My Aunt’s Grandma is Back

　　 With the addition of the three provinces, bamboo cutting work can progress rapidly.

　　 Three provinces swung their swords and chopped bamboos, Wang Shuyue dealt with the branches and leaves, and Zhanfeng carried the materials to the construction site. After a while, the empty space was filled with the results of the three people.

　　 The bamboo is almost cut, and the rest is to build.

　　 The three provinces were completely inexperienced, so he hit his hands. Zhanfeng picked up the ink pen and marked the bamboo, and the three provinces just swung their swords.

　　 There is a mana bonus, and it is easy for the three provinces to deal with this material. It takes less than a quarter of an hour to process all the materials required by the battle wind.

　　 Zhanfeng drew a simple blueprint on the ground, and looked at the drawing as I put it together. I got serious and did it well.

　　Wang Shuyue saw that she was useless, and didn't have any idle time. She came to the bottom of the cliff, where the earth magic spells were cast down, and he dug a hole to prepare a swimming pool.

　　 The three of them have been busy all morning, and the rudiment of a small courtyard has gradually emerged in the originally deserted open space.

　　 The bamboo house doesn’t need to be bigger, three rooms are enough, plus a large terrace that extends outside the mountain, and the three provinces and the wind are done for a whole morning, and it’s seven or eighty-eight.

　　The purple bamboo house stands halfway up the mountain, and the fragrance of the bamboo body fills the entire open space, refreshing.

　　 The whole frame has been finished, the rest is to make windows and doors, and finally put on the furniture, and it's done.

　　 Wang Shuyue had used the remaining materials to plug the fence, moved some of the sea of ​​flowers next to Zhanfeng Cave, planted it under the fence, and used wood spells to spawn, and soon the fence was covered with flowers.

　　 She went to get another large piece of stone, and asked Sanshou to use his good swordsmanship to cut the stone into tables and stools and place them in the small courtyard.

　　 took out the soda and put it on ice, then took out two plates of side dishes made by his mother and put them on the table. Wang Shuyue rushed to the two men in the room and shouted:

　　 "Come out and have a rest, you guys have been busy all morning too, take a drink first!"

　　 The two people in the house were dealing with the burrs on the bamboo, and they walked out of the house together after hearing the words.

　　 While he was busy, Sanshen sweated profusely, took off his robe, and was only wearing a white single.

　　The thin white shirt is attached to his body, which outlines the shapely figure of the young man. He practiced swords all the year round. His body looks thin, but his muscles are tight and tight.

　　 The boy approached, sweat stains mixed with the fragrance of tea, which is a youthful breath unique to a boy, which is particularly deceptive.

　　 Such a beauty, Wang Shuyue couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

　　 "It's nice to be young." She sighed lightly.

　　 Sanshen sensed the bold gaze that was unconcealed, and reacted immediately. Muran's ears were red, and he hurriedly used a spell to dry the sweat stains on his body, then took out his outer robe and put it on.

　　 "Aren't you hot?"

　　 Fighting wind strode over and glanced at the boy jokingly at the outer two layers of Taoist gowns, and then took off his coat two times, revealing a strong bulging tendon.

　　 Wheat-colored skin, a tall figure of 1.9 meters, plus a perfectly inverted triangle figure and tough facial features, androgen is almost bursting.

　　Wang Shuyue raised her eyebrows, um...how do you say it, I always feel a little bit close.

　　 is commonly known as Wugan.

　　 The three provinces ignored the ridicule of the battle wind, tied their robes on their own, sat down at the front of the stone table, and secretly observed Wang Shuyue's expression.

　　 Seeing that her eyes had moved away from her, a faint sense of loss rose in her heart, and she regretted it a bit.

　　 Maybe, shouldn't you put your clothes on?

　　 Wang Shuyue didn't know the young boy's entangled thoughts, and passed the iced Coke in front of him. Zhanfeng couldn't wait to fill it up, and drank it comfortably.

