: Section 40: Fighting

In the process of two people coming and going, Auspicious did not overlook a small detail, that is, no matter how he dodges, Xuanyuanyao will not step on her and write on the ground The charcoal writing, even afraid that she would step on, can take her away.
It turned out that what he really cared about were those precious methods of refining for the ancients.
That being the case, hum, don't blame her.
After writing it, she had already remembered the important parts in her heart. It didn't matter to her whether they were there or not.
Auspicious smile. [
He picked up the teapot and lifted it high, before Xuanyuan Yao hadn't figured out her intention, he fell on the ground with gravity.
Half a pot of hot tea, plus the brewed tea leaves, mixed with the broken pot body, soon blurred the writing on the ground to one side.
Xuanyuan wanted to go up to rescue, this time it was lucky to stop.
He wanted to go through, it was not impossible, just need to be punched with a few punches by her.
"Now there is nothing. The prince can invite him, don't give it away." The little handkerchief waved and saw him off. The depressed mood was completely released.
Especially when Xuanyuan Yao was too excited, the muscles on his cheeks were trembling, and the unnatural iron blue was still glowing.
Huh, want her skills, and still against her everywhere, think of beauty.
"These things are very important to Ben Wang." He said every word, spitting out each syllable very clearly, for fear that she would be behind her ears and could not hear clearly.
"It happened to belong to me." She wrote as much as she wanted, and wiped as she wanted.
Even if she didn't wipe it, Xuanyuanyao could not understand without her explanation.
"Don't forget, you also belong to the king." He calmly ignored him, he didn't care, as long as the auspicious was beside him, he would belong to him sooner or later.