The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Does he take it or not?

Feng Xiaoxun slightly lowered his eyes and was a little troubled. He used to see good treasures as his own and it has become a deep-rooted habit. At this moment, he also really wants to take these two treasures away.

But if he took these two treasures away, Di Shiyin might not be able to save Fang Xiyan in anger

He sighed, shook his head, and stopped thinking about these two pots. 【:

Forget it, leave the pot to him!It's all right for him to drink more tea this time, and it's good to increase his skill by a year. [

Feng Xiaoxun began to drink cup after cup.

The water poured out of the Yangri pot is light red, while the tea poured out of the Yinyue pot is dark blue in color, it is really unusually comfortable to drink.A warm current entered from the throat, slid straight into the abdomen, and circulated in the abdomen, and strands of thoughts came out, and then merged into his dantian...

Inhaling Qi is a method that Feng Xiaoxun has memorized for a long time. He does not need to deliberately meditate, the breath in his body will flow naturally, accepting the newly added power of thought...

The two small pots are also strange, no matter how much tea he pours out, the water in them will never dry up, but when the tea in the Yinyue pot is not so strong, he only needs to add more water from the Yangri pot, The aroma of tea immediately becomes stronger again

Feng Xiaoxun sat there, not knowing how many cups of tea he had poured down.

He originally consumed a lot of mental power tonight, but after drinking a lot of tea, the consumed mental power has already been replenished, and it has increased a lot.

The originally slightly pale skin became radiant, and the spirit became more and more energetic.

The more he drank, the more entangled he became, and the more he drank, the more painful his heart became.

I really want to, I really want to keep these two things for myself!

This feeling of guarding a good treasure but not being able to take it away is really an extraordinary torment...

He looked up at the sky, and there was a line of light blue on the limit of the sky, and the originally bright moon became a little pale, sticking to the sky like a silhouette

It's almost dawn!He sat here drinking tea for nearly an hour.Although this tea is very nourishing, it cannot be poured raw without any scruples, otherwise he would not be able to digest it

He looked sideways at the blue brick hut that was still shining with a faint pearl, and suddenly his eyes focused!

At the corner of the blue brick hut, a pale pink morning glory grew out of nowhere, and spread to the hut. It has already climbed half of the wall. The small flowers sway in the wind, but they also have a quaint style.

This hut was condensed by him with the power of thought and the transportation technique. The higher his power of thought, the stronger the hut and the more beautiful the small green brick courtyard.If his thoughts are exhausted so badly, there will be no grass in this small courtyard.

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