In the next few days, Xiao Qi went out except when he was guarding the Knowledge Pavilion, and the rest of the time he stayed at home and buried himself in copying the Tao Te Ching, but he was much more comfortable with him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She didn't know what Xiao Qi was stimulated by this retreat, she even changed her temperament as if she had taken the wrong medicine, and she was always chattering about some messy things, which made her annoyed but there was no way.

Today, as usual, he meditated and cultivated, but Xiao Qi next to him could keep talking about things that were unrelated to him in his unabated copying, and he was so annoyed by him that he almost wanted to beat people directly.

"Untimely death, this person Xuanjin is simply too insidious. He deliberately asked me to guard the Pavilion of Learning during the exchange conference. He knew that with my strength, he could do whatever he wanted during this time, but he still wanted me to go to the Guardian Pavilion to waste my time. ”

More importantly, disturb me and you!

The pen fell, the iron painted silver hook, and the force penetrated the back of the paper!

Xiao Qi thought viciously in his heart, but he didn't dare to declare it, but when he put down the pen, he increased his strength a lot more than usual.

He felt powerless for his actions, and he could block whatever she said, just like now.

"Guarding the Pavilion of Knowledge is wasting your time? But don't you only go at night? No delay during the day! ”

Xiao Qi kept writing, and said pitifully with a bitter face, "But things like burning, killing and looting can only be done at night!" In other words, since the exchange conference has acquiesced to this situation, that is, it is okay to do it during the day? ”

After speaking, he looked at the death expectantly with bright eyes.

Premature: ......

Did she say that? How did this man understand this?

The powerless Xiao Xiao heard Xiao Qi's next words again, "You are still smart, I didn't even think of it." ”

The fingers under the sleeves of the young man secretly strengthened, who would have thought of this kind of thing, how could I, a young man with five good roots in the 21st century, think of such a thing?

It's clear that you thought of it yourself, and you have to rely on me, okay?

tried to maintain his cold appearance, but he still couldn't control it and threw a blasting technique directly at Xiao Qi.

In the next second, the brush in Xiao Qi's hand shattered into powder and scattered in all directions, and the ink on the tip of the pen splashed on the full paper that had just been copied on the top.

The neat handwriting was instantly blurred to the point that I couldn't see anything clearly.

Xiao Qi: ......

What should I do if my sweetheart is too violent?

And I obviously want to brush up my favorability there, but why do I always make Xiaoxiao angry?

Looking at the mess of paper under his hand, he sighed and threw it on the ground, telling himself to be more careful next time he spoke, otherwise the first four layers of the Tao Te Ching might not be copied until the end of the exchange conference.

I've ruined a dozen pieces of paper now, and every time I've just finished copying it!

Xiao Qi is very worried about the unstable weather now, and he can't touch her barometer at all, how can this be good?

However, he is also very willing to do it without saying a word, after all, it is better to have a reaction than not to react, and the frequency of doing it has been greatly reduced. Xiao Xiao was also very distressed, when she destroyed the first piece of paper, she thought that Xiao Qi could stop for a while, who knew that he didn't pay attention to it at all, threw the paper ball on the ground and started writing again, and then everything was as usual!

The chirping never stopped.

The second and third photos, the more they were destroyed, the more easy it became, but unfortunately the man never accepted the threat, as if it was just a joke between the two.

The young man became more and more helpless, and the interval between destroying the paper became longer and longer, and now he was almost used to his verbosity.