Huang Xinling was also full of water. The little princess's braids on her head were wet. When she saw the orange porcelain spoon scooping water again, the little girl was surprised. Wu Cheng was also surprised. The orange porcelain spoon splashed around, leaving him. With this psychology, his heart pounded nervously.

"It's your turn," said Xue Zhijiao, who didn't open the pot.

"Why are you so hateful!" Wu Cheng looked around and saw the orange porcelain spoon carrying a large spoon back from the river. He couldn't help but panic: "do you say I want to avoid it? The orange porcelain spoon is coming back."

Xue Zhijiao would not advise him to avoid. Everyone has become a drowned chicken. There is no reason for Wucheng to be wet. It is only fair to be wet together. "You can hide for a while. You can hide for another day? If you want to spill an orange porcelain spoon, you can let it spill it. When it has had enough, it will stop. Don't delay your work."

"Yes, yes." Bai Juan answered one side, one worse than the other.

Pei Yang moved his mouth and closed it tightly. While several people were talking, the orange porcelain spoon came ashore, shakily carried a large spoon, and the river flew towards Wu Cheng. Wu Cheng knew he couldn't hide. His instinctive upper body tilted down and waited for the orange porcelain spoon to spill away.

Wu spoon rushed back from the middle of the river, inserted between Wu Cheng and the orange porcelain spoon and confronted the orange porcelain spoon. Wu spoon had already thought about it. If the orange porcelain spoon dared to do it, it would beat it all over the ground looking for fragments.

Wu spoon can't speak. If it can speak, it has already pointed to the nose of the orange porcelain spoon and scolded. He's not good at his skills and his brain is not easy to use. He dares to disrespect his family. This is a lack of stimulation. I'm looking for a beating!

The orange porcelain spoon is very interesting. See the situation clearly and point the spoon handle to show that you are convinced. Then he took the river and looked for another target. These are the only people present. Who can it find? Take turns again! Let's start with Baijiao.

So he got wet from head to foot again, and followed him up and down from the water.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yanchong immediately covered his forehead with his hands, which was hard to say.

"How do you think it's me again? I've spilled it just now." Bai Juan really wants to cry, wet and dada, pointing to Wucheng to show injustice: "it's your turn, not me. How can array bully people? It's your turn."

It's one thing to default that the orange porcelain spoon is bad. It's difficult to skip the set goal and pick the white spoon again. It's obviously the kind of bullying that doesn't even cover up.

"Wucheng is supported by five spoons. Do you have them?" Xue Zhijiao added his knife.

Bai Peng cried, "there's no place to reason?"

"No, there's really no place to reason." Xue Zhijiao was calm now. He pulled the brocade fish off the array and said, "you're not alone. You want to be open."

Bai Xuan thought so, and then she stopped crying and changed into a dry towel to wipe the water off her body.

Wu Cheng didn't care to talk to others. He looked at Wu spoon and rubbed his hands in surprise. After a long time, he boasted, "Wu spoon, good job." it's not good to be able to hold the orange porcelain spoon down!

Wu spoon flew up to the river with pride, shaking and dragging. After the orange porcelain spoon broke, he went to carry the river again with joy. The little fat man Bai Juan frowned, and it was his turn next.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the autumn sun spread all over the earth. A group of suspension vehicles coming back from the Obsidian trading hall passed by. When they saw the orange porcelain spoon making pie, they were surprised and became interested. They lowered the suspension vehicle.