The brush in his hand was filled with ink. He held it tightly in his hand like a spear, ready to stab at any time.
The air also froze at this moment.
They were waiting, hoping, and hoping that Xia qingchen would continue speaking!
However, Xia qingchen smiled. with regards to the art of cultivating the soul, I will teach it in detail in the spiritual classes in the future. Today's exchange of theories will end here. Thank you, everyone.
After speaking, Xia qingchen bowed politely and retreated behind the scenes.
"Don't go! Don't go!"
"F * ck! You didn't say anything at the crucial point! I ... I really want to strangle you to death!"
"Aiya, d * mn it! It was so uncomfortable! Continue!"
"AI! I'm suffocating! I beg you, please continue!"
"How can it be like this!"
"Come over here and let me punch you. I'm angry!"
"Come on! Let's fight, I still have a stomach full of anger that I can't vent!"