Chapter 539

"How?"

Jun yelan finished the demonstration and carried the sword behind him in a light voice.

"I realized something."

Shi Lian spoke modestly.

As a child of the elder, the skill of flying the imperial sword has been put on her desk just after she was promoted to the middle cultivation.

She is too familiar with this set of skills to be any more!

This time, Shi Lian did not hide her clumsiness and demonstrated it again.

Jun Ye Lan Yu Guang took a look at the west chamber, which was still closed. But he soon took his eyes back and said in a light voice: "yes, it seems that he has done his best."

"Then..."

Shi Lian wanted to say something more, but she was interrupted by Jun yelan.

"Go, I'm tired."

Jun Ye Lan's heart is a little fidgety. Listening to her murmuring in her ear, she waved her hand and let the other party go down.

Shilian answered and pulled the little birch out of the yard.

There was a moment of silence around.

Only the sound of writing.

Qiao Yan Ran wrote hard, but in an instant, she had already copied more than ten copies.

The flying skill of imperial sword is very long. If you want to copy it again, it will take you an hour to write it down.

But Qiao Yanran is not an ordinary person.

With four brushes in her hand, she was able to copy at the same time, and her speed was almost to the sky.

Xiaoyuwan was stunned to see this scene.

It originally thought that the God father lost the face of Qiao fox, and she would hide in the room and sulk. Unexpectedly, she was seriously copying the flying skill of imperial sword.

It's a little abnormal.

When things go wrong, there will be demons.

Xiaoyuwan said carefully: "Joe, you Not angry? 】

"click -"

the four brushes in Qiao Yanran's hand broke off and made a crisp sound.

She put away the broken brushes, replaced four of them, stained them with ink, and said, "I'm not angry."

Xiaoyu Wan 】

it doesn't believe it.

Joe, you're so murderous. You're lying to ghosts.

It awkwardly opened the topic and said: "ha, Joe, you are very good. You can write with four brushes. 】

[don't ask, asking is crossing mountains and rivers. 】

after that, Qiao Yanran finished the four copies.

Of course, she was angry with you, but she could close the door and teach him later, instead of creating opportunities for those little white lotus.

Qiao Yanran blew the wet abrasion mark on the paper.

"Dong Dong Dong --"

Jun yelan stood outside the door and knocked on the door of the west chamber.

He thought a lot after the two left just now.

Xiao Xiao didn't go to the class, and it didn't seem to be a big problem. There were so many people in the class, so crowded. She guarded his master, learning whenever she wanted, and she didn't rush to the meeting.

Today, the little girl was very happy, but she was annoyed by his words.

What's more, this little apprentice has such a big temper now, isn't he used to it?

What else can we do? I love you.

There was no response in the room.

"Xiaoxiao? "For supper?"

Jun yelan knocked on the door of the room again and called twice in a low voice.

Qiao Yanran put away three brushes on the table, walked slowly to the door, opened the door of the room, and said in a light voice, "good master."

"Angry?"

Jun yelan looked at her face and asked.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he saw a thick stack of paper on the desk.