The True Nature of the Ghost Doctor: The Ugly Girl Will Go Against the Sky

Duanmu Ya looked at her lips and said nothing.

However, she had to admit that she was really unwilling.

Not only was she not reconciled, but Obsidian Xuan Tie was not reconciled either.

On the night that the obsidian profound iron was taken back, she put it into the source of the spirit lake. Almost every day, she could feel that they were agitated. They seemed to be eager to merge into one. Want her to be able to use them.

Seeing Duanmu Yawang's heart in the Brahma Sutra, he continued his efforts and said: "Besides, if the obsidian mysterious iron is made by me, when the construction is almost completed, the master can help you seal part of its power and let its spirit If you are not strong enough to burn you, you can use it!"

Duanmu Ya looked at it and frowned: "Since the power can still be sealed, why didn't you say it earlier!"

"Because not everyone can seal it!" The Brahma Sutra jumped, "What is the obsidian mysterious iron, it was formed after absorbing the light of thousands of years, and no one knows how many years it has existed now, let alone no one knows. How much power is in it!"

"Such a thing, do you think it can be built by just wanting to create it? You have to know that even if my Brahma scriptures are personally launched, I can't build it for seven or forty-nine days, okay?"

"And these seven, seven and forty-nine days, do you know how much spiritual power and cultivation base it will consume me? In case I build it, the final spiritual energy is insufficient, and I am injured by it, I can easily be eaten back by it, and my soul will be destroyed. !"

Speaking of this, the Brahma Sutra was very aggrieved: "If it is built like this, do you think it will be easy to seal it? If you don't agree to deal with our master, why should we risk helping you?"

The Sanskrit scriptures crackled and talked a lot, and Duanmu Ya looked dumbfounded, completely unexpected that things would be so complicated, the more I listened, the more I heard the feeling of listening to mythological novels.

After a while, she came back to her senses and curled her eyebrows: "I want to use it, is it really so difficult?"

"Of course! Do you think it is a piece of ordinary scrap iron?" The Brahma Sutra said very irritably: "The explosive power of obsidian mysterious iron is immeasurable. Moreover, as long as there is a sun, it can absorb the sun. The essence becomes stronger again. If you don’t create it in time to seal it, it may be more troublesome in the future."

After that, he looked at Duanmu Yawang very seriously: "Also, Xiao Yawang, believe it or not, without the help of me and my master, you would never have your own spirit chain weapon in your life, let alone build a black Yao Xuan Tie? If you don't have a weapon, how will you compete with others as your opponents become stronger in the future?"

Duanmu Yawang pursed her lips and said nothing.

Indeed, she also thought of this.

In this world where the strong are respected, if she doesn't even have a weapon, what if she becomes stronger in the future?

The Brahma Sutra asked her: "Xiao Yawang, how is it, do you agree or not?"

"Want me to think about it."

Duanmuya is not stupid, she thinks things are not that simple.

If she just accompanies them to find a few things, they will not only help her be strong, but also help her build weapons and help her get in touch with the seal, she would be too cheap.

How can there be such a cheap lunch in the world?

When the Brahma Sutra heard her say this, he sighed, hugged the cane and drooped his eyelids and muttered: "The master is right, you really won't agree."

Duanmu Ya looked at it and raised her eyebrows: "Your master guessed that I wouldn't agree?"

"I guessed it early." The Brahma Sutra also felt strange, "Actually, what I said just now was what I meant by the Brahma Sutra. Since the master asked you for the first time and you didn't agree, he didn't plan to ask again, the same thing. , The master wouldn’t want to do it a second time."

"Then what did he come with you to do?" Duanmu Yawang was very angry, and when he said that, he turned his head and looked at Gong Yulan, only to find that he was no longer in his original position.

She frowned, wondering if he had already run away without a word, but her eyes saw inadvertently that someone had already been lying on her bed.

She was stunned for a moment, thinking she had an illusion, her eyes closed and opened, that person is still there!

She gritted her teeth and glared at the Brahma Sutra with a sneer, "It seems that you still don't know your master enough. Who told you that your master wouldn't do the same thing a second time?" He occupied her bed before. Now he still accounts for it!

After that, she suddenly jumped off the stool, came to the bed, and opened the quilt: "Get me up!"

Gong Yulan's nose was steady, and his eyelids didn't move.

"stand up!"

After a while, Gong Yulan lifted his eyelids, glanced at her angrily face without emotion, moved his body inwards blankly, and then closed his eyes again.

Looking at the empty place that could accommodate her, Duanmuya looked at the blue veins on her forehead jumping suddenly, gritted her teeth and asked: "You, what, what, what, what, what, what?"

The stunned Brahma returned to his senses and said: "The master meant that you can sleep together."

"Ghosts sleep with him!" Duanmu Yawang felt mad and dared to be sentimental. They came to her tonight and sighed so much. Talking about the deal is fake. What Gong Yulan really wants to do is to occupy her bed?

The Brahma Sutra blinked and made a very guilty suggestion in a low voice, "Then, why don't you go to another room to sleep?"

"Isn't this the key point?" Duanmu Yawang said annoyed: "Every morning someone brings me in to freshen up. If they find that there is an extra man in my room, do I still need my reputation?"

Although the clearer is self-clear, she doesn't matter, but she can't ignore the reputation of King Zhongyong and King Zhongyong.

Listening to the Brahma Sutra, he didn't speak any more, he slumped in a chaise longue, and closed his eyes.

Duanmu Yawang looked at him like "I'm asleep, I don't know anything." She was really mad at him, but she was helpless. After all, she was really tired today, and it was past midnight. , She must rest.

There is also a small couch in her room. She found a soft cushion in the cabinet, put it on the small couch, spread the sheets, and was taking out a quilt from the cabinet and planned to stay on the small couch for one night. When passing by the Brahma Sutra, he was found shrunken with a small body.

She rolled her eyes and threw the quilt on the small couch, then turned back to the cabinet, took a relatively small quilt, and threw it onto the chair when she passed by the Brahma Sutra.

Then, without even looking at him, he extinguished the candle and slept on the small couch.

She was too tired and soon fell asleep.

The people on the bed and on the chaise longue lifted their eyelids as she listened to her regular breathing.

The person on the bed glanced at the person on the small couch with unfathomable eyes, and then closed his eyes.

The Brahma Sutra opened his eyelids on the chaise longue, and muttered: "I have seen someone with a hard mouth and a soft heart. I have never seen one with such a hard mouth and soft heart."

As he said, he unfolded the quilt, tucked the corner of the quilt, and fell asleep.