Chapter 150
Could this be the same painted bird that the king's father kept? Lin Yuan walked over, just to get close, the painting eyebrow "hoo" a flap feather wings flew away, a low head, on the grass, lying on a piece of photo paper. Lin Yuan picked it up and his expression froze as Yu Qin came over and asked, "What did you pick up?" "A photograph that captures exactly the words that need to be inscribed." "Ya!" Yu Qin took a look and said in surprise, "It's actually the word 'Yuan' in your name!" Lin Yuan nodded her head, sighed, and said, "I really don't know, should I say that she has a deep heart, or a good intention, it seems that, she has already set up heavy traps for me." Said Lin Yuan stretched out his right hand and carved the word "Yuan" in the sunken position of the tree trunk. Transparent doors appeared, and Lin Yuan's trio walked in. One didn't need to think about it to know that Yuan Tian must be on the