"AI! Brother Xu ..."
Daoist priest horizon heard the commotion, turned around, and shouted.
But before he finished speaking, the xiuzhe surnamed Xu had already scuttled back into the formation.
Daoist priest Horizon's face was filled with confusion. His raised hand froze in the air and did not move for a long time.
After a while, he turned back in a daze, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.
He glanced at the man in front of him, and his expression became more and more strange.
"Hahaha! I'm finally out! What ancient illusion formation? it's only so-so, how could it be difficult for me?"
With a burst of carefree laughter, another figure jumped out of the array.
He was overjoyed and danced with joy.
However, his joy did not last long before his expression froze, and the smile on his face froze.
"What ... What's going on?"
He looked at the two people sitting under the tree not far away, leisurely drinking tea, and his eyes almost popped out.
