He didn't seem to need Duanmu yawang to answer at all. Then he continued: "it's reasonable that at your age, you can only walk on the road for one or two years at most."

A year or two

Duanmu yawang coughed and wanted to say that it hasn't been a year yet

Xiao Lingfan pointed his chin with his fingertips and turned his big eyes flexibly. "In fact, you are still capable. In those years, I didn't provoke so many people. You are better than me. You are a man."

A man?

Duanmuya looked at the corner of her mouth and twitched. For the time being, she regarded it as a compliment. "Thank you, childe Xiao, for telling me this."

"Yes."

Xiao Lingfan stared at her, "however, you should pay attention to yourself. You feel like a sweet pastry. It seems that everyone wants to eat it. However, you are actually just a black eyed person. This is really incomprehensible."

Without him, she couldn't figure out why.

"However, the black eyed person who can reach your strength is really extraordinary, but it is much more strange than the ordinary purple eyed person." he said, touching his good-looking chin and asked her: "in other words, have you been born with the same talent as the purple eyed person, or even better than the purple eyed person?"

Duanmu yawang flashed a few black lines on his head, coughed twice, touched the tip of his nose, avoided the topic, stood up and said, "young master Xiao, let's talk about this next time. I'm sleepy. I'll go back and have a rest first."

"This can't be said yet?"

The boy glanced and muttered, "it shouldn't be privacy. You're so strange."

Duanmu yawang seemed to rub his two heads.

Xiao Lingfan is obviously not a person who likes to embarrass others. He waved and said, "OK, go back and have a rest."

"OK."

Duanmu yawang turned to leave, but the young man suddenly added: "don't go. Tomorrow I still want to eat your meal. Don't be lazy."

Duanmuya looked at a stagger at her feet and almost fell down. She looked back and stared at him in surprise.

The young man didn't lift his head. While picking up the rice, he said vaguely: "do you really think that the young man is so forgetful that he will even forget his food?"

Duanmu yawang couldn't laugh or cry, but since he said so, she also promised others. Naturally, she wouldn't refuse, "OK, I'll do it tomorrow. What do you want to eat?"

"You are free."

The boy smiled with satisfaction. "What you do is delicious anyway."

It's very face saving.

Duanmu yawang nodded, "OK, that's it. I'll go back to my room first."

The boy nodded, Duanmu looked and went back to his room.

Back in the room, the little white deer couldn't help asking, "who is this Xiao Lingfan? Why can you know so easily what the source of the people who hide in the dark to observe you? You know, I'm a God. I can't feel it."

"You don't want to think about it. Even if you are a God, what can you detect?" Duanmu yawang stretched out his hand and bounced his forehead.

Then she remembered something and asked Yin Huiyin, "Xiaoyin, can't you feel it?"

Yin Huiyin shook his head, "I can only feel the breath, and the breath is complex, but I can't feel what it is."

Duanmu yawang was silent.

Because Yin Huiyin was not ordinary people. If he couldn't feel anything, Xiao Lingfan felt it.

This shows that Xiao Lingfan is not simple.

Xiao Lingfan is still like this, and Xiao Wuzheng is estimated to be even worse.

The floating spirits are at least equal to them. Then, do they have any other identity besides their superficial identity?

Duanmu yawang didn't understand, so she didn't bother to think about it. She put the food into the medical system and let the little white deer eat. She stretched out her hand to take out the portrait given by the supreme pavilion from the heaven and earth bag and looked at the characters one by one.

She still had no clue about the portraits that confused her.

Without a clue, she naturally didn't want to tidy up the things she hunted from Donggong mountain one by one. When she wanted to sleep, the door of the room was knocked impatiently, "Hey! Are you asleep!"

It's the sound of Xiao Lingfan.

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyebrows and said, "not yet. What's the matter with me, young master?"

"I'm not looking for you. Someone is looking for you outside the door. He keeps yelling. He wants to sew his mouth with a needle and thread. I really hate it."

"Looking for me?"

Duanmu yawang got up from the bed, put on his outer shirt and came out, "young master, do you know who it is?"

"I didn't look at it. I'm not the one who will open the door casually."

"Does the other party have his own name?" Duanmu yawang came to the door and stretched out his hand to open the door. He saw Xiao Lingfan scratching the wall impatiently, like a crazy cat.

The action is fierce and cute.

"Yes."

The boy stopped scratching the wall and said, "it seems that he only reports his name. His name is anzexi. If he didn't listen to his voice with worry, I wouldn't come to you for him."

Anzzie?

Duanmu Ya looked at her frown and suddenly sounded King anding. Her face was a little ugly.

However, she is a public-private person.

She knew that anzzie was really good to herself.

"Excuse me, I'm going to see him now." he asked her to come back early in the morning. I don't know what his father's plan was. She left like this. I'm still sorry for him.

"Yes."

The young man should say and stare at her, "this anzexi shouldn't do anything to you?"

"Are you worried about me?"

"Oh, what are you worried about?" the young man snorted twice, but his face turned red. Then he said impatiently, "go and see people if you want to see them. Don't be bored."

Duanmu yawang couldn't laugh or cry, and began to take the gauze cap, "OK, I'll go now."

As he said this, he patted the boy on the shoulder, and then he turned and went downstairs.

She went downstairs and when she got to the gate, the gate opened automatically.

The moment the door opened, he saw anzexi pacing anxiously outside the door. When he heard the sound of opening the door, he quickly looked over, and then he was relieved when he saw Duanmu yawang, "Gongyu childe!"

"An Shizi."

Duanmu yawang's voice was gentle. "Sorry, I left early. I should have told you."

"It's not your fault." anzexi was ashamed. "Gongyu, my father went too far. I didn't expect him to do such rude and irrational things. I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault. Why do you apologize?"

Duanmu yawang reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "look at your dusty appearance. Did you just come back?"

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang asked casually, "your father, they are back?"

Anzexi shook his head and told the truth: "no, they seem to have encountered something and were left behind."