Oh, nothing more.

Since there is no breakthrough and no idea, she will not waste time here and go to bed.

When I woke up, I was already hitting the sky.

When she opened her eyes, the room was silent.

She swept the room around, and finally saw the little white deer at the table. He was closing his eyes tightly, his expression was serious, and he was probably in concentration cultivation.

Little Bailu will stay till now, which means that Gong Yulan hasn't come back for one night?

Don't you just go and practice? Why have you been there for so long?

Duanmu Yawang frowned slightly. This was something he had never tried before. Could it be that something happened in the process of cultivation? Can't come back after a delay?

"Master, are you awake?"

Xiao Bailu probably sensed that Duanmu Yawang woke up, opened his eyes and jumped off the chair, touched his belly and said, "You have slept for a long time this time. Lunch is almost over."

Duanmu Yawang didn't answer him. She sat up and asked while putting on her coat: "Are you always in the room?"

"Yes."

Little Bailu blinked his big eyes and said, "I went back to the room and took a look. Fei did not come back, nor did Grandpa Brahma Sutra come back. It is estimated that they have forgotten the time since they were cultivating."

"After you woke up, did anyone come to me?"

"No, no one has ever knocked on the door." Xiao Bailu asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

"No, you continue to practice, I will freshen up, and we will go downstairs to eat."

Little Bailu was about to answer, when suddenly a clear and sweet voice came from the window: "Master, I'm back!"

Lan Linger?

From the time in the Chi Yan Empire, she didn't need to use them for the time being, so she let them follow Gong Yulan, and they never came back.

This time Gong Yulan stopped coming back, but they were nowhere to be seen, she was still a little strange.

Unexpectedly, they would come back at this time.

Duan Muya said, "Xiao Baibai, open the window."

"Oh."

Little Bailu hurried to open the window, and then saw Lan Ling'er and Ziyuan hovering outside the window. Lan Ling'er kept flapping his wings and his eyes flashed with excitement. Compared with Lan Ling'er, Ziyuan's face was expressionless. , Without a squeak.

The window moved away, and two birds hovered with their wings, and then came in.

As soon as he entered, Lan Linger flew a knife to Duanmu Ya looked at her side, stopped on her shoulder, and shouted enthusiastically: "Master, master, master..."

Duanmu Yawang stretched out her hand and touched her extremely beautiful blue, soft and comfortable feathers. Before she could even speak, Ziyuan said coldly, "I'll tell you to stew again!"

"..."

Lan Ling'er's voice stopped abruptly.

She was trembling with a small body, and cautiously hid from Duanmuya's neck, she didn't even dare to look at Ziyuan Sui.

"Why are you so afraid of him?"

Duanmu Yawang was amused by her appearance, clicked her head and said a little bit of hatred for iron and steel: "Don't forget, he is also a bird, he has no ability to stew you."

"Yes, yes."

Lan Ling'er said timidly and weakly: "Ziyuan is so fierce, he can breathe fire, can, can roast me..."

Duanmu Yawang: "..."

"You're still stupid!" Little Bailu curled his lips and said: "You are Luan, you can practice a water cover technique to restrain his fire."

With a word awakened the dreamer, Lan Ling'er immediately lit up, fluttering her wings excitedly and said: "Yes, how come I didn't expect it!"

Ziyuan's relentless blow: "The premise is that you have the secret of water cover art, and furthermore, you must be able to learn it. Water cover art will know that it is not easy to learn when you hear it. This type of water element requires strong mental power to control it. With this little power, this impetuous temper, I am afraid that you will not be able to learn it for another ten years of temperament and ten years of spiritual power."

What a blow!

"..."

Lan Ling'er was completely silent this time, and her small body hid in Duanmu Yawang's side.

Ugh!

Duanmu Yawang sighed. It is also a bird. It is enough for Lan Ling'er to be bullied to this point. However, Lan Ling'er is a bird that was unsealed with her blood anyway. She was bullied by Gong Yulan's bird so much. Pleased.

"Ziyuan."

She smiled without a smile, "I'm not sure if you can stew Lan Ling'er, but I can be sure that I can stew you."

"Humph!"

Ziyuan glanced at her, then turned his head with a snort, as if he didn't want to argue with her anymore.

Bullying a bird is indeed against your conscience.

Duan Muya wiped her face, put the towel in her hand, walked to Ziyuan and reached out to touch the feathers of his house, and said irritably, "I have no objection to you to bully Ling'er, but you have to stop it. , It’s good to be addicted to bullying, and it will be counterproductive after bullying, you know?"

When Lan Ling'er heard this, her bird's eyes widened and grumbled: "Master, why are you helping him and not helping me?"

Actually supported Ziyuan to bully her!

The owner is getting more and more unreliable!

You know, over the past two months, it has been bullied so terribly, okay?

Ziyuan listened, and glanced back at her, this time he didn't grunt so much.

"Just get it."

Duanmu Yawang got two cups of tea on the table and put them on the table and said: "You are tired on the way, so drink a cup to quench your thirst."

"Thanks."

Ziyuan said two words coldly, and flew over, bowed his head and drank one of the bowls of water on the table.

Lan Ling'er was also thirsty and wanted to drink too. She was afraid that Ziyuan would bully her. Seeing that Ziyuan had taken the lead in the advantageous position, she didn't dare to go over immediately, planning to drink her after drinking in Ziyuan.

Unexpectedly, Ziyuan actually finished his cup, shifted his pace, and drank her cup!

She stared straight, and said aggrieved: "Master! He drank mine!"

Duanmu Yawang didn't have time to speak, Ziyuan stopped after drinking two sips, and glanced back at her, "So you want to drink?"

"When did I say I don't want to drink anymore?" Lan Ling'er was angrily.

"I don't think you are moving at all, and you don't mean to come over."

"That is……"

At this point, Lan Ling'er stopped talking and quickly took back the following words.

"What's that?" Zi Yuan's voice was cold, and his movements were slow and logical when he raised his head to speak. Duan Mu Ya looked at him, and he could see his calmness and grace.

Lan Ling'er was immediately frustrated, "Nothing!" A joke, even if he was afraid of him, he couldn't verbally show weakness, otherwise he would definitely get worse!

Ziyuan glanced at her, then spread her wings, whirled, and went to a soft cushion next to her, wrapped her head gracefully with her wings, and closed her eyes.

"Is this tired?" Duanmu Yawang raised her eyebrows and asked.

"It should be."

It was Lan Ling'er who was talking. She glanced at Ziyuan timidly. Seeing that Ziyuan didn't mean to open her eyes, she got off Duanmu Yawang's shoulder and went to the table to give Ziyuan two sips of tea. .

Ziyuan's eyelids moved a bit, opened a non-obvious arc, and glanced at Lan Ling'er without a trace. Before she looked over, she closed her eyes again.