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"A kilo roast sweet potato! Thank you

"A kilo?"

The uncle who bought sweet potato took a pair of tongs and dug it in the oven. He looked up and laughed at Xu Xingmiao.

"Can a child eat so much?"

The whole body temperature suddenly fell down, Xu Xingmiao hugged himself and rubbed it on his arm. He said in a friendly way, "I'll take your baked sweet potato back to my friends to taste it, and it can be used as a snack!"

Uncle said a few more words, Xu Xingmiao did not hear, he felt so cold, cold to his hands and feet are a little stiff, and a little brain reaction can not come.

as like as two peas of red sun, he was still hanging on the top of the tree. The uncle who was baking sweet potatoes was putting his sleeves on his arm. Obviously everything was just as same as before. Nothing changed. There was no wind coming from all around.

But Xu Xingmiao felt cold, so cold, as if he had been thrown into the transparent ice hole. The sunshine outside was just right, and he was the only one in the ice hole.

"Come on, your baked sweet potato! Take it, little brother

Xu Xingmiao wanted to reach out his hand to pick it up, but after moving his finger, he found that his fingers were not under his control. Not only the fingers, but also the muscles and bones of his body could not move. Even the blood flowing in the blood vessels seemed to be frozen.

He couldn't help but open his eyes and looked down at his body. There was no sign of becoming a vampire! What's wrong with him?

Looking at the baked sweet potato handed over by Uncle Xu Xingmiao suddenly felt very uncomfortable. His whole body was frozen, which made him feel suffocated.

What a pain

"I'll fix it for you. Come on."

Xu Xingmiao looks at the uncle's friendly smile and wants to pick it up, but it's hard to breathe!

The next moment, the cold that choked him was like a stream of water, thawing from his head along his body, and finally sliding down between his toes, as if it had been suddenly withdrawn.

He saw that he reached for the bag of baked sweet potatoes, and the warm touch gave him a sense of reality that he had just gone through the gates of hell before returning to the world.

"Thank you Thank you

Xu Xingmiao paid the money and left with a bag of baked sweet potatoes. He couldn't tell what was going on just now, but an ominous premonition came to his mind.

I want to see Chang Lin quickly. Xu Xingmiao is running on the road with sweet potato in his arms, thinking of Changlin in his mind.

Changlin is a road fool with a bad temper. If something happens, he doesn't know the way and what happens? He is a hundred years old Lotus! A person is helpless in this world. What if something happens? If

"Hello, little friend."

Xu Xingmiao's steps and thoughts in his mind stop at the moment when he suddenly appears in front of him.

Who is it?

Intuition tells him that the man in front of him is not good at stubbornness. The most important thing is to find Changlin.

Xu Xingmiao holding sweet potato to run, just turned around, saw just in front of him that person appeared in front of him again in front of him.

"Where are you going? Children can't run around alone

The man standing in front of him, no, to be exact, his feet were not touching the ground at all, he was suspended in the air.

The man was dressed in a black suit and a black and red cloak on his body.

"Who are you?"

The moment Xu Xingmiao asked this sentence, an answer appeared in his heart.