(Cat flutter Chinese) After receiving the answer, Yi Huang nodded with relief, and secretly worried about Xi Sa.

"Lord Xie Xianzun's grace of not killing, Xia Xianzun will leave." After saying goodbye, the Night-Striped Crane, who was also full of thoughts, flew away from the top of the Emperor's Mountain.

……

It wasn't until the Night-Striped Crane disappeared outside the barrier that the descendant sat back on the opposite side of the Su Mo River.

Lazily lying on the table, she supported her chin with her hand, and asked in her heart: "Little crispy meat, can you sense where Xisa went?" ”

"The deity doesn't want to work for her." Brewing tea repeatedly, he refused without raising his eyes.

"......" said this, although he could sense it, but he just didn't want to work......

And when this old man doesn't want to work, no matter what she says, it's useless, right?

"What's hidden in the Phoenix Infinity Bag? The breath is weird. Since she returned, there has been a faint aura lingering, he thought it was the night striped crane, but now that the person has left the barrier, the breath has not disappeared together.

There are no living things to store in the sea of knowledge, so there are only infinite bags that can hide people all over her body.

Facing Su Mochuan's inquiring gaze, the jet-black mask didn't know what material it was made of, and the dark Ya Wuze didn't even reflect the sunlight, so it was obscured, unless she could read minds to guess his thoughts.

I was shocked, could it be that the cold air that the air conditioner didn't emit just now was going to explode together?

Is this the rhythm of settling accounts with her......

Secretly worried, she suddenly lost confidence in the enchantment set up for the humanoid thorn melt fruit, and quickly took out the crown from her pocket, and the descendant secretly hoped that the breath that Su Mochuan sensed was referring to this.

Holding the crown in her hand, she said calmly: "Why does the crown made of jade have a breath?" Could it be that it is going to become a sperm? ”

"It's not jade, it's frost silver, and the phoenix bought it for the deity?" As the descendant nodded his head, Su Mochuan waved his sleeves and dissolved his mask.

Although the breath did not come from the crown of his head, a feeling of joy overwhelmed his desire to continue to study the breath.

Spelling the unfinished tea, he took the crown from her.

Touching the delicate lines overlapping on the crown of the head, although the appearance is simple and delicate and not annoying, it is just a low-grade object.

A material similar to frost silver may be rare in the realm of the Qixian realm, but in fact, he will not even choose frost silver for chopsticks that are thrown away when they are used up, such a difficult crown to climb, for some reason, he is in a very good mood and wants to wear it.

"Isn't it eye-catching? It's better to break it, and I'll buy something else for you another day. Seeing that Su Mochuan was silent, his long and dense eyelashes were staggered, and he could barely see his eyes when he hung low.

Unsure if his reaction was disgusted, the descendant sat up slightly nervously, and wanted to throw away the crown that he weighed back and forth.

This kind of mood is even more worrying than handing in homework! After all, when you hand in your homework, you don't need to take into account the teacher's mood at all.

But if you don't choose this well, I wonder if Su Mochuan will feel underestimated? If she accidentally insults him, she will definitely be forced to go out of the funeral on the spot......

"Well, although I was a king in my previous life, I never studied any treasures, so I can't figure out the value of these things." Weakly explained, she used to subconsciously scoff at the treasures just when she heard her clansmen mention them.

I didn't expect that I would be rebelled against the army by treasures today, and I knew that it was better to learn from those collectors, so I roughly understood, "This crown, is it particularly bad?" ”

"No, the deity thinks it's good." Su Mochuan finally raised his eyes from his contemplation, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his eyes were full of brilliance and a good mood.

The bewitching gold color made the heart of the originally worried descendant shrink suddenly, and he secretly sighed that he was a big goblin who could deceive people.

"Is there enough money in the bag to spend?" Carefully put the crown into the sea of knowledge, and seeing that the descendants were amazed, Su Mochuan couldn't help but be a little curious, what kind of expression he was facing her.

Suppressing the idea of condensing a water mirror, he moved the teacup full of tea in front of him to her.

"The more the merrier, but it's enough for now." The dark passage was right, and the descendant relaxed and sniffed the tea in his hand.

Lowering her eyes, she took a few sharp breaths in surprise, and after tasting it repeatedly, she found that the smell of this tea was actually the nocturnal fragrance that she had smelled on his chest before.

Secretly glad, fortunately, he didn't ask him carefully at the time, if he went to drink flower wine.

In other words, how can the aroma of the same tea between the chest and the fingers be so far apart from the two species?

I don't really understand the mystery of this, and I rub the narrow rim of the cup in confusion, but it's just some leaves, how the aroma changes, it can be like a split personality.

After discovering that the fragrance of Yetan was not from a woman, for some reason, her heart was light.

Too lazy to think about it, Di Chaotian drank the tea in one go, and before the thought was finished, Xia Huang regretted glaring his eyes.

Soaked in the fragrance of tea, rich and mellow, but in addition to the pleasant smell of chestnuts and epiphany roasted together, there is no sweet aftertaste in the mouth, since drinking it, the tea has slid directly to the bottom of the stomach without mercy.

Flat mouth, her tongue that is best at taste, is eager to chase down her throat at this moment, and pull back the tea that has not been tasted.

Feeling that he had drunk violently, Yi Huang pushed the cup towards Su Mochuan in embarrassment, with an expression of another cup on his face.

"It's gone." The voice was long, and he was not surprised that she would behave like this.

“…… It took so long to get a cup?! Discouraged, lying on the table, holding the small teacup that was less than a palm, Yihuang lazily felt that he couldn't lift his energy.

Isn't making tea a big pot? Why is there only such a small cup? Such a small amount, no matter how spared it is, it is only the amount of a few sips.

Staring at Su Mochuan's busy hands, the tender tips of the green morning dew were kneaded by his slender and powerful fingertips, and ground into a light and dusty powder.

With a clench of his hand, in an instant, the pale green and micro-gold tea overflowed from between his fingers, slowly forming a fist-sized water ball, floating in the air not far from the palm of his hand.

With another grip, the water balloon was compressed into drops, and the tea drops seemed to be extremely weighty, and after they fell, the small teacup in the hand of the descendant Huang knocked out a crisp syllable.

Stunned to look at the tea drops that were sliding towards the bottom of the cup, Yi Huang no longer wondered why it was so slow, after all, this seemingly ordinary tea was brewed with Su Mochuan's essence.

And it also uses a condensation-type spell, and the taste is gathered in one place, so it's no wonder it tastes so good. (To be continued.) )

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