. It’s a dark night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Zhuang Mingge breathed out cold air, and as soon as the hot breath rushed out of his mouth, it turned into a cloud of white mist, slowly drifting away. In the snow, a row of footprints was clearly visible, winding back from Zhuang Mingge's feet to the end of the field of vision.

The moonlight is shining, and today's Saint Laurent is brighter than before. The reason is probably because of the light refracted by the surrounding white snow.

Although it is snow, it is still white. White reflects light. This is basic physics knowledge.

He was walking on the snow-covered streets, surrounded by deserted people. On both sides were various closed shops, including convenience stores, supermarkets, toy stores, magic equipment stores, clothing stores, coffee shops...

…

In another hour, the magic circle he spent several days carving will be completed.

So tonight he handed Lan Yuqi over to Xiang and slowly moved forward alone in the windy and snowy night.

The lights on both sides of the street were bright, and the cold wind carried snowflakes, which fell overwhelmingly, dyeing Zhuang Mingge's hair, ears, and brows white.

As he took a deep breath, a lot of snowflakes flew into his mouth.

"It's almost done, it's almost done!"

Drawing this huge magic circle consumed Zhuang Mingge too much strength, but he was still angry, his heart kept beating, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and the terrible power followed Zhuang Mingge's feet and kept moving towards the person.

The snow-covered ground penetrated, and a huge magic circle slowly took shape.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps all around.

Zhuang Mingge pricked up his ears and turned to look at the eight o'clock position. A few hundred meters away, a white mouse kept running in the wind and snow, and disappeared within the range of Zhuang Mingge's wizard eyes in an instant.

Elf rat?

Zhuang Mingge just frowned when a fiery red figure suddenly descended from the sky and broke into the wizard's range. He was wearing a red windbreaker and a red hat. He was dressed in red and was holding a wonderful package behind his back, just like Santa Claus.

In the blink of an eye, he chased the elf mouse in the direction it disappeared and disappeared in a flash.

What is that?

Although it was only a fleeting moment, Zhuang Mingge clearly saw a beautiful woman wearing a red windbreaker. Her beautiful eyes were as bright as stars. A beautiful face was filled with anxiety and anxiety, staring at it intently.

The direction in which the elf mouse disappeared.

Zhuang Mingge calmly glanced in the distance through his wizard eyes and shook his head helplessly.

No matter what it is, the main task now is to complete the magic circle, and the rest is secondary. Once you activate the magic circle, you will have control over the surroundings, and nothing can escape your observation.

Zhuang Mingge lowered his head and continued to work hard.

After more than half an hour, the magic circle was finally completed.

After spending four days and nights and walking dozens of kilometers, a magnificent magic circle finally took shape under his feet.

When the magic circle was connected end to end, it was suddenly activated. Deep in the earth beneath your feet, rays of light flowed freely, forming a huge magic circle.

Everything is done underground. There is no vision inside Saint Laurent.

The wind and snow are still there.

Zhuang Mingge stood on the earth, but he had a very strange feeling, as if he was suddenly connected to the land under his feet, multiplying and nurturing all the creatures on this earth.

The footsteps of animals, the growth of plants, even the roots of big trees have absorbed enough nutrients from their own bodies, maintaining an undefeated trend. With a thought in Zhuang Mingge's mind, he stood in the soil not far away from him.

, a small grass broke out of the ground, and under the influence of Zhuang Mingge, it grew rapidly and turned into a ten centimeter-high grass in the blink of an eye.

A slight smile appeared on Zhuang Mingge's face, and thousands of eyes sprouted repeatedly around him. Every grass, every flower, and every big tree was his own clone, his own eyes.

All the territory in the first and second grade is under his control.

Sounds, images, and movements are all observed by myself.

In the distance, Zhuang Mingge saw the way Xion, Lan Yuqi and Maggie chatted and laughed, and even the sound of their conversation entered Zhuang Mingge's ears word for word.

"...President, will we really succeed?" Maggie said uncertainly.

"Of course." Xion said confidently.

"Really?" Lan Yuqi asked.

"I believe Mingge will definitely give us a surprise."

Zhuang Mingge changed his perspective and suddenly came to a dormitory. Through the flowers, plants and trees around the dormitory, he could see the situation inside the dormitory.

Some people are laughing and playing, some are practicing magic diligently, some are burning the midnight oil, some are surfing the Internet...

Life is full of changes and things are unpredictable.

With a slight thought in his mind, Zhuang Mingge scanned his territory and suddenly discovered several wonderful places that blocked his observation.

One was the first-grade teaching building. Through the nearby scenery, Zhuang Mingge knew that that place was the teaching building, but within his field of vision, the location of the teaching building was pitch black and there was nothing.

