Master Lan frowned: "Clear cultivation base is not bad, isn't it also the same? Madam, we don't have to disagree on this matter anymore. Let's go to work together, or you will stay, and I will worry about it, too. Can't do things."

After that, he bent over and arched his hands towards Duanmu Yawang, "Gongyu Young Master, Cheng Che really wants to ask you. In the future, we will be the husband and wife, and we will certainly repay your kindness as a cow and a horse."

"Master Lan is polite."

Duanmu Yawang hurriedly helped him up, and asked casually: "Listening to what the two said, it seems that you are going to go far, not returning to Yulin?"

After all, Yulin Ferry is in a neighboring city, so going back and forth is not a hassle.

"Well, it's going to travel far."

When Master Lan said, he also sighed, his face was sad.

When Duan Muya saw it, she didn't ask where the two of them were going. After the two talked a little more, the servants next to the Lans came to their room and helped clean up their things.

Duanmu Yawang didn't want to add chaos to them, so he left.

She went back to the room and continued her practice.

Halfway through the cultivation, suddenly, with a thud, something was thrown directly onto the tabletop, making a not-so-small noise.

Duanmu Yawang was taken aback. He remembered that the thing was thrown out of the medical system, his eyes were kept open, and he didn't need to be distracted to feel the medical system. He just gritted his teeth and said, "Which one of you is itchy?"

"..."

For a while, no one answered her.

She was a little annoyed, adjusted her breath, then opened her eyes and looked at the tabletop, only to realize that it was a water bag.

Camel color, the water bag mouth is wrapped with a light green cloth strip that is more severely worn. The water bag body has a very strange pattern, but it looks very beautiful and beautiful.

But on the whole, this is an old water bag that you can tell at a glance.

Duanmu Yawang was sure that she had never seen this water bag, but she seemed to have never seen Xiao Bailu and Huo Fei use such a bag.

But why is this thing thrown out of the medical system?

"Xiao Baibai, Xiao Fei."

Little Bailu was still asleep, without any reaction at all.

Huo Fei opened his eyes and asked, "Sister, what's the matter?"

"This water bag, see if you recognize it." When Duanmu Yawang said, he stood up and walked to the left. After a closer look, he found a small water bag.

Yingying, the bag seemed to have a very clear breath coming out.

It feels a bit familiar.

Huo Fei just entered the spirit, and he didn't pay attention to the outside situation even more, his eyes were blank: "I don't know it, but the breath is very comfortable and a little familiar."

After that, he thought of something, looking at Duanmu Yawang, Duanmu Yawang also thought of something, suddenly looked into the medical system, only to see the medical system, nothing else.

"Hey!"

Duanmu Yawang couldn't help it: "The source of Linghu? Did you throw things out?"

She hadn't forgotten that when she was in Bai Ting's room today, there was a young boy's voice. The voice was dragging, proud, and throwing something out, it felt like something he could do.

"..."

There was no sound inside.

Duanmu Yawan raised her eyebrows, her eyes rolled, and she tentatively asked, "The source of Linghu?"

"Xiaolinghu? The source of small?"

"Little Lingling?"

"Small Lake"

"The little one?"

"Xiao Yuanyuan?"

"The name of the deity is not called the source of Linghu!!" The voice was thunderous, with noble and arrogance: "Do you dare to call it a little bit? You will be a little milk baby!"

Finally spoke up!

Don't think that if you don't speak, I really can't pry your mouth open!

Duanmu Yawang smiled secretly, "Well, since you are not called the source of Linghu, what is your name?"

"Why does the deity tell you?"

"..." Duanmu Ya looked up and rolled her eyes, "Well, you don't have to say, what's the matter with this water bag? You should have thrown it out, right? There is spiritual water in it?"

"Humph!"

The other party didn't answer a question, but only gave Duanmu Yawang a word. That word was all arrogant. After humming, he added: "Hold it if you want, and throw it back for me if you don't."

"Okay." Duanmu Yawang smiled, reaching out to pick up the water bag on the table when she said.

"Dare you throw it back and try it?"

The young man’s voice was even more violent. If he was there, Duanmu Yawang could almost feel that the other party was so angry that he could lift the roof off, “No one dared to throw back what the deity gave away!”

"The so-called reactive power is not rewarded."

Looking at the voice of the young man, Duanmu Ya looked at the young man’s voice, graciously stretched out her hand and poured herself a cup of tea, took a refreshing sip, and said lightly, “I don’t even know who you are, so how dare I ask for your things? Woolen cloth?"

Mock up, thought I couldn't cure you!

"Hmph, don't follow the words of the deity!"

The teenager hummed a few times.

"I'm not trying to do what you said, it's really useless."

"..."

No sound came from inside.

Duanmu Ya looked at his eyebrows, wouldn't that stinky boy want to squeak again, right?

"Hey?"

"Hey!"

After a few consecutive feedings, no one responded to her, Duanmu Yawang was speechless and raised her forehead, "I really haven't seen a kid with such a bad temper."

"Sister, who are you talking to?"

At this time, Huo Fei said.

"I don't know, the other party doesn't have a Dao Ming name." Duanmu Yawang said grimly: "However, if I guessed correctly, he should be Xiao Baibai's master."

"The source of Linghu?"

"Yes." Although, he did not recognize the name.

Just, "Fei Fei, didn't you hear him talking just now?"

Huo Fei shook his head: "No."

Duanmu Yawang was startled. Originally, she thought that the two of them were in the source of Linghu. Huo Fei and Xiao Bailu must be able to hear her conversation with that stinky boy.

Why can't I hear it?

Huo Fei could see what Duanmu Yawang thought in her heart, "We are in the field of others, and he doesn't want us to listen. It is normal that we can't hear."

"Right."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, thinking of something, frowned and said: "He has never been there, I'm just curious, why is he suddenly interested in showing up again?"

And, throwing such a water bag to her as soon as he shows up?

Before Xiao Baibai asked him for Ling Shui, he was stingy to death, so he was reluctant to give it, and made Xiao Baibai's face blush.

Originally, she thought the source of Linghu Lake was just a lake. She had always used it to express it, but she didn't expect that the other party was actually a boy. Recalling that, thinking of the boy’s explosive temper, she finally understood why he asked Xiao Bailu to take spiritual water every time. All wrinkled their faces.

Huo Fei shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Duanmu Yawang reached in and touched his head. He saw Xiao Bailu sleeping dimly, and curled his eyebrows: "Shake him up, let's ask him and explore his breath."

Huo Fei hesitated to see that the little white deer was sleeping soundly.

Duan Mu Ya looked at it and couldn't help but smile, "Well, let him sleep, let's not call him, okay."