You Can't Hide Your Wrinkled Knees

The sky was vast and boundless.

Luo Mo was on the lap of the little spirit.

Luo Mo, who was originally practicing, suddenly opened his eyes. The room was filled with a faint light, and the moonlight shone through the window, casting a layer of cool and clear shadows on the ground.

He maintained the posture of holding his breath and sitting, looking at the little spirit nestled on his lap.

The little spirit was carefully crawling to another corner of the bed. Luo Mo opened his spiritual sense and probed the shadows.

If he could go back to the past, he would have to endure the entire history of the Spirit Pagoda.

"Good, I'm done practicing."

In the sea of spiritual consciousness, Tian Meng saw Luo Mo's spiritual sense probe and his eyes widened in surprise, transforming into a small figure of Xiao.

"Hurry up."

Luo Mo's Soul Skill vibrated, and he had just found the location of the Great Wasteland.

At this moment, the shadow lay on the bed, tossing and turning. He couldn't help but think about the examination venue today. The more he thought about it, the more he felt anxious. He originally just wanted to be a living dead person, but he was actually involved in other people's affairs.

If it were in the past, he wouldn't care about anything else and would have directly ignored Tian Meng and Tang San.

What a bother.

There was also that little girl called "Little Silly" Xiao Wu.

But it wasn't the case anymore. He was the old man of the Spirit Pagoda and the Dean of the hospital. He had to face a group of disciples. If he didn't perform well, it would be bad.

However, facing the strength of the three little idiots, he was still quite satisfied.

Luo Mo couldn't help but feel that he could still use the Soul Ring and master the powerful Wood Spirit, and that the Heavenly Dream was his own.

Tang San's spirit was actually the Hidden Spirit, but neither of the two spirits was enough.

Especially that pair of eyes, it made him feel sick.

Xiao Wu's expression was a little anxious, but the Soul Skill that Luo Mo used was a spatial skill, the ability to see through things.

After a while, Ben Pu Qing and Xiao San were already expressing their joy.

"Hmph, today Tian Meng counts me as a burden. It's not like I'm the disciple of the Spirit Pagoda. In the future, when I don't take care of you, you won't be able to blame me. Humph, jade doesn't become a tool without being carved. Hmph, hmph..."

The Great Wasteland spoke to himself about the Soul Skill, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

Luo Mo: "..."

Tian Meng: "..."

What a good person. The old man actually wanted to wear small shoes for him.

"Hmph, old man, old man, I originally wanted to watch you quietly. Since you don't plan to let me go, then don't blame me for causing trouble."

Luo Mo flashed a ray of light.

Tian Meng couldn't help but ask, "What are you planning to do?"

"Hehe, you'll know when you think about it."

"Shadow..."

Just as the Great Wasteland was thinking about how to teach Luo Mo and the three of them to practice their Soul Skills, Tian Meng suddenly let out a playful roar and jumped up, as if he was teasing the Soul Skill.

His smiling face, which was full of the sea, instantly froze.

"Go!"

He jumped off the bed fiercely, and the shadow entered the Great Wasteland.

The annual Spirit Pagoda had already arrived.

"Shadow, come out!"

At the same time, a faint and ethereal aura enveloped the shadow.

The Great Wasteland, who couldn't move his heart, rushed out of the room. His spiritual power wrapped around his entire body. He could only feel the shadow's gaze completely focused on him.

Ignoring him, he immediately chased after the shadow that had lured him out.

In a moment, he had already left the Spirit Pagoda Hospital and appeared in a small clearing outside. The shadow had also disappeared into the mist.

"I'm here, don't hide."

The Great Wasteland roared, and at the same time, the Spirit Pagoda's Spirit Attachment appeared.

A person in black robes walked out of the Great Wasteland.

"Who are you?" the shadow asked coldly.

The person in black robes did not answer and said indifferently, "The old man only wants to see the Spirit Pagoda Hospital with his own eyes. I want to see if you have any intentions of harming the weak, and I also want to see if you have any feelings of harming the weak."

The Great Wasteland: "Ah, ah."

It was as if he had been understood.

Wait, wasn't that person the little idiot Luo Mo, who was in the Dragon Cage at that time?

Luo Mo: "Ah, ah."

The black-robed man raised his right hand, and a black flame gathered in his palm, transforming into a massive weapon.

At the same time, a black dragon coiled around his arm.

Darkness!

As the black-robed man summoned the black dragon, a trace of coldness seeped out from the depths of his eyes.

Seeing the black-robed man unleash the black dragon, the Golden Dragon King felt a surge of killing intent welling up within him.

Luo Mo sneered, knowing that time was running out.

As if controlled by a puppet, the Golden Dragon King's fear vanished. Xiao unleashed his full power against the black-robed man.

The Golden Dragon King, who was originally somewhat hesitant, now felt his skills sharpen.

Although he didn't fully understand the situation, he was a powerful overlord who had been provoked by Luo Mo multiple times. Coupled with Tian Meng's disdain, his heart was burning with rage.

"You dare to disrespect Luo Mo and Xiao?"

Tang Chen: "Hmph!"

"Don't cause trouble, and don't play with Tian Meng. If you dare to provoke me, I'll even step on you. Soul Skill is definitely a trap. You've dug your own grave. Don't you know that Tian Meng's greatest soul skill is that he's just like the people of the underworld."

The Golden Dragon King's body trembled, and his eyes were already filled with divine light.

Tang Chen: "..."

Damn it.

Clang!

Without waiting for Tang Chen to react, the Golden Dragon King suddenly leaped onto the black dragon and roared at the black-robed man. In his opinion, the black-robed man was definitely Luo Mo, and he was trying to lure him into a trap.

However, this also gave him a good opportunity.

As the black-robed man approached, the Golden Dragon King couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile.

His right hand was raised high...

At the same time, the second black dragon coiled around his arm.

Clang!

With a roar, the Golden Dragon King, who had been riding the black dragon, was sent flying. His body, which had grown to a colossal size, was now even more imposing.

"Ugh... Cough cough..."

The Golden Dragon King coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.

This... this seemed to be the real thing.

"My lord, perhaps there is some misunderstanding..." The Golden Dragon King, with his fear and trepidation, tried to explain. Soul Skill's domineering aura suppressed him.

"Heh, there is no misunderstanding. I just wanted to play with you."

Every time Tang Chen thought of the Golden Dragon King, his heart would burn with anger. He didn't have any strong emotions, but he wanted to kill the Golden Dragon King. The Golden Dragon King's current fear was like a fly.

Suddenly, the black-robed man stopped.

"Since it's over, let's go."

Another figure, wearing a mask and walking out of a secret room, was the dean of the Albert Academy - Fu De.

The Golden Dragon King's eyes lit up when he saw the visitor.

"Old man..."

Fu De patted the Golden Dragon King's hand and looked at the black-robed man, bowing slightly.

"Good morning, everyone."

"Hmph!"

The Golden Dragon King's heart trembled.

Because...

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that the current Tian Meng seemed to have the same appearance as the underworld, and he also seemed to be very annoying.

Golden Dragon King: "..."

Damn!