Ah Li's eyes darted around, and she made a hand gesture and threw it at Wan Jiaoyang, "Master, you should change too."
"It's just an illusion."
Wan Jiaoyang raised his hand to block, scattering the incantation that Ah Li threw at him.
The next day, when Huo Ling came to find them, he saw Wan Jiaoyang and Ali dressed in black casual clothes.
"These clothes don't seem to be what I prepared."
Huo Ling thought in confusion, it seemed that he had only prepared pajamas last night.
Ahri then swaggered up to Huo Ling and snapped her fingers to change her clothes again.
"Isn't that amazing?"
Ahri seems to be addicted to the game, changing her outfit every now and then.
Huo Ling rubbed her eyes. "Is this really a real dress?"
He tried to reach out and touch Ah Li's clothes, but Wan Jiaoyang stopped him.
Wan Jiaoyang also said, "Today we'll start by learning breathing techniques."
Huo Ling said apologetically, "Senior, it's not possible today. The family has an assessment task today, and I need to go to the Broken Bridge."
"Broken Bridge? Why would anyone go to the Broken Bridge?" Ah Li looked at Huo Ling in confusion.
"Well, we'll have to go and see for ourselves to know."
Huo Ling feigned mystery and beckoned to Ah Li with his finger, "Want to come along?"
"want!"
Ahri said she was about to go.
Wan Jiaoyang reached out and grabbed Ah Li by the back of her collar, "There must be something unusual there."
Huo Ling then looked at Wan Jiaoyang, "Senior, you also know about what happened at the Broken Bridge?"
Wan Jiaoyang immediately calculated with his fingers and said, "There is something on that broken bridge. If you go there alone, you will suffer a bloody disaster."
"Is it that serious?"
Huo Ling muttered to himself, and Ah Li patted his shoulder, saying, "What are you afraid of? My master is here."
Wan Jiaoyang glanced at Ah Li and thought he should teach her a lesson about the difference between men and women.
"Then you must protect me, senior."
"Of course."
Wan Jiaoyang asked Huo Ling to drive, and Ah Li followed.
Huo Ling drove Wan Jiaoyang and Ali to a broken bridge.
At the end of the broken bridge, willow trees were planted on both sides, and pedestrians were walking on it.
Huo Ling said somewhat flusteredly, "Senior, why do I feel unwell all over?"
Wan Jiaoyang turned to look at Huo Ling and whispered, "Close your eyes."
"good."
Huo Ling agreed without even thinking about it.
Wan Jiaoyang brought his index and middle fingers together, emitting a flash of silver light, and brushed them across Huo Ling's tightly closed eyes.
"That's fine."
As soon as Wan Jiaoyang finished speaking, Huo Ling opened her eyes.
"Holy shit!"
Huo Ling had just exclaimed in surprise when Wan Jiaoyang silenced him.
His face showed great surprise, but his lips remained tightly closed, and he pointed ahead with one hand while gesturing wildly.
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