The boy walked to the edge of the small house, his spiritual power moved slightly, and a scorching breath gushed out from his palms. The dilapidated small house was ignited instantly, and the tiles that were already few were burned out in an instant.

He squatted down and slowly dug up his left hand, without bothering it dirty. Instead, he slowly dug out a small hole bit by bit.

Suddenly he stopped moving, and then his hand reached out from the pit, holding a black stone statue in his hand.

The stone statue is already blurred, and the face is no longer recognized, so it can only be vaguely felt that it is a personal figure.

The boy carefully wiped the head of the stone statue, and could still see the two holes in his eyes.

The boy laughed, and a black light suddenly flashed across the stone statue's eyes. At the same time, the white of the boy's eyes disappeared, and his whole eyes gradually became dark...

Outside the world of tea.

The deans of the four institutions and the fairyland were sitting on the clouds and drinking happily.

Especially the owner of Xingsu Pavilion Ye Qingshan and Tu Zhengshan were having a lot of fun drinking, and there was no sign that they had a deep feud.

Ye Qingshan's father was once one of the elders of Xingsu Pavilion.

Ye Qingshan was not called Ye Qingshan before, but Ye Qingyu.

"You have been quarreling before and want to see how Shi Er is. Now I see it, how about it?" Tu Zhengshan said after drinking a glass of wine.

"Hahaha." Everyone did not answer, and they all laughed and poured wine.

"Oh? There is still this thing in Zhengshan?" The four-pointed Gongcao on the side came to his interest and asked.

"Zhang Bei, ask them." Tu Zhengshan didn't care about his face at all. He said it directly. He said it while looking at Ye Qingshan.

Ye Qingshan smiled and said, "Heroes are young."

Then, I drank the wine in my glass.
Chapter completed!