No one answered him.

Duanmu Ya looked at the willow tree and rolled her eyes.

She didn't see anyone, but she knew who it was.

She grinds her teeth secretly, and her voice is very light and lightly leaked from between her teeth: "The Brahma Sutra, your brain is convulsed, isn't it? What's the matter with you suddenly like this? Can't you take me back to the house while you shoot? "

Also, just shoot, why don't people show up?

What exactly does this mean?

"Xiao Yawang, you think I want to."

Sure enough, the Brahma Sutra was there, and her heart voice spread, and her voice was full of grievances: "However, the master suddenly asked me not to see you or let you see me today."

"what?"

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyebrows and curled her eyebrows, "Your Patriarch's brain is convulsed?"

The Brahma Sutra finds that Duanmu Yawang’s words are sometimes very strange, but this does not prevent him from understanding her words, "Xiaoya hopes you will be like this, be serious. If the master knows that we meet, you and I will definitely not be able to please you!"

For some reason, Duanmu Yawang felt like he was beaten by a mandarin duck...

sweat!

Duanmuya looked at her forehead, feeling that she was crazy, and she had such an idea.

Duanmu Yawang knew that the Brahma scripture must be near her, and it should have hidden her figure with a barrier. She suppressed the urge to curse, "Why did you come out?"

The people of Baijiapu sent her back to the mansion, but Baijiapu didn't want to be public. The carriage stopped at a corner. Although there were guards in front of the Zhongyong Palace, it was difficult to notice this corner.

Therefore, she was only assaulted by the young man named Ling Feng and didn't alarm the Zhongyong Palace, which was what she expected.

However, I didn't expect the Brahma Sutra to come out and help her.

"Of course I came out when I felt you were in danger."

The Brahma Sutra is obviously not interested in this topic. He also has something he cares about. He hurriedly asked: "Xiao Yawang, really, did you quarrel with the master this morning?"

"No!"

Duanmuya answered without thinking about it.

"Impossible!" The Sanskrit Sutra murmured, "The master seems to be very different today."

Very different...

The very ordinary four words, for some reason, brought Duanmu Yawang's memory back to the morning she didn't want to recall very much today.

She woke up in Gong Yulan's arms this morning.

However, when she woke up that day, she was so breathless as Gong Yulan stopped the kiss. She hadn't reacted at the time, but noticed that there seemed to be an adverse reaction under him.

Duanmu Yawang was frightened immediately, and when she stretched her legs, she kicked the person who was as handsome as a god, as if standing on the cloud, out of bed!

No matter how he looked at the front end, he never tried to kick someone out of bed. Gong Yulan seemed to be a little surprised, and he couldn't react for a while.

Thinking of what happened in the morning, Duanmu Yawang had a headache. She couldn't remember how she left the room, and immediately wanted to stay away from Gong Yulan immediately.

She rubbed her sore forehead: "Do you think your master is someone who can quarrel with others?"

I also don't want to think that Gong Yulan will stop this temperament, it is simply like a word of gold!

"But the master doesn't seem to be very happy today."

"He is not happy to do my trouble!"

"It should be related to you." The Sanskrit Scriptures said conscientiously and earnestly: "Otherwise, how could I not let me talk to you?"

Duanmu Yawang's face was gloomy, and she didn't want to discuss with the Brahma Sutra about why Gong Yulan was angry. "Your inference is unreasonable. Maybe you provoke him?"

"How come! I'm a loyal servant, a loyal servant! The master let me die, and if I don't say anything, I will make the master angry?" The Sanskrit scriptures seemed to be insulted and retorted: "The master is from you. As soon as the room comes out, my face is already bad!"

Duanmu Yawang didn't want to think back about Gong Yulan's resignation in the morning. He was very irritable and changed the subject: "You don't care if he is angry or not, please help me get rid of these people, or I will solve it by myself."

The Sanskrit scriptures were about to answer. Hall Master Hong saw that there was still no response, and he suddenly became anxious: "Are you a tortoise with a shrunken head? Are you brave enough to admit it?"

"Rugged man!" The dialogue with Duanmu Yawang was interrupted, the Brahma Sutra was unhappy, and he hummed: "Here, let's get rid of you!"

After speaking, we have to make a move.

The Brahma Sutra did not show up. Tao Ling on one side was very keen. I don't know what she felt, her seductive eyes sharpened sharply, and she stepped forward to stop Hall Master Hong: "Don't act rashly, you have a master."

"With you and me, are you afraid of masters?" Hall Master Hong is very confident. There are not many people in this imperial city who are their opponents. They are dissatisfied with Tao Ling's words, "Tao Ling, when did you become so timid? NS?"

"Don't be wordy!" Tao Ling's voice was sharp, her fascinating eyes narrowed and stared at Duanmu Yawang's side, and said coldly: "Let's withdraw now!"

"What? Tao Ling, are you crazy?" Hall Master Hong seemed to have been greatly insulted, and said angrily: "I Hong Lie can't do this kind of stuffy rats! Even if I still die, I have to fight!"

He didn't think he would lose at all.

The man fainted with the attack of Ling Feng in one fell swoop, he was a rare master.

However, Ling Feng and Hong Lie were not at the same level in the first place. Ling Feng is not that person's opponent, which does not mean that he Hong Lie is not! Besides, that person didn't even dare to show up, so shy away, maybe he was afraid of them!

The people who hurt Zang Yuege, they left without doing anything. If they were known to say it, wouldn't they be laughed to death?

"Hall Master Hong, do you want to disobey the order?"

Tao Ling's seductive face became cold, and her voice seemed to be quenched by icy slag. She was stern and awe-inspiring, which was quite inconsistent with her seductive and beautiful appearance. She looked very imposing.

Duanmu Ya looked at it, but also a little surprised.

Although she knew that Tao Ling was not a vase, she never thought that she was so powerful, her observation ability and acuity were better than that of Hall Master Hong.

The most important thing is that her position seems to be higher than that of Hall Master Hong.

In Zang Yuege, someone who is more powerful than the hall master... Then he must be someone like a protector of the law!

However, Tao Ling looked like she was only in her twenties, and she was able to sit as a guardian in the place where Zang Yuege was a gathering of masters. How high is her talent!

However, without waiting for Duanmu Yawang to think, Hall Master Hong listened to Tao Ling's words. Although his face was still unwilling, the anger on his body disappeared a little. The tall and strong body was not bent, and he respectfully said: "Yes, Hong Lie listened to the order."

Tao Lingyan glanced at Duanmu Yawang, the corner of her lips twitched, her smile was charming and evil, "Miss Duanmu, we will fight again next time!"

After that, without waiting for Duanmu Yawang's answer, she waved her elegant and slender red sleeves, and finally glanced at the position beside Duanmu Yawang, "Go!"

Then she and Hall Master Hong disappeared into Duanmu Yawang's sight.