"Why is it impossible?"

Jing Zhixing seemed to glance at Duanmu Yawang, and smiled warmly: "You can ask Young Master Gongyu, he is a member of the Flowing Fire Empire. There is a black-haired and dark-eyed person in the Flowing Fire Empire. Not only can he cultivate, but also It's also very good. Since people with black hair and black eyes can cultivate, why can't there be black spirit stones in this world?"

Everyone has heard about the only black-haired and dark-eyed person in this world, and of course, some people have never heard of it.

This originally belonged to a country that seeks to be strong and opposes the weak. They can't stand the blue eyes and green eyes, let alone those with black eyes.

Someone immediately sneered and said something awkward: "Since she was born as a black-eyed person, she still has a face to survive in this world. If she was born in our empire, I would be the first to bring a sword to end her dog life, so I don’t have to lose it. The face of our empire!"

Duanmu Yawang sneered at her heart, turned her head to look around, and saw that he was a middle-aged man dressed in an unknown sect. Hostile.

"I wipe it!"

When the little white deer heard it, he got up from the bed with anger in an instant, "What's wrong with the black-eyed person? Have you eaten his rice or drank his water? A guy with a pit in his head, it is still a person who can say such things that despise people. Well, the little master will go out and chop off his brain, see how he yells!"

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyebrows, "Little Yin'er, hold him!"

Yin Huiyin was originally cultivating at the door, but he hugged the little white deer in a blink of an eye and rubbed his furry head: "For nothing, don't be impulsive."

"Uncle Yin, let go, I can't bear it!"

The little white deer waved his small arms and short legs in Yin Huiyin’s arms, spreading his teeth and claws, "You don’t listen to what he said, would people with dark eyes have no face to survive in this world? His eyes are on top of his head. Should the people on the Internet survive? Xiaoye&＊#＠#"

The little white deer snapped and cursed a bunch of unintelligible words.

"All eyes are in full view and cut people?"

Duanmu Yawang's voice was so flat that he couldn't hear the joy and anger, he reached in and flicked Xiao Bailu's forehead, "Even if you want to chop, you should find a good place to solve it. Why are you so anxious?"

When the little white deer heard this, his waving limbs paused, and his big eyes sparkled: "Master, are you willing to kill this time?"

Duanmuya pinched his nose, "I'll talk about it later."

Here, Jing Tiexing obviously didn't expect that middle-aged man would say this. He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously retorted: "That black-eyed person is said to be not superior in spiritual power. He is still a pharmacist with extraordinary strength and is not a waste."

After listening, the middle-aged man snorted: "I don't believe that the black-eyed people in this world can practice, it must be fabricated."

When the words fell, he remembered what Jing Jiexing had just said, took a look at Duanmu Yawang, and said directly: "Hey, have you seen any black-eyed trash?"

"..."

"What's the matter with you? I shouldn't call you?"

"Is this gentleman called me?" Duan Muya looked at her lips, and reminded him warmly: "But sir, I have a first name and a surname, but I don't call it Hey. Naturally, I don't know that your name is me."

"Looking at what you call, who wouldn't you call?"

"..."

"Why are you not talking anymore?" The middle-aged man had sharp eyebrows and thick eyebrows, and he didn't look like a rash man, but for some reason, his temper was a bit grumpy.

Duanmuya looked at him and smiled faintly: "Because I was thinking, if the husband really saw the dark-eyed person, would he really lift the sword and rectify her right there?"

"That's natural."

The middle-aged man said without hesitation: "Such a person may just drag others down, and her family will follow her and be spurned by the world. Death may not be a good thing for her."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, saying meaningfully: "I understand."

The middle-aged man found that he couldn't follow Duanmu Yawang's thinking at all, "What do you understand?"

Duanmu Yawang shrugged, before speaking, the sage asked her: "Master Gongyu, this piece is really a black spiritual stone?"

"right."

Duanmu Yawang nodded.

The sage raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "I don’t know how much an eighth-level spiritual stone is useful than a black spiritual stone, but the son abandoned the eighth-level spiritual stone in favor of a black one. I am very curious. The reader knows, who should give this piece of black spirit stone to the black-eyed person?"

Duanmu Yawang was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "Sage is wise."

"what!"

Everyone was shocked, "Master Gongyu knew that dark-eyed person?"

Even An Xiaowen and Princess Seven asked her: "Gongyu, what does the black-eyed man look like? Black-haired and black-eyed, everything is dark, is it like a crow? , Disgusting?"

"You're a crow, you're disgusting!" After Yin Huiyin had fed a fruit, the little white deer had been sitting in Yin Huiyin's arms to eat the fruit, very well-behaved.

Hearing this, the hair exploded instantly.

"Not only can that man have pits in his brain, but these people have pits too!"

Duanmu Ya looked not angry, she touched her chin, thinking how to answer.

If she says she is ugly, she definitely does not recognize it. If she says she is as beautiful as a god, it seems too narcissistic...

Well, a little tangled.

"Seven girls."

The emperor scolded him softly: "Somehow, someone is Gongyu's friend, how can you describe Gongzi's friend like that?"

The seventh princess pouted, "It's nothing more than a black-eyed person. How can you really think of her as a friend because the son is so strong, black hair and black eyes, it's disgusting to think about it."

When she said that, she thought of something disgusting and strange, and she trembled with her arms around her chest.

Duan Muya looked at her eyes, but her face remained unchanged.

An Xiaowen wanted to speak too, but An Zexi grabbed her robe, gave her a look, and said in her heart: "Don't talk nonsense, the son should be unhappy now."

Seeing that Princess Seven kept talking to Duanmu Yawang, An Xiaowen was not reconciled, and she was upset when she heard that, "Why didn't I find that the son was unhappy?"

"Not because you are stupid?"

An Zexi was not angry, and then warned: "Listen to me, don't go to annoy the son, do you hear?"

"Oh, OK."

Although An Xiaowen is not reconciled, she still trusts An Zexi. This cousin seldom cares about her, but every time he cares about her, it is for her good, and every time he says it is right.

He must be right.

"All right."

The emperor saw that the seventh princess did not listen to persuasion, his face did not change, but a touch of helplessness flashed under his eyes, he did not continue to persuade, his eyes moved, and asked Duanmu Yawang: "Master Gongyu, to be honest, this black spiritual stone, I look pretty good at it. like."

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and narrowed her eyes suddenly, "Oh? The emperor likes it too?"