The same is true for the second grade teaching building.

In addition to here, there is another park. Zhuang Mingge can see "Cancer Park" written on the entrance of the park, but the scenery inside is pitch black and nothing can be seen. The flowers and plants inside the park seem to have lost contact with him.

If Zhuang Mingge had a map in his mind, these places would be like black holes, making it impossible to see clearly.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, covering the entire Saint Laurent. Zhuang Mingge carefully observed all the scenery in the magic circle.

The red light flashed away.

Zhuang Mingge immediately caught the sight of the girl dressed like Santa Claus who he had just seen leading a snow-white elf mouse in her hand, humming a wonderful song, and galloping towards where he was like a bolt of lightning.

Surprisingly fast.

A few seconds later, red lightning appeared ten meters away in front of Zhuang Mingge. The girl in red looked Zhuang Mingge up and down.

The elf mouse in her hand saw Zhuang Mingge and immediately shouted, "Help me, help me, the King of Saint Laurent, I am Harry."

Harry? The elf mouse who told him about the existence of genius?

"Oh, you know this thief." The girl in red threw the elf mouse to Zhuang Mingge and smiled lightly.

"We have met once." Zhuang Mingge said as he caught the elf mouse.

"It doesn't matter." The girl in red said, "It stole my stuff, but I've got it back now, so I'll give it to you."

"Thank you." Zhuang Mingge stared at the girl in red seriously, "If I'm not mistaken, you should not be a student of Saint Laurent."

"The sunshine is nice, I am indeed not a student of Saint Laurent." The girl in red puffed up her chest and said, "Don't look at me like this now, but I'm probably over 160 years old this year."

"It's a lie."

“It’s genuine, just forget it if you don’t believe it.”

Zhuang Mingge really couldn't believe it. Even kings couldn't resist the passage of time and eventually turned into a cup of dust. However, some powerful kings could lock their youthful appearance and maintain their youthful and beautiful appearance even when they died.

Could it be that the girl is an unknown king?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Mingge was in awe. If the other party hadn't lied, he would be a king.

"I don't know which king visited Saint Laurent. Please forgive me for my ignorance. I have never heard of your name?" Zhuang Mingge saluted.

Harry the elf mouse ran to Zhuang Mingge's shoulder and said: "You are mistaken, the king of Saint Laurent, that woman is not the king."

"No?" Zhuang Mingge was slightly stunned.

"That's right, I'm not a king, I'm not even a human being!"

The girl said calmly, put the bag on her back on the ground, stretched out her hand and took out something from it, and handed it to Zhuang Mingge.

"It's fate that we met each other. Although it's not Christmas yet, I'll give this to you!"

It was an exquisite doll. Although it was only the size of a palm, it exuded a wonderful aura, as if holding this doll in hand would lead to wonderful things.

The doll was a model of a beautiful goddess. For some reason, when Zhuang Mingge saw the doll, he thought she was a goddess, a real goddess.

"This is... this is... the lucky doll!!!"

Harry, the elf mouse on his shoulder, was almost drooling, "Get it, get it, the King of Saint Laurent, that's a lucky doll, a lucky doll, it contains the blessing of the goddess of luck, hurry up and get it it."

Even without the elf mouse's reminder, Zhuang Mingge's intuition told him that if he didn't get this thing, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Are you really going to give this to me?" he said in disbelief.

The girl curled her lips and said generously: "There is never any reason to take back the things Santa Claus sends."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you Santa Claus! Holy...Santa Claus!!!" Zhuang Mingge took three steps at a time and rushed up to hold the lucky doll in his hand. He chewed it several times and suddenly had an afterthought.

"To be specific, it's Santa Claus, and the old man is my grandfather." The girl in red showed a happy smile.

"Is there really a Santa Claus in this world?"

Zhuang Mingge couldn't believe it, but the girl in red said: "Since there is magic, God, angels, demons, and gods in this world, why can't there be Santa Claus?"

Zhuang Mingge:......

Although there are indeed gods and demons in this world, Zhuang Mingge always thought that Santa Claus was just a beautiful legend, and never thought that he actually existed.

"But doesn't Santa Claus work on Christmas Eve? Since Santa Claus exists, why are so many children's dreams shattered?"

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but ask. When he was a child, he believed that Santa Claus actually existed, until he discovered that the gift he hoped for was just something Chu Qingsi secretly prepared for himself. Santa Claus's dream was shattered in an instant.

From then on, he never believed in Santa Claus again.

The beautiful Christmas girl spread her hands and asked: "If you want a gift, you must write to me. How can I give you a gift if I don't receive the letter?"
Chapter completed!