"It's better not to take it off except for bathing."

Luo Xiaohu helped her put on her skirt and told the secret: "Don't let others know, the skirt can resist the attack of the grandmaster." ”

"Can you resist the Grandmaster's attacks?"

Zhao Liying almost jumped up, and looked at Luo Xiaohu blankly: "Brother, what kind of treasure is this?" ”

"I don't know, I don't know."

Luo Xiaohu didn't say it, because he was worried about scaring Zhao Liying.

If he said that the skirt was made of the feathers of the divine bird, it would instantly destroy her three views.

Not to mention ordinary people, even in the world of martial artists, gods and divine birds and the like do not exist.

There is such a vast space in Xiaoding that no one can do it except God.

Therefore, Luo Xiaohu believes that those myths and legends may be true, and there are really gods between heaven and earth.

"Brother, thank you."

After Zhao Liying's blood was fused, after repeated attempts, it was really the same heart, and the size could be changed.

That is, it can be turned into underwear, or it can be a skirt, or even a coat, or a trench coat or something.

hooked Luo Xiaohu's neck and kissed him gently: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." ”

"Don't take any chances, expose this treasure easily, others will attack your head if they know about it."

Luo Xiaohu helped her put on her clothes: "In short, don't let others know your hole cards easily, keep them secret." ”

"Hmm!"

Zhao Liying sat on her lap affectionately, grabbed Hongfei and handed it to him: "This baby, I have to trouble brother." ”

"Carving what?"

Luo Xiaohu took the red fei, and was full of emotion for a while, I really didn't expect that I would be separated soon.

"His zodiac is a dragon, and there is a dragon in his name, so he carves a dragon."

Zhao Liying hooked her neck and briefly said the other party's situation: "Specifically, you can look at it." ”

"With his age, his career has come to an end, and he won't come back, so he should carve a dragon."

Luo Xiaohu activated his heavy pupils and checked the texture of Hongfei: "But the coiling dragon has no momentum." ”

"This?"

Zhao Liying was a little confused: "Panlong is not very good, hinting that he is lying flat, and thinks I look down on him." ”

"Indeed, it was a good intention, but if it caused a misunderstanding, it would be embarrassing to backfire."

Luo Xiaohu looked at the volume of Hongfei and said his thoughts: "You can carve a flying dragon." ”

"As long as there is no mockery, the rest, you can do it, I don't understand this."

Zhao Liying reluctantly slid down and guarded the door: "You can carve with peace of mind." ”

"It's simple, ten minutes at most."

Luo Xiaohu searched for a few pictures of flying dragons on the Internet and watched them for a while.

In addition to the form of the wyvern, the most important thing is its eyes.

After observing, Luo Xiaohu knew in his heart.

I wanted to use the Sword of Thunder Shadow, but when I thought about it, it was a bit overkill.

Grab the fruit knife on the coffee table, throw the red fei in the air, and swing the knife to carve.

"It's so fast, I can't see his movements clearly, let alone the trajectory of the nicks."

Looking at the flying red dust, Zhao Liying's eyes were straight.

When her eyes were a little sore, Luo Xiaohu had already stopped moving.

But the red fei was still trembling in the air, and the dust was still flying.

A lifelike red flying dragon is ready to fly and is clearly in view.

Faintly, it seems that the ancient and majestic sound of the dragon's groan is heard.

An ancient coercion came to her face, making it difficult for her to breathe, and she was about to suffocate.

"Is this a carving? It feels like a real dragon hovering over the red fray. ”

Zhao Liying was dumbfounded, looking at the red dragon carving that was still trembling.

"The momentum is a little worse, and the first carving is indeed unsatisfactory."

Luo Xiaohu put down the fruit knife, grabbed Hongfei, and wiped the broken slag with a cotton cloth.

It is then carefully polished with silk and infused with a hint of true energy, especially to the eyes.

With True Qi, the Wyvern seems to be alive, faintly, and you can feel the anger.

"Brother, is this dragon alive?"

Zhao Liying is now a martial artist, her sense is more sensitive than ordinary people, and she feels angry.

"Shh

Luo Xiaohu made a silent gesture, and then polished: "I injected true qi." ”

"Brother, you're too powerful."

Zhao Liying was completely stunned, she never expected that Luo Xiaohu would inject her true qi into it.

Not to mention the master-level carving level, now it is infused with true qi, and it really looks like a living one.

With a piece of work, it may become a masterpiece in the future and become a legend in the carving world.

And Luo Xiaohu may also become an eternal legend in the carving world, surpassing all masters.

"Don't tell anyone about this secret, including your wife, and don't say that I carved it."

Luo Xiaohu repeatedly polished until he was satisfied: "I don't want others to disturb me." ”

"Brother, your carving is ingenious, I'll give you a nickname, call it Master Tiangong."

Zhao Liying carefully took the red fei, looked at it repeatedly, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and she couldn't put it down.

In all fairness, Luo Xiaohu deserves this title.

"Whatever you want."

Luo Xiaohu walked to the window and looked at the approaching helicopter: "It's almost time, let's go." ”

"Brother, when are you coming to the capital?"

Zhao Liying put down Hongfei, screamed and threw herself into her arms, hugging Luo Xiaohu tightly.

I cried into tears, and I didn't want to let go.

The reunion is indeed joyful, but the parting is sad.

Life is so contradictory, there is no pain of parting, there is no joy of reunion.

"Don't worry, when I pack up the grandson of the King of the Southwest, I will definitely go to the capital to see you."

Luo Xiaohu was also a little sad, hugging Xiaoman's waist tightly, and couldn't bear to let go.

"The backers of the king of the southwest should be from the capital, and it will be time to uproot them."

"Brother, kiss me!"

At this moment, Zhao Liying regretted it, and everything she promised was all floating clouds.

If you knew this, you shouldn't have made a random promise, and you should have determined the relationship earlier.

But now that they are about to part, neither of them has pierced the layer of paper, as if they are avoiding something.

"Xiao Ying'er!"

Luo Xiaohu was also a little out of control, holding his pretty face and raising it, about to kiss it.

At this moment, Geng Qingmei's voice sounded outside the door: "Ying'er, the helicopter has arrived." ”

"Got it."

Zhao Liying kissed fiercely, and then reluctantly let go.

Carefully put away the red fei and put the box into the lockbox.

"People want clothes, Buddha wants gold, it's best to make a mahogany box to match."

Luo Xiaohu checked it and made sure that there was nothing missing.

Pulling the lockbox with one hand and Zhao Liying with the other: "Xiao Ying'er, come on." ”

"Brother, don't worry, you are the boss, and you will definitely work harder."

Zhao Liying hurriedly wiped away her tears: "I want to be the king of the circle." ”

"This is a promise and a dream, and I hope your dream will come true soon."

Luo Xiaohu opened the door and saw Geng Qingmei with a strange face.

Knowing that she was thinking too much, she couldn't cry or laugh, and she didn't want to explain.

"Mom, don't act like a thief, we have measure."

Zhao Liying hugged her mother's arm: "Take the helicopter back again, isn't it cool?" ”

"Of course it's cool this time, but last time it was awkward, I felt weird and uncomfortable."

Geng Qingmei was a little embarrassed: "The Wang family has done too many bad things, and finally there is retribution." ”

Soon, Luo Xiaohu and the three of them went to the rooftop.

He was about to carry the lockbox up, when he suddenly felt a fierce murderous aura.