Chapter 1786

She coughed lightly, came down from Gong yulanzhi, licked her mouth, tilted her head and asked, "there is the smell of Xianlu and zhulingguo in her mouth. Did you feed me these things?"

"Yes."

"The taste of Zhuling fruit is more fragrant than before." Duanmu Ya looked at her bright eyes and asked, "is there anything else?"

"Yes."

Gong Yulan was helpless, rubbed her head and whispered, "I'll give it to you later."

"OK."

Duanmu yawang nodded obediently, remembered what they had just said, swept around the crowd, and couldn't help asking, "you just said I was euthanized? What's the matter? And why was I cursed?"

Lord Fang said, "I know more comprehensively. Let me tell Miss Duanmu in detail."

"OK, thank you."

So Lord Fang started from Duanmu yawang's sleepiness. When it came to Mr. Xian and a master, she was weak in breathing. Finally, the four heavenly pillars were broken, as if the border had been destroyed. Gong Yulan stopped them from appearing, eliminated the spell for her, and then woke up.

Duanmu Ya looked at her heart and said, "so I wasn't punished to participate in the memorial ceremony, but was punished for euthanasia?"

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang covered her face and sneered.

She had planned to escape after attending the memorial ceremony and entering the memorial door. She felt sure she could take out a glimmer of vitality.

Unexpectedly, those people didn't give her a chance at all!

Let her be euthanized without consciousness!

The exile ceremony she worked so hard that she didn't give her a chance of life. It's disgusting!

However, I have to say that the exile curse really exists!

Thinking so, she thought of the memorial ceremony and looked at Lord Fang: "if I slept until now the night before yesterday, the memorial ceremony should start now. Don't you go to the exile ceremony?"

"No."

Lord Fang looked at Gong yulanzhi deeply and said the words of the Sanskrit Scripture to Duanmu yawang.

Duanmu yawang narrowed his eyes: "that is to say, the Tianzhu is destroyed. If someone can purify the spell spirit for you, you can be free from exile?"

"Yes."

As soon as freedom was mentioned, Lord Fang was very excited. He flopped and knelt down. "Miss Duanmu, please help plead with Gongyu, purify the spell for us, and return all the people in my exile street to a peaceful, worry free and fearless life!"

"Lord Fang, get up first."

Standing high above the Lord, Duanmu looked a little impatient.

"Let him kneel."

Gong Yulan then opened his mouth. His eyes calmly looked at Lord Fang. His palm moved, and a scroll appeared. His fingertips moved, and the scroll moved to Lord Fang.

Lord Fang: "this is..."

Gong Yulan said nothing and glanced at the Sanskrit Sutra.

The Sutra understood, pouted, reluctantly handed a bottle of Xianlu to Lord Fang and said, "take it well and do it according to what is said on the scroll. As long as you have a certain understanding ability, you should know how to do it."

It's not easy to collect such a large bottle of fairy dew!

"Yes."

Lord Fang also took Xianlu.

The Vatican Sutra also said, "our Lord hurt your people, but if there is no accident, there is no death. You do according to the above. After you finish it, leave everything to our Lord. You don't have to intervene in the rest. Our Lord is here, and you don't have to worry about problems if any memorial ceremony is not held on time."

"OK."

Lord Fang didn't see what the scroll was, so he hurried away with his things.

The steward didn't dare to disturb him, but Fang ruoxing was very worried when he saw the steward like this: "steward, go and bandage and cure quickly. The injury on your head is not light."

"Ah, good."

The steward listened. He couldn't help looking at Gong Yulan and Duanmu yawang and asked Fang ruoxing, "Miss, are you going back to your room?"

"Back."

Fang ruoxing didn't know her face either. When she saw that she didn't stop with Gong Yulan, they almost never left bichi. One of their hands held each other, and she knew that they hadn't seen each other for some time. There must be something to tell. She was embarrassed to stay here and hinder others.

Nodded and said, "steward, you can have a rest and tell the servant to arrange breakfast. I'll go back to my room and have a rest."

Then he asked his servant to carry the chariot and take him back.

