"Nothing? When did I fall to this point?" when Duanmu yawang said that he was nothing, Gong yulanzhi was not happy. "I can give you whatever you want, no matter what."

Uh!

Duanmuya looked stunned, and then hurriedly explained, "you misunderstood me. What I said is nothing. It's different from what you think. I didn't mean you were poor."

Come on, as long as he's not blind, he won't feel poor or anything, okay?

She said he had nothing because he was very silent. Except in front of her, he had no sorrow or joy. Moreover, he never said he had any family and never mentioned going back.

He doesn't even eat rice and can't even use chopsticks.

Also, he never said where he came from and where he would go. He lived alone with only an old Buddhist servant around him.

Therefore, she was surprised that he could take out so many secrets at once.

However, the word "she has nothing" is not very practical.

No matter who, don't like to be said that she has nothing. What's more, for Gong yulanzhi, she still has such a relationship with him. If she says so, Gong yulanzhi will be unhappy.

Duanmu yawang thought that if he explained, Gong yulanzhi wouldn't care. But when he heard this, his eyebrows twisted badly. It seemed that Duanmu yawang used a word to describe him. It was incredible, "poor? Do you think I'm poor?"

Duanmu yawang has a headache and is thinking about how to explain. Gong Yulan is curious, "people... Are you. How can we be not poor?"

Duanmu yawang was a little confused. How did they talk about this topic?

Moreover, thinking about how people are not poor sometimes needs to rise to the spiritual level. Everyone has different definitions of poverty and wealth. What should she say?

The most important thing is, "what do you mean, how can we be not poor? It's like you're not human. Why do you ask such a childish question when you're so old? Or do you want to have spiritual communication with me?"

Spiritual communication?

Gong Yulan stopped at a loss.

Duanmuya looked at him with a book in his hand and tilted his head: "how do I feel that sometimes it seems particularly difficult to communicate with you?"

Seriously, this feeling does not appear only now, but from beginning to end.

Sometimes, she really doesn't know how his brain circuit is constructed.

Gong Yulan stopped his long eyelashes, and his thin lips pursed: "do you dislike me?"

"My God!" Duanmu yawang rubbed his forehead, stared at him with round eyes and turned a white eye: "how did you come to this conclusion?"

Gong Yulan had some grievances on his beautiful face and accused him: "you dislike me and it's difficult to communicate."

Duanmu yawang was not angry. "It's not difficult to communicate. Just communicate more where it's difficult to communicate in the future."

When he said that, he saw his purple eyes shining for a moment, which was dazzling. Duanmu yawang couldn't help it. He put his hands on the stone, looked up and kissed his beautiful lip flap.

Gong Yulan was stunned. His thin lips, which had been slightly pursed, turned up gently, and his smile was as warm as the sun.

He felt that it was not enough, so he put his face close to him. "I like you to kiss me and kiss me again."

Duanmu yawang grabbed his shoulder from shunruliu and kissed him on his thin lips.

Gong Yulan was satisfied. A pair of purple eyes couldn't move away from her.

Duanmu yawang was warm and moved. He stretched out his hand to hold his face and looked at his face. He didn't have a good way: "obviously, I'm willing to paste it upside down. How can I always think I'll dislike you?"

Gong Yulan stopped laughing, and his purple eyes bent into a beautiful arc. He stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms. He asked seriously, "what do you want most and what do you want most? As long as you say, I will find it for you."

Duanmu yawang shook his head, "no, nothing you want."

She doesn't need anything now.

"Holy elixir, holy stone, holy fruit..."

"It's never too late for me to use these when I need them." Duanmu yawang thought that it took him a lot of time to find zhulingguo for her before, and she may not be able to digest it completely with her current physical strength.

Instead of wasting human and material resources like this, it's better to find it when necessary in the future.

Gong yulanzhi: "what do you want now?"

"Now can we talk about ancient books?" duanmuya looked at him and pecked on his lips, but said, "aren't we here for cultivation?"

They've gone too far three or four times, okay.

"OK." Gong yulanzhi took the ancient books from her hand and looked at her with purple eyes: "I need to do a lot of things in the future, and you also need to be strong."

Duanmu yawang wanted to ask him what many so-called things were, but after thinking about it, forget it. It's important to go back to the theme, "well, I always find it difficult to practice this ancient book. I practice it again. Show me. What's wrong with me?"

"Well." Gong Yulan stopped nodding, "show me your cultivation."

Duanmu Ya looked and listened, then adjusted her breath and began to practice calming luck.

She didn't stop until she practiced all the heart rhymes.

"Well, do you see what my problem is?"

"In the process of your cultivation, the breath of outward expansion is too weak." Gong Yulan put down the book and said, "stretch out your hand and give it to me."

Duanmu yawang did it.

Gong Yulan held her hand, explored it with his fingertips from his wrist to his arm, and said, "it is estimated that you have high requirements for the basic energy of the human body. Your pulse expansion is not enough, and some acupoints are not smooth enough. In addition, you have some shortness of breath regulation and unstable breath, resulting in insufficient gathering of Dantian in the body. In this way, the breath is weak and unable to control the breath."

Duanmu yawang: "how can taking medicine change this situation?"

"You should have expanded your Ren Du two veins before. It's easy to get hurt if your muscles and veins expand too much. Let's slow down for the time being."

"What should I do?"

Gong Yulan patted her head: "sit down and I'll straighten it for you."

"Oh, good."

Duanmu yawang thought that Gong Yulan's order was just a order. Unexpectedly, his order and his order were two different things.

It took half an hour.

After that, she felt comfortable.

Then, when she practiced again, she found that the breath in her body was easily condensed, and there was no previous sense of powerlessness.

His obedience was more comfortable than the two veins of Ren Du she had opened up before. Moreover, after the obedience was good, she could not practice for more than two hours. When she stopped in the dark, she found that she had risen two levels.

Duanmu yawang was excited and stared at him with shining eyes.

It was late. Looking at her bright eyes, he tilted the corners of his lips and pulled her messy hair behind his ears: "what's the matter?"

Duanmu yawang's big eyes smiled and bent into two months: "nothing, just finally understand that the original feeling near the great God is so good."