His head was always slightly lowered, and he was wearing a large black robe, so he couldn't see clearly.

At this moment, he raised his head.

Xiao Yi saw it clearly.

Poison Robe has a somewhat gloomy appearance, his eyes are cloudy, and he looks like he is in his fifties or sixties.

There is a scar between the eyebrows, not much long, just a few fingers long, about two inches long, as wide and thin as a grain of rice.

This gloomy face, I am afraid that if you only take one look at it, you will never forget it.

"Little guy, for some reason, I seem to find you extremely interesting."

"Although I will kill you eventually."

"But before that, I want to see your face under the mask."

"Take it off yourself, okay?"

Poison Robe said lightly, with a strange smile on his gloomy face.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned and stared at his hands closely.

His hands are moving.

Moving uncontrollably.

The arm was slowly raised; the palm of the hand was getting closer and closer to his eyes.

The palm of his hand finally placed on the mask.

First update.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the coding is a bit slow.
Chapter completed!