Otherwise, Dongfang didn't care too much.

But as soon as the words "responsible to the end" were released, Dongfang's heart suddenly thumped.

He doesn't want others to be responsible.

This was actually not a big deal, and he didn't suffer any loss at all.

It’s just that he was seen by wet body. He had done it even more... even more excessively.

If it weren't for the charming divine body, Dongfang wouldn't care too much.

But once the trouble starts, it will be different.

In the end, he was the one who suffered the loss because of his current appearance as a daughter.

When a man is seen by someone, he will be embarrassed at most and it doesn’t matter.

But if a woman is seen all over, it will be different.

"That... Senior Xiao, why don't you take Xiao Yan back to heal the wound first?"

Dongfang spoke softly and glanced at Xiao Yan lying on the ground.

Xiao Yan is also unlucky enough, and his ancestors don’t help him.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t do it, so he would rather send the person away earlier.

Xiao Qing also wanted to leave quickly at this moment. It was difficult for him to let go of Dongfang's invisible charm.

I was even more afraid of something strange in front of the east.

Hearing this, he almost hesitated and said solemnly: "Okay! I'll let him come to apologize again!"

As he said that, Xiao Qing raised his hand and waved it. Xiao Yan was grabbed directly by him and turned around and left quickly.

It was not until he walked a long way that Xiao Qing let out a deep breath and sighed secretly.

The little girl didn't think so, but she didn't expect that she was so charming.

Fortunately, I was in the realm of Transformation of God, otherwise I would have to make a fool of myself in public.

"Okay, you little girl... you cheated me!"

Just as Xiao Qing had just left, Wen Ting, who had been silent all the time, suddenly turned around and threw herself on Dongfang with her teeth and claws.

If Dongfang hadn't spoken out just now, she would have almost slapped Xiao Yan to death.

At that time, it was just a matter of apologizing for not apologizing for the crime.

"Wait...I don't!"

Dongfang quickly spoke, protects his chest with both hands, and said, "Who knows that as soon as you enter the door, you will take action!"

"You have some reason!"

Wen Ting was angry and swam her hands on Dongfang, which instantly made Dongfang surrender.

"Sister Wen Ting... Say life, I'm covered in water...wet, stop making trouble!"

Dongfang exclaimed, his tone was charming, making his bones a little soft when he heard it.

Wen Ting also stopped at the right time, raised her eyes and looked at Dongfang's body, her breathing suddenly became hot, and said, "Then... why don't you take a shower together!"

"No...what is that big bathtub!"

Dongfang shook his head quickly, always feeling that if this continues, Wen Ting in front of him will probably fall.

Looking at Dongfang's nervous look, Wen Ting suddenly laughed and said, "Okay! I'm so tired of water, I'll go back to the house first!"

Seeing Wen Ting leave, Dongfang hurried to the door and inserted it, and then he felt relieved.

Just as I was about to change my clothes, I saw a few jade bottles scattered on the ground.

"They are all elixirs used for the practice of Jindan, and they are all top-grade!"

"Then Xiao Yan... Forget it, if you don't knock on the door, you'll be a thief!"

Dongfang shook his head and waved his hand to put a few porcelain bottles on the table.

The elixirs in the Golden Pill stage are useless to him at all.

Or in other words, in the future practice, the elixir will not be of much help except to restore the power of the soul.

Even if you are injured, you will not be as active as him.

In the future practice... we need to understand it.

I changed into a clean underwear and long skirt. Dongfang came to the window and looked at the flowers in the flower pot and was slightly stunned.

After a while, Dongfang took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and began to describe it bit by bit.

"Draw the shape, draw the bones, freehand painting, and impart the spirit!"

While drawing clumsyly, Dongfang was silently thinking about some knowledge about painting.

Based on his own understanding and cognition, he divided his painting into several levels.

Perhaps when he draws it in one stroke, he will have the will of the painting, and then he will draw the so-called life.

Or maybe he drew it in one stroke and the entire scroll had life, and that would be the time when the laws of life were perfected.

In the East, you should have just touched the brush when you are painting.

Perhaps it can be scanned according to the spiritual sense sensing and depicted it stumblely.

But this is like a craftsman, who follows the example of a man.

It is not smooth and has no artistic conception. Apart from looking a little similar, there is no sign of the sameness at all.

There is not even a trace of life energy.

"It seems like it will take a long way!"

Looking at the flowers he was depicting, Dongfang shook his head and sighed, and pulled off the paper and threw it aside.

Then he lowered his head and continued to draw.

He doesn't have any talent for painting, but fortunately he has a very high understanding.

Based on the knowledge of Mohu in my mind, learn from it and understand the details.

In just three days, I slowly figured out a little painting skills.

But... the things drawn are still hard to see.

"It's a pity... there are time travelers in this world, and the rune style is super unusable!"

Dongfang was a little helpless.

He could only use rune strokes to draw, otherwise he would have been more convenient to invent the pencils.

However, Dongfang didn't care too much, his painting was not the purpose.

It’s just to understand the changes between life and death in that painting.

"Dang thump..."

The door, which had been quiet for three days, suddenly was knocked.

Dongfang looked down at the floor covered with paper paintings around him. After hesitating for a moment, hesitated and said, "Come in!"

“Cruff!”

As the door opened, Xiao Yan's familiar voice also sounded at the right time: "Miss Dongfang, Xiao Yan came to apologize for what happened three days ago!"

Dongfang turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan who was standing at the door and bent from afar.

At this moment, Xiao Yan became very polite, like a noble young man, and spoke very politely.

Obviously, the lessons learned three days ago were done.

Some things must be taught a lesson, otherwise people will be beaten up.

Especially this self-indulgent time traveler.

"It's okay...I've forgotten!"

Dongfang waved his hand and didn't care.

I can't care about it, it's my daughter after all.

The more you care about yourself, the more you suffer.

When Xiao Yan heard this, he looked up at the east, as beautiful as ever, with simplicity and frankness between his eyebrows and eyes.

It's not like lying, and there is no sign of controversy in that tone.

Seeing this Dongfang, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief. A simple and straightforward woman really won’t hold grudges.

But he still did not get over the slightest, and took out more than a dozen jade bottles with his hands.

Yaoyao looked at Dongfang and said, "Miss Dongfang, I have refined some elixirs these days, just as a pledge."

As he said that, Xiao Yan stepped into the room silently, smelled the rich fragrance, took a light breath, and then put the pill on the table in the room.
To be continued...