A sword technique that descended from the sky

"Burp ..."

Wang longqi put down the 12th plate in his hand and touched his belly, which looked like he had been pregnant for ten months, holding back the hot tears that were about to burst out.

"Young hero Wang!"

Cui Zi watched this guy like watching a monster, " have you finished your meal? "

"Burp ..."

Wang longqi let out another long burp, then gritted his teeth and said, " "70% full."

“？”

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

Anyone with eyes can see that you're almost stuffed in your throat. How can you say that you're 70% full?

Was he that strong-headed?

"Qi lang, why don't you teach them a lesson first, and then slowly eat later?" Ji Yuhuan said from the side.

Wang longqi looked at her with grief and indignation, and said in a deep voice, " "You're teaching me how to do things?"

of course it's not Qianqian. Ji Yuhuan pouted, " I was worried about you, Qianqian.