The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Long fingers, cut through the dark lines that came out of the shelf.

He stopped looking at people who were still reading.

Make a sound.

“Bishop, you see what this is. ”

Su Yan listened, his hand slammed, and then walked towards him.

She clutched forward and looked at the point where the metaphor finger pointed.

Frown, look at him seriously.

“What?”

Xiaoxiao looks like she still doesn't understand. Slow down.

“Bishop, the metaphor has seen some records about this before, and I don't know if this is the same. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Bishop, you strike here with 10% of your inner strength. ”

Su Smoke looked down at his palm and raised his hand, banging.

It turns out that the bookshelf doesn't move like a mountain.

But then, somewhere on that shelf, I heard a rumbling sound, and a dark lattice flashed out.

Inside, there's an old booklet.

It says here.

The Rolling Heart Act.

Su Smoke flipped this booklet.

Traditional characters, one page at a time, she seemed to understand nothing.

But I'm pretty sure it's not what I'm looking for.

She took it in her hand and looked around.

Then he reached out and stuffed it in the hands of his own little man beside him.

Phoenix stunned.

“Bishop? ”

He looked at the brochure in his hand and his naked eye seemed to be stiff.

Su Yan, look at him.

“Don't you want it? ”

Don't want to. Why did you send her over here to open the cipher?

Phoenix was silent, his head was lowered, and he held the booklet.

Xiaohua made a noise

“Host, it's possible you've been too serious to accept your kindness because you scared him. ”

Su Yan thought about it, no expression on his face

“You can have it. This will be yours in the future. ”

After that, turn around and put yourself in the business of searching for books.

When Su Smoke left, Fengxiang raised his head.

Hold the booklet in your hand and play with your face.

Well, rolling minds.

Su Yan Kung Gong practiced his mind and gave it to him at will.

About, this usurper, he really doesn't know what kind of person he is in this shell.

He actually found the usurper a little interesting.

Nothing more to think about, put that book in your clothes.

How can the Bishop refuse to give it if he can give it away?

What are the concepts that give people the mindset they cultivate?

It's like exposing yourself to someone else.

Every trick has its advantages and disadvantages.

Especially like this remote practice practiced by the monastic bishop, only Su Yan practiced it alone.

It is difficult for others to understand the details, so there is nothing to solve. I can only see the tricks.

And now, this technique, was spoiled by the Bishop himself by her little man.

If it gets out, I'm afraid it's going to have to fall into the glasses.

Su Yan searched for a long time.

Finally, in a bunch of blind corners, I found the book I was looking for.

Seventy-eight copies were also turned over.

Su Yan squatted on the floor and looked seriously at the brochure. A small yellow painting of naked men and women of all colours appeared in front of him.

Well, sure, Xiaohua's right.

Such a big treasure trove, there must be books like this.

She's got the seven books.

Occasionally, there are a few annotations next to the paintings, but they are all traditional and she doesn't really understand them.

It just so happens that Xiao Xiao walks by.

She reached out and handed the brochure to the metaphor. She looked serious.

“Read."

Xiaoxiao was a little curious when she first picked up what the book was that made her want to go through all the shelves.