First of all, there are some exquisite small ornaments and some antique paintings. Even on the table, there is also an exquisite incense cage, and scents of fragrance are flowing from the inside.

Of course, these are nothing, the most eye-catching is the bookshelf that is five or six meters long and almost two meters high, walking next to the wall!

These bookshelves are densely packed with books.

Just looking at it, there are at least a few hundred copies.

Duanmu Yawang clearly remembered that there was no such bookshelf here yesterday, not even a book.

Duanmu Yawang looked at the bookshelf, and then at the man who was still looking down at the book without looking at her. His eyes flashed, and while standing up, with a wave of his sleeves, the incense in the incense cage on the table was instantly visible. Stopped burning.

As soon as this action took place, Duanmu Yawang felt that the man's action of turning the book seemed to pause for a while, and then she heard the other person say to her in a mild tone: "Burn up."

"This kind of incense can invigorate people's minds and is not conducive to self-cultivation."

"I like."

"so what?"

When Duanmu Yawang said, without even looking at the man, she walked toward the bookshelf and scanned the books on the bookshelf one by one. Then, she found that the books on the bookshelf contained very many types.

Regardless of the medical aspects of species, there are not only various kinds of literature, but also novels and stories, as well as spiritual ones, which are almost all-encompassing.

Duanmuya glanced around, feeling a little surprised.

After all, she thought that men were not like people who would read these books.

"Burning up."

In a moment, the man said these two words again.

Duan Muya looked at the words, turned her head, and cast a glance at him with a smile, "It turns out that I just found out that you want to die."

As soon as he said this, the man's gaze finally moved away from the tree and looked at her. A pair of long, narrow and stern purple eyes stared at her coldly, looking at her like a sharp and cold arrow!

"It's useless to look at me."

Duanmu Yawang didn't put his gaze in his eyes, shrugged, saw a book that suits his liking, and pulled it out, flipping back and sitting down at the table without raising his eyes: "You were saved by me. If you want to die, you can say anything at will. I can take your life out of you immediately."

While she was speaking, she had read a page and turned the page with her fingertips.

"Are you asking me for credit?"

The man's voice was even colder, and every word seemed to have ice scum.

"You can think so." Duanmu Yawang still stared at the book, doing two things with one mind: "After all, you don't need to look at it to know that your identity is not simple. Maybe you have some status on this continent. If you want to send me Whatever, I will be willing to accept it."

After Xiao Bailu woke up, he was stimulated by Huo Fei, so the whole person was awkward. Looking at Duanmu Ya looking at the man here, he didn't say a word, nor did he want to chat with her as usual.

Hearing this, he finally had a reaction: "Master, I never thought you were such a person."

"So your right brain is simple and your limbs are not well developed. You have been with me for so long, and you haven't seen me clearly." Duanmu Ya tweeted, "Xiao Baibai, your whole life is really a waste of life." "

"Do you have to excite my little master so much?"

When the little white deer heard it, he looked at Huo Fei on one side, and the whole person suddenly became worse, snorted, turned over and lay on the bed, pulled the quilt over and covered his head, "Master, I tell you, I don't like it anymore. is you!"

"Oh."

Duanmu Yawang responded lightly. Seeing that he was still asleep, he had to take a strong medicine: "I really don't need a simple-minded person with underdeveloped limbs to like me. However, I didn't expect. You used to like me."

"Wow!"

Xiao Bailu was so angry that he pulled the quilt off his head and kicked his legs on the bed. "Master, I tell you, I will surpass Fei Fei! This little master is not a person with a simple mind and no developed limbs. !"

After talking, he clamored up from the bed, adjusted his breath and breath, and began to meditate into concentration.

Duanmu Ya looked at it and said a few words: "If you have a backbone, you can practice for more than three hours a day. If you can't, you are a simple-minded person with undeveloped limbs."

"Hmph, you wait!"

Little Bailu glared at Duanmu Ya and began to practice seriously.

Duanmu Yawang felt comforted, and suddenly the man said, "Who are you talking to?"

Duanmu Ya looked at the book without a trace, and said without looking up: "Am I talking to you?"

Duanmu Ya looked calm, in fact a little surprised.

Because, the whole conversation between her and Xiao Bailu was heartfelt, and her breath remained unchanged. However, why would a man suddenly ask like this?

The man moved his eyes without answering.

Duanmu Yawang ignored him, and suddenly the man asked, "Surely what you said before?"

"I said a lot just now, I don't know which sentence you are referring to?"

The man's voice was cold: "You always talk to people without eyes?"

Duanmu Ya looked at the words, twitched the corners of her lips, finally raised her head and looked at the man, "Your Excellency, I also want to ask you again, are you the same?"

"Are you hitting me back? Do you know where is the person who dares to talk to me?" The man looked cold and looked at her as if a layer of ice was quenched!

"Sorry, I'm really not interested."

Duanmu Yawang closed the book gently, put it on the table, and shrugged at him: "I only know that I am your savior."

"So, you can be so unscrupulous in front of me?" The man said with a sarcasm: "If you can put the words savior on your lips, I think you are not a good stubborn."

"You like to think so, and I have no objection." Duanmu Yawang smiled and looked frankly: "So, I want to ask your Excellency, if you called me today, do you want to repay my life-saving grace, or how? It’s better to say your thoughts as soon as possible, so that I can keep your eyes open, am I?"

The man listened, his eyes condensed, and asked: "Do you know who I am?"

"I saw you for the first time yesterday, and the people in Luochenfang are very well-educated, and all of them have very strict mouths." In other words, it is impossible for her to know.

"What do you want from me?"

Duan Mu Ya looked forward and said frankly: "I don't know what you have. So, what you want to give depends on how well you like your own destiny. I want what you give."

The man is silent.

Sharp eyes stared at her straight, as if thinking about the truth or falsehood in her words.

Duanmu Yawang didn't care about him either, this man was really weird, and he might as well read the book when he was free.