"My... Christmas gift?"

Kampus sat on the ground in the school corridor, looking at the gift box handed to him in Hao Qiao's palm. His eyes, which were already a little unconscious, suddenly became wide.

"Is this my Christmas gift?"

When he asked the second sentence "This is my Christmas gift", Kampus had already sat upright and his tone seemed a little excited.

"Yes, you're a Christmas gift."

Hao Qiao smiled and had handed over the Christmas gift that Principal Horrid gave him to Kampus.

He took the gift box handed over by Hao Qiao with his black and haggard hands, and Kampus even shed tears of excitement.

This scene was not only for the audience in the live broadcast room, but even Hao Qiao was a little surprised to see it.

After all, this is just a simple, small gift.

But who knew that Kampus would have such a performance after receiving it.

But then I thought about it, Kampus, no, St. Nicholas, this Santa Claus has worked hard for more than a thousand years, and every year she laughs cheerfully, sends Christmas gifts to people in this area of ​​Europe, and I don’t know how many pairs of smelly socks are stuffed.

But everyone thinks that Santa Claus is the right gift, but how many people have thought of giving Santa a Christmas gift to Santa Claus too?

Hao Qiao heard Kambus say that he had a regret in his life. He had a sudden idea and thought of this. Although he was still a little uncertain, he simply gave the gift box out and treated it as a comfort to the elderly widowed.

Thinking about it, he is really a little pitiful.

"Do you want to take apart and take a look?" Hao Qiao asked with a smile as she looked at Kampus, who was crying in front of her.

"No, no need. What is a gift is not important. What is important is the intention to convey." Kampus wiped away his tears, raised his head and looked at Hao Qiao who had been smiling at him. He suddenly smiled and said, "My life is almost over. Didn't you say that I haven't sent you Christmas gifts to you Chinese? You actually gave me a gift, so I'll give you a gift too. This should be the last Christmas gift I've given in my life."

As Kampus said, crystal white spots of light arose from his body, appearing extremely sacred and beautiful.

In just a few seconds, in the soft and pure white light, a short and fat old man wearing a red Christmas suit, a Christmas hat, red white velvet boots, a big nose, and a snow-white beard appeared in it with a kind smile.

This classic image, who is not Santa Claus?

After the pure white light dissipated, the audience in the live broadcast room completely saw the appearance of this truly authentic Santa Claus, and all the audiences in the Ome area also fell into madness!

"Come on, kid, look at your fighting style. I hope you can like this gift from me."

Santa Claus put his hands on his hips, his beard trembled, and he burst into laughter.

Amid his laughter, the nine reindeer and sled that had fallen to the ground next to him began to rise countless beautiful spots of light.

In the school corridor in the dark night, this large white spot of light seemed to be filled with countless fireflies flying in it, looking particularly beautiful.

Just as the audience and Hao Qiao in the live broadcast room were both sighing at the beautiful scene, the nine reindeer and sled on the ground were already wrapped in a layer of white light. Gradually, the white light began to gradually gather.

The large light ball that originally gathered with a sled also began to shrink. In just a dozen seconds, the huge light ball became only one meter long. Finally, with a "bang", the pure white light exploded, and finally revealed a red round object below.

Santa Claus smiled, walked slowly over, bent down and picked up the red round item more than one meter long, and then handed it to Hao Qiao with a kind smile: "Merry Christmas, child."

Hao Qiao looked at the item handed to him by Santa Claus in front of her in a daze. She subconsciously said "Thank you" and took it. Then she realized that the red round item was nothing else, but a round shield more than one meter long.

The general style looks somewhat similar to Captain America's, but Hao Qiao's shield looks more noble and simple. Hao Qiao can see the exquisite relief patterns on it and the sharp edges of the shield.

There are nine round golden reliefs on this round shield, which are carved on it, which are the nine reindeer of Santa Claus, which looks particularly mysterious.

To say that it is a shield, it is better to say that it is a work of medieval European art.

"This holy shield is the Christmas gift I gave you. You can use your power to activate the various abilities of this shield. I hope you can like it."

As Santa Claus said, white light spots began to float involuntarily on his body.

"I'm not going to have much time, so I have to leave."

Hao Qiao looked at the reindeer shield in his hand, looked up at Santa Claus who had already begun to become a little blurred in front of him, and smiled slightly: "Well, I went to the underworld and live a good life. I hope you can live happily there."

"Haha! Don't worry, child. I'm Santa Claus! After going to the underworld, I'm going to start giving gifts to you Chinese people. But before that, I should learn Chinese first."

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Accompanied by Santa's hearty laughter, the Santa Claus's body in front of Hao Qiao became even more illusory. Finally, with a tingling sound, his figure finally turned into white light, and then began to slowly float towards the sky.

Through the big hole that was smashed on the roof, Hao Qiao could see Santa Claus rising higher and higher towards the sky. After the last few seconds, it completely disappeared from Hao Qiao's sight.

Looking at the snowflakes slowly floating in the sky, Hao Qiao lowered her head again, looked at the holy shield in her hand, and smiled: "My Christmas gift is still pretty good."

While speaking, Hao Qiao put the shield on his left arm. As the Holy Spiritual Power poured into it, the shield, which was more than one meter wide, suddenly turned into a red bracelet in a gust of white light and was worn on Hao Qiao's arm.

Shaking the bracelet on his hand, Hao Qiao nodded with satisfaction: "It's quite convenient."

While talking, Hao Qiao was not going to stay in this school either. She walked to the window next to the corridor. After opening it, she leaned over and jumped down directly on the window ridge.

Looking at the crowd in front of him and the police who had been maintaining order, Hao Qiao felt a little trouble and was not ready to come over, so she called Deadpool and quietly retreated from the side.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!