Teach Steamed Bun to Fight

Xiao Bao was still helping Yi Qing clean up, so he came out a bit slower.

Yi Qing sat on the small Wooden Pellet, holding the deer's head with his left hand while holding the dagger in his right hand. He cleanly slashed across the deer's neck and immediately bled profusely.

Huang Xu felt like throwing up again.

This woman was ferocious!

Only Xiao Fen can bear it. Huang Xu's admiration for Xiao Fen is like a torrential river.

He truly deserved to be called the little brother that he admired since he was young. Now that he chose a woman, even the deities would fart — — He was extraordinary.

"That …" He took the initiative to reply, "Yi Qing, right? I'm Huang Xu, a brother who grew up bare-ass in Xiao Budian."

Yi Qing acknowledged and lowered his head to continue peeling the deerskin.