Shi Neng Wu Wang

Yu Xingxing held the small stone with both hands and carefully placed it in front of the screen.

After a while, the small stone went into the heart of his right hand.

what's the situation?
What the hell is it that sticks everything into the palm of your hand?

Fortunately, after a while, it appeared in the palm again, then gradually turned into a phantom, and finally disappeared.

Actually, it was really passed on?
After a while, a voice came from the little brother: "I received it, let me raise it."

"Okay, okay, keep it, it's finally a gift for you." Yu Xingxing hurriedly agreed.

"Goodbye then, I'm going to find a better place for it." The little brother said, and went offline.

"Goodbye, good luck!" Yu Xingxing also said.

Then, he quickly opened the exercises and continued to do it in a swish.

……

Early the next morning, Elder Mo came over again, and he brought the repaired magic cloak with him.

The newly repaired magic cloak was shining again, as if the holes had never existed.

It floated gently from Mo Lao's hand, and burrowed into Yu Xingxing's closet by itself.

Yu Xingxing walked over, opened the closet door, took out the cloak again, and looked at it carefully.

Really, the original damage was completely invisible, and he touched it twice more, and it was even smoother.

The cloak flung itself on Yu Xingxing's body mischievously, and hung it on his back again. Yu Xingxing took two steps with his head held high, looking very proud of himself.

Mao Linger looked at them, a little puzzled, is the relationship so deep?
It doesn't know that after going through a life-and-death battle, they are already close to each other and inseparable.

Elder Mo practiced exercises with him again, and Yu Xingxing released Xiao Jie to practice together.

Mao Ling'er looked at the mirrored dimension, the figures of the two of them and Yiyi scurrying around, dodging up and down, left and right, and the magic shield fell out and sparks shot out, it was almost dazzled.

After practice, Yu Xingxing had his breakfast and then went to Uncle George's online class.

He wanted to ask Uncle George several times what information his father had obtained about La Lianku. This information might be helpful to his experience.

But Uncle George never gave him a chance, and he couldn't get in the way of intensive course explanations and exercises.

Let's talk about it later when the time is right. If the time is right, everything will become clear.

It was noon after the online class. He ate some lunch at home and asked Fat Tiger to go get the protective clothing together.

Fat Tiger still drives that second-hand car. He learned to drive very early and didn't get his driver's license until he went to high school.

Boss Zhang quickly took out four sets of different colors, namely black, gray blue, smog blue, and dark green. Zipper Curry cannot wear bright red and green.

The style is similar, only the shape and number of cloth pockets are different.

Yu Xingxing took the sword and scratched lightly on each set of clothes, it was not bad, and it didn't even scratch.

He nodded: "Boss Zhang, the clothes are very good."

"That's for sure, we all do repeat business. Use it well, and come here often in the future, and we also have men's styles." Boss Zhang still wants to continue to sell.

"Okay." Yu Xingxing paid the balance, took the clothes and went out.

Boss Zhang looked at their backs, thoughtfully: "Why is this kid so familiar?"

He suddenly remembered, isn't this the champion of the city freshman competition?

His little niece watches him "The Daily Life of a Champion" short videos all day long, so he should have recognized him a long time ago.

Well, we must keep this big customer well, maybe there will be more and more orders in the future.

……

Yu Xingxing and Fat Hu took their clothes and went to cut their hair again; yesterday, Li Lingyue let Li Lingyue touch his head a few times before he realized that his hair was a bit long.

They found a barber shop with a relatively large facade, spacious and bright, with mirrors everywhere, very bright.

A choppy waitress came over and asked if they wanted dry cleaning or wet cleaning.

Yu Xingxing looked around. There were several middle-aged dry cleaners in the store, with their eyes closed, enjoying the massage of Bo Tao's fingers on their heads and shoulders.

"Let's just wet wash it?" Yu Xingxing looked at Fat Tiger, his hair had also grown, a full two inches in length, disheveled, like a magpie's nest, and his own hair probably wasn't much better.

"Okay, I can do both." Fat Tiger had no objection.

They were brought in to lie down, with a water basin under their heads. After the waiter tested the water temperature, the warm water rushed over their heads, and their gentle fingers ran through their hair.

They both closed their eyes and enjoyed it.

After washing, Fat Tiger waved the platinum card in his hand: "This is a three-fold card, just find the best master."

Two barbers with five stars on their shoulders came over. Isn't this kind of barber expensive?
Yu Xingxing usually only uses Samsung products.

Since Fat Tiger treats guests, you're welcome.

The barber took a push handle to repair the heads of the two, and it was done in less than half an hour. Yu Xingxing was still a small airplane head, only a little bit of the shape of an airplane in the front; Well, all refreshing.

Next week, they will participate in the city-level seeding competition with the best appearance, whether it is mental or physical appearance.

Because they are about to meet the big god team in the third year of high school. I heard that everyone in the big god team can stand up and single them out as a whole team.

Thinking about it, I just "tsk tsk". After two years of fumbling in the zipper library, it must be unpleasant and bright.

In this seeding match, they also practiced for the three high school god teams. With so many teams crushing, it seems that the big god team is even stronger.

Therefore, letting them form mutual aid is originally a good idea and can enhance their competitiveness.

But in the end, the fighting power was weakened by mutual aid, and I really don't know whether to praise or demote.

After cleaning, Yu Xingxing remembered that Xiaoyu's dog food seemed to be bottomed out again. They hurried to the supermarket and bought two big bags; Fat Hu also bought two bags of sesame seaweed for his younger sister Li Lingyue.

Yesterday, she was only looking at the small stones, and even forgot what she wanted to eat. She only remembered it after going back, and regretted it a lot.

She also came here today, and Fat Tiger made a promise that she would bring delicious food back, so she obediently stayed at home.

On the car on the way back, Yu Xingxing turned on his phone habitually. He has used this phone for several years. He heard that foldable screens are very popular now, so he will check it out next time.

Opening Weibo, he seemed to remember something, and asked Fat Tiger: "Who lit candles on my Weibo last time? Do you know?"

"Lighting candles? Who is so wicked?" Fat Tiger also asked.

"It's a bit strange. Only our team, Uncle Octopus, and Sister Fang know about this matter..., by the way, and that driver." Yu Xingxing suddenly remembered.

He quickly searched, and sure enough, the Weibo name "Dazhan Hongtu" had posted a picture of him fighting the octopus last time. It was blurry and he couldn't see the people clearly, but the costumes and movements belonged to them.

This big brother driver seems to be really not afraid of too many things.

No, I have to tell him quickly, he came back in the coach's car last Friday, and the driver brother didn't see him again, isn't that true?