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

Duanmu looked at her lips and said nothing.

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

Not only is she unwilling, but also Obsidian black iron.

The night she brought back the Obsidian black iron, she put it into the source of the Spirit Lake. Almost every day, she could feel them restless. They seemed to want to be one and wanted her to use them.

Seeing Duanmu yawang's heart, the Vatican Sutra made persistent efforts and said: "besides, if I help you build Obsidian black iron, when it is almost finished, you can let the master seal part of its power for you, so that its spiritual power will not burn you, so you can use it!"

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

"Because not everyone can seal it!" the Vatican Sutra jumped, "what is Obsidian black iron? It was formed by absorbing the light of the Millennium Obsidian sun. Now no one knows how many years it has existed, and no one knows how much power it contains in its body!"

"Do you think you can make such a thing if you want to make it casually? You know, even if I go out in person, I can't make it in seven or forty-nine days, okay?"

"Do you know how much spiritual power and accomplishments I will consume in these seventy-seven and forty-nine days? If I create it, I will be hurt by it. I will be easily swallowed by it and the yuan gods will be destroyed!"

At this point, the Vatican Sutra said wrongfully: "it's still so easy to build it. Do you think it will be easy to seal it? If you don't agree to make a deal with our master, why should we risk to help you?"

The Vatican Sutra crackled and said a lot. Duanmu yawang was stunned. He didn't expect that things would be so complicated. The more he listened, the more he felt like listening to mythological novels.

After a while, she recovered and frowned, "it's really so difficult for me to use it?"

"Of course! Do you think it is an ordinary scrap iron?" the Sanskrit very bad way: "the force of obsidian iron is immeasurable. Moreover, as long as there is a day in the sun, it can absorb the essence of the sun and become stronger again. If you do not build it in time, it will probably be more troublesome later."

After that, he looked at Duanmu yawang seriously: "also, xiaoyawang, believe it or not, if you don't have the help of me and my master, you can't have your own spiritual chain weapons in your life, let alone build obsidian and black iron? If you don't have any weapons, how can you compete with others as your opponent becomes stronger in the future?"

Duanmu looked at her lips and said nothing.

Indeed, she thought of it.

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

The Brahma Sutra asked her, "xiaoyawang, what's the matter? Do you agree or not?"

"Want me to think about it."

Duanmu yawang is not stupid. She doesn't think things are so simple.

If she just accompanied them to find a few things, they would not only help her to be strong, but also help her build weapons and help her contact seals. She would be too advantageous.

How can there be such a cheap lunch?

The Sutra sighed when she said this, holding a crutch and drooping his eyelids, muttered, "the master is right. You really won't agree."

Duanmuya looked and raised her eyebrows: "your master guessed that I wouldn't promise?"

"I guessed." the Brahman Sutra also felt strange. "In fact, what I said just now is what the Brahman Sutra meant. Since the master asked you for the first time and you didn't agree, he didn't intend to ask again. The master wouldn't want to do the same thing for the second time."

"Then why did he come with you?" Duanmu yawang was very angry. He turned his head and looked at Gong Yulan, but found that he was no longer in his original position.

She frowned and wondered if he had run away without saying a word, but her eyes inadvertently saw that there was a person lying on her bed.

She was stunned for a moment and thought she had an illusion. As soon as her eyes closed and opened, the man was still there!

She gritted her teeth, sneered and stared at the Sutra. "It seems that you still don't know your master well enough. Who told you that your master won't do the same thing twice?" he occupied her bed before, but now he still does!

Then she jumped down from the stool, came to the bed, opened the quilt and said, "get up!"

Gong Yulan stopped his breath and kept his eyelids still.

"Get up!"

After a while, Gong Yulan lifted her eyelids, glanced at her angry face without emotion, moved her body inward without expression, and then closed her eyes again.

Looking at the empty space, she could accommodate a place for her. Duanmu Ya looked at the green veins on her forehead, jumping abruptly, biting her teeth and asking word by word: "you, what, what, meaning, thought?"

The stunned Sanskrit Sutra came back to God and said, "master's meaning is that you can sleep together."

"The devil sleeps with him!" Duanmu yawang feels mad and brave. They come to her tonight and sigh so much. It's false to talk about the transaction. What Gong yulanzhi really wants to do is to occupy her bed?

The Sutra blinked and whispered a guilty suggestion, "then, why don't you go to another room to sleep?"

"That's not the point, okay?" duanmuya said angrily. "People send things to me every morning. If they find a man in my room, will my reputation be destroyed?"

Although it doesn't matter to her that the Qing Dynasty is self-cleaning, she can't take it seriously because it is related to the reputation of Zhongyong king and Zhongyong palace.

The Brahma Sutra listened and stopped talking. He nestled in a imperial concubine's chair and closed his eyes.

Duanmuya looked at him like "I'm asleep, I don't know anything". She was really angry. However, she had nothing to do. After all, she was really tired today. Now it was past midnight, and she had to rest.

There was also a small couch in her room. She found a cushion in the cabinet, padded it on the couch, spread the sheets, and was taking out a quilt from the cabinet. She planned to stay on the couch one night. When she passed by the Buddhist scriptures, she found that he was shivering.

She rolled her eyes, threw the quilt on the small couch, then turned back to the cabinet, took a relatively small velvet quilt, and threw it on the chair when passing by the Sanskrit Sutra.

Then without looking at him, he put out the candle and slept on the couch.

She was so tired that she soon fell asleep.

Listening to her irregular breathing, the people on the bed and the imperial concubine's chair opened their eyelids.

The man on the bed looked unfathomably at the man on the small couch and closed his eyes.

The Buddhist Scripture on the imperial concubine's chair opened her eyelids and muttered, "I've seen someone with a hard mouth and a soft heart. I've never seen someone with such a hard mouth and a soft heart."

With that, he unfolded the quilt, tucked in the quilt corner, and also slept.