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Master gave me life

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    Seeing Chu Wanning turning his head, Hua Binan seemed to have a smile in his eyes. He stretched out a white and delicate hand from under the wide blue silk robe sleeve, and spread it out softly, signaling Chu Wanning  The brocade box in front of my subordinates.

    Chu Wanning nodded, and said to the dumb servant: "Thank you."

    Seeing that he put away the box, the dumb servant bowed lowly again, and went back to his master.

    Xue Zhengyi said in surprise: "Yuheng, do you know the master of cold scales?"

    "I don't know." Chu Wanning looked at the box in front of him, "If you know me, you don't need to spend two and a half million gold in Xuanyuanhui to buy his tapir fragrance."

    "Then why did he give you this?"

    "I don't know either." Chu Wanning said, "Open it and have a look."

    The brocade box was opened, and there were five bottles of warm-colored tapir fragrance and a letter neatly packed inside.

    Chu Wanning opened it and read it. The content of the letter was simple. He said that he knew that Master Chu paid a high price for the dew in Xuanyuan Pavilion. He felt that the tapir dew was not worth the price. He always wanted to offer five more bottles, but he never had the chance  Meet the master, now Lingshan for a while, get this good fate, I hope you will accept it.

    Xue Zhengyi immediately said: "I think he wants to make friends with you."

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    If you don't accept this kind of gift, it will be an insult to the other party. Chu Wanning thanked Hua Binan from a distance, but handed over the brocade box to Xue Zhengyi.

    Xue Zhengyong happily said: "Give it to me?"

    "to Elder Greedy Wolf." Chu Wanning said, "I always feel that this Hua Binan is a bit strange. Xuanyuan Pavilion sells so many high-priced medicines for him every year, which are all inflated. Does he compensate them one by one?  ?¡±

    Xue Zhengyi muttered: "I don't think it's surprising. After all, there are high prices, and they are as ridiculously high as you. This is the first time I heard of them."

    Chu Wanning's face was full of anger, and said: "It's just what you need, what's outrageous. In short, you gave all these five bottles to Tanlang. I think there should be no poison here, but let Tanlang learn  The preparation method of some tapir fragrance is not considered a waste."

    "You don't need it anymore?"

    "I¡­¡­"

    It's strange to say that those absurd and incomparably real dreams have become less and less recently. Except for the few days when I just came out of Confucianism, I occasionally dreamed of some fragmented scenes, and the rest of the nights were good dreams.

    Drinking Tapir Fragrance Dew is also a waste of money, Chu Wanning feels that there is no need to keep such a good potion.

    Lingshan stayed for two or three days, and when he returned to the summit of death and life, Mo Ran was gone.

    Xue Meng said: "Go to eliminate the demon."

    There was a thin mark between Chu Wanning's eyebrows: "Another monster? It's the nineteenth one this month."

    "They all ran out of the Confucianism Men's Golden Drum Tower." Xue Meng sighed, "I caught a lot of them and locked them in our Tongtian Tower, but the Tongtian Tower is no smaller than the Golden Drum Tower.  It is not as powerful as the Confucianism School, if this continues, I am afraid that the tower will not be able to stand it."

    Xue Zhengyong said: "Next time Li Wuxin will come again, let him take a little to Bitan Villa, and keep it in his Holy Spirit Tower."

    Xue Meng smiled: "This is also a good idea."

    Xue Zhengyong said: "Lonely Moon Night can also be divided, I heard that their Star Picking Tower is a circle bigger than the Golden Drum Tower of Confucianism"

    This time Xue Meng was unwilling, raised his dark eyebrows, and said angrily: "No!"

    "What's wrong?"

    "I don't like that ginger dog. He hates him very much. I don't want to give him the monster caught by my sect even if the Tongtian Tower is broken!"

    Chu Wanning shook his head, unwilling to listen to their father and son yelling, so he left first.

    He went back to the waterside pavilion and took a nap, and it really was a good night's sleep again, no old dreams disturbed, when he woke up, the setting sun was already like blood, the night filled most of the sky, only a trace of sunset blood remained in the sky.

    At this time, Meng Potang was out of food, but he was a little hungry, so he packed up his clothes, opened the door and went out, planning to take a tour of Wuchang Town and have some snacks.

    It turned out that I happened to see the ink burning and returning from the demon, walking on the long bluestone steps leading to the red lotus water pavilion.

    Seeing him, Mo Ran smiled: "Master, I heard that Uncle said you were sleeping, and I just wanted to wake you up."

    "Is there something wrong?"

    "It's okay." He said, "I just want to come to you and walk together."

    It's really a coincidence that Chu Wanning felt a little joy because of the coincidence between them. In the affection, a little bit of congeniality is worthy of people's comfort.

    "Where are you going?"

    But they asked at the same time.

    Chu WanningBetween the fingers, there is a little sweat.

    I was thinking about how to answer, but my hand was held by Mo Ran. Whether his slight trembling, slight heat, or slight sweat stains, they all fell into Mo Ran without any cover.  hands.

    Mo Ran looked at him, and for a long while, his Adam's apple moved: "Master, I, I want to be with you"

    The words came to my lips, but I couldn't say them, but my heart was numb and throbbing, and I couldn't swallow them.

    At the end, his dark eyes were moist and hot, and in a word, he spoke eagerly and reservedly, cryptically and intimately, and he whispered: "I meanthe rain is too heavy, don't go back to the sect tonight, Lu  If you go that far, you'll catch a cold."

    Chu Wanning didn't react, and said for a moment, "I'm not cold."

    "Then are you hot?"

    "I'm not hot either"

    Mo Ran's breathing was hot, and his chest heaved. Before Chu Wanning could answer, he held his hand, pressed it against his beating heart, and whispered, "I'm hot."

    The rain beats the duckweed.

    But Chu Wanning saw the fire in his eyes, saw the melt flow and Zhongxia.

    The young man was almost pitifully anxious, yet lovely.

    His voice was a little hoarse: "Let's go to the nearest inn, shall we? Let's go now." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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