young lady raised her chin.
Which country's prince is this little kid? He also works part-time as a household registration checker? He really has an unusual amount of meddling!
Wu Jiuzi was a little dissatisfied with his condescending appearance, and rolled her eyes slightly: "My name is Hao Ayi. Okay, I have said my name. You keep your word and let me down."
"Hao Ayi?" the young man repeated, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "No! You practice Mojiabao Kung Fu, so your surname should be Mo!"
This young man does have a pair of sharp eyes! You can guess her apprenticeship just by looking at her flying objects.
How do you view this as a master? Is it based on the original fighting power, or is it based on the method of using fighting spirit?
Dou Li indeed belongs to Mojiabao, but she learned the method of using Dou Li from Ah Jiu...
She was still confused about this continent, and she really didn’t know which sect her method belonged to——
"My surname is Mo."
Then how do you say your name is Hao Ayi?" The young man in brocade robes said aggressively.
"That's my alias. I like people to call me that alias." Wu Jiuzi's face turned red and his heart stopped beating: "Besides, a name is just a code name for a person. Whether my name is Zhang San or Li Si, it's still me.
, this can’t change, right? You’ve become obsessed with it if you care too much.”
The young man: "..." He was a little confused by her specious words, and for a moment he didn't think of anything to refute.