Xiao Wuzheng said to ye nongying, "let's go out, too."

After listening to the shadow in the night, I found that I was held by Xiao Wuzheng on my shoulder.

She quickly earned twice and came out of his arms. Her face was not very good-looking and said, "I know, you go first."

"Let's go together."

"You mind me. I want to talk to yawang."

"Don't interfere with others." Xiao Wuzheng's eyes are deep. "You can say it whenever you want to speak."

"You..."

Xiao Wuzheng didn't give her a chance to say more. He grabbed her by the wrist and took her out of the door. No matter how hard she struggled, it was useless to shout.

As soon as they left, the room door slammed and closed automatically.

"Sister."

Huofei cried out before walking with the little white deer in her arms.

Duanmu yawang listened to the low juvenile voice, was stunned, looked up and couldn't help laughing: "Fei Fei, you've grown so big."

"Yes."

The fire flushed and nodded, "in the past few days, I slept twice, and then..."

"Come here." Duanmu yawang waved to him with a smile.

Huofei walked over obediently.

Duanmu yawang reached out and pinched his face. Tut tut said, "the skin is still very smooth and soft. It's not rough at all."

When I said it, I couldn't put it down. I didn't want to put it down.

"Pa!"

Gong yulanzhi patted her hand gently on the back of her hand, patted her hand down, and closed her thin lips tightly.

Duanmu yawang blinked.

Gong Yulan just pursed her lips and didn't look at her.

Duanmu yawang felt funny. Seeing that the little white deer had been hanging on huofei, he picked his eyebrow and said, "you don't have long legs?"

"Long, just don't love yourself. What's the matter?" the little white deer stuck out his tongue, hugged huofei's neck and said, "Feifei likes to hold me, don't you think Feifei?"

"Yes."

Huofei's ears and neck were slightly drunk.

"It's good for you. Look at Fei Fei's height, and then look at your own." Duanmu Ya looked contemptuously: "people sleep twice in a few months. You don't sleep once. If you go on like this, after the sleep time, it depends on who you cry with."

The little white deer flattened his mouth and said, "you intimidate me."

Duanmu Ya Wang shrugged. "You'll know if it's a threat."

The little white deer was about to cry. Huofei was helpless. She wanted to say something and didn't want to hit Duanmu Ya's face. She had to wipe her tears for the little white deer.

After teasing the little white deer, Duanmu yawang thought of the four heavenly pillars. He was about to say something. He waved his hand and said impatiently, "you all go for a walk. Go out and ask the steward for two rooms to rest. This is my room. I want to chat with Gong yulanzhi."

"Xiaoya Wang!"

The Brahma Sutra came out of the corner with an angry face and Wei chubaba said, "you have not spoken to me, you will drive me away?"

"Oh."

Duanmu yawang blinked and said with a smile, "Brahma Sutra, you seem to have fewer wrinkles and become younger."

"Eh?"

The Buddhist Scripture touched his old face, "seriously?"

Duanmu yawang gave him a smiling face.

"You lied to me."

The Sanskrit chants.

However, he didn't dare to make a mistake. He suffered too many white eyes from the master today. He didn't dare to let Gong Yulan speak in person, so he opened the door and went out.

"Then we'll go out, too."

Huofei nodded to duanmuya and went out with the little white deer in her arms.

Only Duanmu yawang and Gong Yulan were left in the room.

As soon as they left, Gong Yulan half leaned against the bed and took off his shoes.

Duanmu yawang couldn't help it. As soon as he turned over and lay down on Gong yulanzhi, he stuck tightly to others and kissed them, "ah, I want to die."

Gong Yulan loosened his shoes, hugged her tightly, and deepened a kiss when she was about to leave.

The two didn't separate until they were out of breath.

Smelling the smell of Gong Yulan, Duanmu yawang suddenly felt a sense of peace. He couldn't help taking a deep breath, "it's good."

"Yes."

Gong Yulan stopped her lips, pressed her head on her chest, and gently stroked her hair and back.

They haven't seen each other for several months. Peace and tranquility at this moment are particularly rare.