Chapter 1820

Duanmu yawang led the man in the direction of the hall, took the little white deer by the hand, and said angrily, "you can restrain yourself. It's someone else's house."

"You asked me to come. I have many things to do. I came all the way. I'm not happy. I'm angry and want to vent. What's the matter?"

Then he pulled the hair of the little white deer's forehead.

The little white deer cried out in pain. He was bullied and wanted to cry, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Duanmu yawang had to pull him aside to keep the boy from provoking him.

The boy snorted, "you're protecting this heartless."

"I, I have a heart." the little white deer shriveled his mouth and was extremely wronged.

"Yes, it's just that you have a heart for others." the young man sneered, "how long have you been at the source of Linghu lake and how long have you been out? Unexpectedly, you forget who is your real master so soon."

The little white deer opened his mouth. Before he opened his mouth, Duanmu yawang didn't have a good way: "well, it's enough to intimidate him many times when you come."

"How can I say enough? I used to bully and cry. Now I have a backer. I haven't cried a few times."

"..." dare you bully people and cry?

What are these quirks?

The little white deer listened, but he really wanted to cry.

I think it's good to cry. At least I won't be bullied again.

Duanmu yawang patted his head: "dare you cry for me casually?"

The little white deer shed tears.

OK, this master wants him to cry, but the other master won't let him.

Why is his life so difficult?

Seeing that the little white deer stopped crying again, the boy snorted and looked at Duanmu Ya and said, "I still listen to you."

"Jealousy?"

"Jealous fart!" the boy was unhappy for a moment. "You overestimate him and yourself."

"Oh."

Duanmu Ya looked and shrugged. While talking, they had come to the hall.

There are servants waiting inside. The boy sits down and the servants serve like tea.

However, the tea just brought down was pushed aside by the boy, "I don't drink the tea boiled here."

“……”

Duanmu yawang's face was black. "Customers can understand with the Lord?"

"I don't want to understand."

The young man's face was darker than her. When he said this, he took off a heaven and earth bag around his waist, stretched out his hand to wipe it inside, and then unexpectedly brought out two buckets of water.

The servants on one side were stunned.

Duanmu yawang was also silly, "you..."

"This is the spirit water of the source of the Spirit Lake."

But the young man was deeply proud. He smiled and said to the lower man on one side, "go to the kitchen and let them cook for me with these two buckets of water. All the ingredients can only be cooked after they have been washed with these two buckets of water. In addition, they also use these two buckets of water to make tea."

The servant looked at Duanmu Ya for help.

Duanmu yawang didn't speak yet. The boy touched his chin and said to himself, "I want to eat so much. These two buckets of water are not enough to wash vegetables."

Then he lifted a few buckets of water from the heaven and earth bag.

There were five or six buckets of water in the hall.

“……”

Duanmu yawang took a deep breath and couldn't say anything.

The little white deer is used to it.

The boy said to several people, "what are you doing? Take the water to the kitchen."

"This is Lingshui!"

Duanmu yawang couldn't bear it. "How can you cook with Lingshui?" what a waste!

Many people can't ask for a little spiritual water!

"What's there? The most important thing that the source of Linghu Lake needs is Lingshui." the young man hummed gently, and then said to several people: "these water, the rest of the boiled food, will be given to you."

"Ah?"

Several people looked at each other. What did they want his water to do?

Is this spirit water different from ordinary water?

Aren't they all drinks?

Weird.

Duanmu Ya looked at naoren and felt hurt. She waved to those people: "just go to the kitchen with water." it was the person she called. If the other party's house caused trouble, she would personally compensate the lower house at that time.

"Yes."

Several servants went out with a bucket of water.

Duanmuya sighed with relief and frowned, "this is someone else's residence. You're too naughty."

The young man shrugged and disapproved: "I heard that... Gong yulanzhi came too. I can't compare with him in terms of trouble. You can serve him. You're impatient with my little trouble? You seem to have a little differential treatment."

Duanmu yawang sneered: "Gong Yulan has been here for a few days, but he hasn't had a meal in Fang's house."

The boy frowned: "you are too stingy."

"He doesn't want to eat."

"That's right." the boy nodded seriously. "The world is turbid and the water quality stinks. It's really difficult to swallow."

"The water in this world is clear, where does it stink?" the water in this world is clear and natural, sweet and crisp. It's much better than the water in her previous life. He actually dislikes three and four!

"You are human, how can you understand."

The boy waved his hand and looked like he didn't want to argue with ignorant people.

"..." Duanmu yawang's head is blue and protruding.

I really want to slap this man. What's going on?

"Well, let's get down to business." the young man looked down solemnly and looked down at Duanmu ya: "say, you called me for the source of Linghu lake?"

"That's right."

Duanmu Ya looked and nodded. "Gong Yulan said that you recalled the source of Linghu, right?"

"That's right."

The teenager shrugged. "The source of the Spirit Lake needs to survive in the world with spiritual knowledge. Once stored in the sea of knowledge of a dead person, it will only become a dead lake. It's useless. Don't blame me. I can't watch the source of the Spirit Lake disappear?"

"I'm fine now. Can the source of Linghu come back?"

The boy raised his eyebrows and looked at her without talking.

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyelids and jumped, "is it OK or not?"

The teenager didn't answer and asked her, "what's the taste of euthanasia?"

Duanmu Ya looked and frowned, "how do you know this?"

"Your friend said."

friend?

Duanmu looked up and asked, "Yin Huiyin?"

"Yes."

"Where is he now?"

"Of course it's in the source of the Spirit Lake." the boy shrugged, "but I blocked the source of the Spirit Lake. He can't go in and out at will."

"Is he okay?"

The young man was dissatisfied: "the source of my spiritual lake is full of aura. His cultivation is improving day by day. How can something happen?"

Duanmu yawang was relieved. He thought of something and asked, "where is the source of Linghu now?"

The boy didn't answer and asked with a smile, "why, do you want to go back?"

"Of course."

Don't want to go back. Why did she ask the little white deer to contact him?

"If you want to go back, it's not no problem, just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that I'm not happy." the boy held his chest in his hands and swayed with his legs crossed. "You have to find a way to make me happy first."

“……”

"Why, don't you like it?"

Duanmu yawang took a deep breath: "how can you be happy?"

The boy spread his hand: "who knows!"

Duanmuya looked at him and suddenly asked, "are you still a child, or I'll take you to the GouLan courtyard building?"

The boy frowned, "what's that?"

The little white deer was stunned and trilled, "isn't that the land of flowers and willows?"

"Huh?"

The young man gritted his teeth and stared coldly at Duanmu yawang: "who am I? What do you think of me!"

"If you're not interested, forget it." Duanmu yawang shrugged. "I think people of your age are more curious about some things."

The boy smiled angrily, stared at Duanmu and said, "you shameless woman, Emperor... How can Gong yulanzhi like you?"

"I'm sorry," Duanmu yawang said proudly, "he loves me."

"Oh!"

The boy sneered and clenched his teeth: "it won't be long before you will be abandoned! He certainly doesn't know your true face!"

"Oh."

Duanmu yawang bared his teeth and smiled at him.

"... ugly!" the boy was so angry that he exploded in place.

Duanmuya looked at him with her eyelids hanging and her face supporting. She was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The little white deer whispered to her, "master, you can't make him unhappy. What if he really doesn't return the source of Linghu lake?"

Duanmu Ya looked at her frown. When she was thinking about what to do, the boy's eyes rolled around a few times and suddenly opened his mouth: "do you really take me to those places?"