"Forget it, it's great, keep going in the future!"

Xia Fan curled his lips and turned his head and stopped worrying about this matter.

"By the way, my son."

Sudden.

Liu Yingying reached out and carefully pulled Xia Fan's clothes and said.

"What else is there?"

Xia Fan continued to eat the food on the table without looking back.

"Are you true before?" Liu Yingying said hurriedly.

"What's true or false?" Xia Fan stopped chopsticks, picked up the teacup and said.

"It's the most powerful female boxing technique in the world..."

Liu Yingying mustered up the courage.

"Puff..." Xia Fan almost couldn't help but spray the tea that he drank in his mouth. He turned his head to look at Liu Yingying, who was worried and laughed and cried. "I said you really believe it..."

"But the young master is a great master. Aren't the grand masters all speaking in a golden and elegant way? The little woman naturally believes in the young master, who knows..."

Liu Yingying suddenly said dejectedly like a wilted flower.

"Okay, okay, there is indeed this boxing technique in the world, but you can't learn it now, so there is no need to learn it."

Xia Fan comforted him casually.

"Why can't the little girl learn it?"

Liu Yingying instantly felt energetic again.

"Because you are beautiful, you don't need to think about it."

Xia Fan thought casually.

“…”

Liu Yingying, who was unsure of her intention, was about to find out the truth, but a stern shout from downstairs interrupted her attention.

"Xie Linyuan! It's you!"

Outside the door.

A young man wearing white fur and a cold face slowly walked into the inn.

He stood in front of the counter.

His eyes calmly looked around at the man in the martial arts world who was suddenly slapped in the inn, and his lips couldn't help but gently raise his mouth.
Chapter completed!