The Brahma Sutra frowned: "knowing the sea space will generally choose to fade away with people's death. Xiaoyawang nearly euthanized and naobu nearly died. Knowing the sea should be to prevent himself from disappearing and pull himself away from the sea of knowing from xiaoyawang."

"Where did it go?"

Duanmu Ya looked anxiously, "Yin Huiyin is still inside! Also, all my medical machinery, western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine and all kinds of medicinal materials are also inside!"

Both Yin Huiyin and the things she brought in her last life are very important to her.

"I don't know."

The Sutra shook his head and said in a puzzled way: "however, generally speaking, when a person really dies, knowing the sea will automatically withdraw, but you don't have euthanasia. Why did knowing the sea still withdraw?"

He couldn't understand it.

"My God!"

Duanmu yawang collapsed.

For Yin Huiyin, as well as her medical machinery and various drugs.

"Is there any way to get it back?"

"It's not automatic." at this time, the hero yulanzhi lying in bed opened his eyes and lifted his slightly pale lips: "it's just recalled by its owner."

"Are we bothering you?"

Duanmu yawang hurriedly sat down by the bed, "you continue to rest. Don't worry about anything. Let's go out and discuss it."

"I'm better."

Gong Yulan stopped and stroked her worried face with his big palm.

His palm is very wide. One palm can easily hold her face.

He likes the feeling very much.

"I can't see." he likes to touch, and Duanmu yawang follows him, but: "your face hasn't changed at all." he's still very pale.

Hero yulanzhi didn't answer. He said, "don't worry. The people in the source of Linghu must be fine. They have freedom of movement. They can go out from the inside whenever they want. As for you, if you like the source of Linghu very much and don't want to give up those things, you just ask the owner of the source of Linghu to come back."

"Really? Is Yin Huiyin okay?"

"Don't believe it?"

"Believe it!" how could he lie casually?

Just, "its owner?"

Duanmu Ya was stunned and looked at the little white deer.

The little white deer blinked and understood. Seeing that Gong yulanzhi was staring at him, he was immediately frightened and hid behind huofei. His head shook like a rattle: "Don't, don't look at me, I don't know anything! Since he disappeared, I don't know where he went. I don't understand why he suddenly pulled the source of Linghu away from your sea of knowledge!"

"No one says you know."

Duanmuya was very angry when he saw that Gong yulanzhi was always like a mouse seeing a cat. "What are you afraid of?"

The little white deer pointed at his finger and pursed wrongly, "don't I think I need to explain?"

The Buddhist Scripture frowned and didn't understand: "the owner of the source of the Spirit Lake didn't stay at the source of the Spirit Lake and guard the source of the Spirit Lake well. What did he do when he went out?" and he left for half a year.

"Who knows."

The little white deer shrugged. "He won't tell me. I don't dare to ask. He will bully me when he asks."

Duanmuya saw that the hero yulanzhi hadn't slept yet. She looked at her with her eyes open and couldn't help asking, "do you know where Bai Bai's master is?"

"I don't know."

The Brahma Sutra tilted his mouth: "Xiaoya Wang, the master only knows where you are, but he won't spend his mind on others. Do you know how much power it takes to track one person all the time? If you track more people, the master will have to sleep more hours every day."

Gong Yulan stopped his eyes and narrowed: "so many words?"

“……”

The Vatican Sutra knew that his master was not willing to complain to Duanmu yawang.

But think about it, the master himself is reluctant to say a bad word. If he casually gives a bad face, how can the master bear it?

But then again, he didn't say anything bad to Xiao yawang!

Duanmu yawang didn't think there was anything bad about the Sutra, but let her know something, "you've been tracking me with your strength?"

She also wondered why every time she had something, no matter where he was, he could come in time.

"Not tracking."

Gong yulanzhi felt that the word tracking was similar to tracking. Some people didn't respect people very much and corrected: "traction."

"Traction?"

Duanmuya blinked and couldn't understand the word.

The Brahma Sutra rolled its eyes.

He felt his goose bumps fall to the ground.

No one knows his master better than him. He doesn't want to express that it's not that he tracks her, but that he has been led by her all the time?

In short, even if he was a kite, the line was always in her hand. He knew she must be at the other end of the line.

"Yes."

Duanmu Ya looked puzzled. Gong yulanzhi didn't intend to explain more, but said, "do you want to find his master?"

"Yes."

Yin Huiyin was free. She had nothing to worry about now, but she felt uneasy that those medical machines and all kinds of drugs were not around.

Now the whole person is anxious.

"Let me find it for you?"

"No."

Duanmu yawang hurriedly pressed him. "Take your time. Don't worry. You have a rest first. From now on, close your eyes and sleep."

"I'm better."

"You're not good."

Duanmuya looked at his face and said, "now sleep well, let's go out and talk back."

Gong Yulan stopped drooping his eyelids and pursed his lips.

Obviously not.

Vatican Sutra's eyelids jumped. He touched the tip of his nose and took two steps forward, pulling huofei's sleeve. "Fei Fei, let's go back to the room to study."

Fire Fei was stunned, "but we're not tired."

Moreover, he wants to continue to see his brother.

He couldn't help worrying about his brother.

“……”

The Sanskrit Sutra covers its face without words.

The little master is very clever on weekdays. What's his brother's idea now? Hasn't he seen it yet?

"What's the matter, Grandpa Sanskrit?" huofei twisted her eyebrows.

The stupid little white deer also reflected it and whispered to him: "Fei Fei, don't hinder the master and your brother. Your brother wants to get along with the master alone."

"Oh."

Huofei blushed and looked at Gong yulanzhi and Duanmu ya: "we're tired, so we'll go back and have a rest first."

With that, huofei took the little white deer out and left.

However, the Buddhist Scripture was not at ease. He took out the fairy dew and put it on the table. He charged: "Xiaoya Wang, if you have time, let the master drink more fairy dew and let him go to the turbid Qi."

"OK."

The Sanskrit Sutra said: "and..."

"Get out."

Gongyulanzhi didn't give him a chance to say more, and said coldly, "do you want me to throw you out?"

"No, my subordinates are leaving now."

The Sutra trembled and ran away.

In the room, only Duanmu yawang and gongyulan were left.

Duanmu yawang couldn't help laughing: "why is the Sanskrit always so afraid of you?"

Gongyulan didn't answer. As soon as he pulled his hand, Duanmu yawang changed from sitting to lying on his chest.

He murmured, "you sleep with me."

"OK."

Duanmuya looked and kissed his chin. He struggled to take off his shoes, but Gong yulanzhi held him tighter.

Duanmu yawang was helpless: "I take off my shoes."

As soon as she spoke, Gong Yulan turned and looked at her feet, but in the blink of an eye, the shoes on her feet took off.

Duanmu yawang immediately smiled.

However, soon, she couldn't laugh. Gong Yulan hugged her and turned over, so he pressed on her.

She felt a state that a weak person should not have.

She was stunned. "You... Huh!"

Sealed with a kiss.

This kiss has the potential to start a prairie fire.

Duanmu Ya looked soft all over. She pushed him: "you, don't you want to rest?"

"Have a rest."

"Lie, you, well, you look terrible."

"You can't see your face. You can feel it elsewhere."

“!!”

Duanmu yawang couldn't believe that this was said by Gong yulanzhi. He was a hooligan!

Gongyulan has stopped changing!

"You rascal!"

"Out of love."

When Gong Yulan stopped talking, her fingertips moved and her clothes faded.

He used his actions to tell her what it was to be in love.

Fairy, take off your clothes faster than people!

Temperature is close, Duanmu yawang has no time to resist