Chapter 1142 You should always go to a mental hospital

   "How do you look good in costumes?"

  He Zhen pinched his beard and looked excited: "Hahaha, you are asking the right person when you ask me!"

As he said, he threw the ups and downs directly into the corner of the wall, pulled up his fat sleeves, and said, "Have you seen?? The people of our Tianshan school wear this when they are young! You all find it inconvenient, I think it is convenient. Ah, eating and sleeping, watching movies and soaking girls, without delay, okay!"

  Xia Xi:…………

  You are always a Taoist priest? ?

   "It's easy to want a good-looking effect, Xiao Xi, you put on a robe first!"

  A pure white robe was transferred from the clothing room. Xia Xi put it on the outside. The long sleeves were somewhat similar to Zhanbin’s official robes. She subconsciously put on a look, but it was a bit of ancient style.

   "No way, no way, your movements must be strong, otherwise the sleeves won't look good when you flip it!"

  He Zhen suddenly raised his hand, the big sleeves like butterfly wings, flung them up, like inciting butterfly wings, very beautiful!

  Strength?

  Xia Xi tried to bring strength, the sleeves were up, but they couldn't be as flat as He Zhen, they were curved.

   "No way, no way, you have to dance your sleeves like a butterfly in flight to look good, look at me!"

  He Zhen slammed his sleeves, and the fist flowed out, and the sleeves seemed to be transformed into butterfly wings, undulating.

  It's really beautiful!

  Xia Xi's eyes lit up slightly.

  At first, she was not worried about her martial arts movements, but after shooting six episodes, she suddenly realized that the effects of martial arts in ancient costumes seemed to be different from those of modern costumes. Whether the sleeves can dance and look good is the biggest problem!

   "He, I didn't expect you to be a bit capable!"

  "What does it mean to be capable?" He Zhen refused to comply, and directly released his third-order power, and the hanging sleeves immediately danced without wind!

  Xia Xi narrowed her eyes and looked more seriously.

  Beautiful, really beautiful, is this the essence of ancient costume? ?

  The artistic conception of wind, long sleeves, moonlit night, and Eastern style is bursting! !

  Ignore the looks of He Zhen, everything is really beautiful.

   "…………"

Depend on!

  What does it mean to ignore Laozi’s looks? ! !

  Is Lao Tzu so ugly? ?

  How many sister papers surround the old man and call the master!

  They like the way Lao Tzu swings his sleeves and chants poems and paints. What a fairy style!

  啐, no vision!

  He Zhen had a sullen expression on his face. He didn't know that the power he revealed had attracted the attention of another person.

  Under the bridge hole in S city, an old man in torn clothes shrank in the bridge hole. The spring night was still a bit cold, and he shrank subconsciously.

  A pedestrian was passing by, and seeing the old white beard, mixed with long hair, almost invisible, so he kindly threw him a dollar.

   "Grandpa, the rescue station is not far from here, go there!"

  At first, the old man did not respond, but the next second, the old man sat up abruptly, staring into the distance with bright eyes, almost scaring the kind passers-by to death.

   Fuck, what is this crazy?

  "Hezhen!! Hezhen!!! Hahahahaha!! Hezhen, I finally found you, hahahahaha!!!"

  Hong Xu laughed up to the sky, heroic and vigorous!

  Passerby:…………

  Fuck, filming? ? Possessed by Snake Essence? ?

  You should never go to the rescue station, I think you should go to the Snake Jing Hospital! !

  The passerby rolled his eyes and left. After walking a few steps, he looked back. Only the carton shell was left on the side of the road. The old man did not know when he disappeared.

  Passerby:…………

  Is the remake of Xinliaozhai? ?

  (End of this chapter)