　　 Sanshen looked at the bottle in front of Wang Shuyue, thinking it was for him, and stretched out his hand joyfully.

"Wait a moment!"

　　 She suddenly said, drew the Coke in front of her, and preached to him solemnly: "Eat less junk food."

　　 After that, he took out a bottle of warm water mixed with nectar and handed it over, "This is yours."

　　 Sanxing was stunned for a while before he realized that the Coke from his mouth flew away, and he answered with an "Oh", watching the wind of war feasting on it enviously.

　　 But after another thought, this was also specially prepared by the uncle for himself, and a little sweetness came out in his heart, and he bowed his head and drank water obediently.

　　 Zhan Feng turned his head and glanced at him, stupefied that a pink bubble appeared from the boy.

　　 After a closer look, there was nothing. She took a special look at Wang Shuyue. Seeing that she didn't have the slightest intention to explain the relationship between the two, she finished eating in silence and got up to leave.

　　 didn't expect to get up and picked up the jacket to wear, when he heard an angry shout from the path up the mountain.

　　 "What are you three doing with disheveled clothes!"

　　 is a woman's voice, Wang Shuyue still feels a bit familiar, when she turned her head, Liu Fengmian and Wen Qi did not know when they appeared outside the yard.

　　 Wenqi pointed at the war wind without a shirt, turned her head to the side, angry and afraid to look.

　　 Fortunately, Liu Fengmian has been to Blue Star, knowing that the atmosphere there is open and Zhanfeng is nothing at all, so he hurriedly motioned to him to put on his clothes.

　　 Zhanfeng glanced at Wen Qi coldly, and put on the disciple's clothes nonchalantly.

　　 Liu Fengmian came over, as if he had only noticed the existence of the three provinces, and bowed his hands in surprise.

　　 respectfully said: "Uncle Shi."

　　Julu has a high level of immortality, and his disciple is the same generation as the head, so he wants to call him uncle.

　　 Wang Shuyue jokingly smiled at the young man. It’s so cool that the seniority was so high when he first came.

　　 The three provinces have become accustomed to Wang Shuyue's ridicule from time to time, and Chongliu Fengmian's brothers and sisters who did not change their faces nodded in return.

　　 Wang Shuyue and Zhan Fengchao Liu Fengmian handed over, calling out in unison: "Big brother, little sister."

　　 Wenqi snorted coldly, without answering, she turned her head and looked at the freshly baked courtyard.

　　 At this look, his eyes opened suddenly, and he exclaimed: "Big brother, look!"

　　 "What's the matter?" Liu Fengmian turned his head and looked in the direction of Wen Qi's fingers. It was a small house built of purple bamboo.

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　　 Why is this Zizhu so familiar?

　　 As if to prove Liu Fengmian's speculation~www.readwn.com~ Wen Qi flew up to the sky over the bamboo forest below the mountain, and she saw a trail of logging, and immediately roared back.

　　 "Wang Shuyue! You are so brave, how dare you move Master's Zizhu forest!"

　　 "What?" Liu Fengmian stared roundly, looked at the three people in front of him in shock, and asked, "How dare you?"

　　 Wang Shuyue and the three of them looked dazed, and asked inexplicably: "What's the matter with the purple bamboo forest?"

　　 Wenqi roared: "Master likes purple bamboo the most. The bamboo forest was planted by the master's hands. It has grown for two hundred years, and it has been asked to cut it down. Wang Shuyue, wait for Master to ask you for your crimes!"

　　 As he said, he took out the flying sword, and the Yujian flew towards the main peak. It seemed that he had filed a lawsuit.

　　 Sanxing felt a little flustered, and was about to recognize the mistake by herself, Wang Shuyue responded first:

　　 "One person does things, the other person, I let them cut the bamboo, it has nothing to do with them."

　　 "Uncle Shi!" Sanxing looked at Wang Shuyue anxiously.

　　 Wang Shuyue smiled and comforted him: "It's okay, a few bamboos, if the big deal is to pay him, I cut them all, and I can't come back from the dead."

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