Chapter 812

Duanmu yawang was actually curious, "then why did you choose to make friends with me? Moreover, they all seem to be taboo." she could see that even old Shen didn't look right when he saw that she was too close to her in the pharmacy.

"Maybe I know too much and don't belong to the people who hold the temple."

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and said, "but you are also a person holding the street."

"It's different."

Snow muscle shook his head and wanted to say something, but remembered that this was the hall of delusion, so he took back the words to his mouth.

Duanmu yawang saw that she wanted to talk and stopped, and hurriedly said, "eat and talk after eating!"

"OK."

Snow muscle smiled for her tenderness.

Snow muscle people are charming and attractive. When they laugh, they hook people's soul. Duanmu looked at them and couldn't help asking, "snow muscle, do you have someone you like?"

"Cough!"

Snow muscle was frightened and choked by the rice in his mouth. He coughed red and had a thick neck.

Duanmuya looked at her and patted her on the back and poured her a glass of water: "I asked casually, how did you react so much?"

Snow muscle drank water, and it was better to slow down. She glanced at her, "well, it's scary for you to ask this."

"What's scary?"

Duanmu yawang didn't think that his eyes were floating on Xueji's face. "You just reacted so much. Is there someone you like, but you don't dare to say?"

"No."

Snow muscle was helpless, raised his hand and surrendered: "really not."

"That's just right." Duanmu yawang thought of the three excellent men in the medical system and felt that snow muscle seemed to match each one, "why don't I introduce you?"

"Poof!"

The little white deer in the medical system couldn't help laughing, "master, when did you have the hobby of being a matchmaker?"

"Just started."

Xueji was also frightened. He grabbed the chopsticks in one hand and the bowl in the other. He was stunned. "Yawang, you, you... Don't say goodbye, I, I..."

Duanmuya saw that her ear tip was all red and felt funny. Before she opened her mouth, Xueji returned to his mind first and said softly, "in fact, it's not impossible. The premise is that I can get out of the street."

"Do you want to get out of the street?"

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang was still surprised, "this, can you get away after entering?" the hall kept the secret very strictly. Xueji was the person who knew the hall and the street. How could she be allowed to get away?

"Yes."

Speaking of this, Xueji's eyes were shining, "the temple Lord said before that as long as I complete his requirements, I can make an exception to get me out of the street."

"What requirements?"

"This, can't say."

Duanmu Ya wanted to understand, but couldn't help asking, "do you know your hall Lord? I've always been curious. Is your hall Lord a man of gold and jade?"

"I think so."

Snow muscle frowned and thought for a while, "little things don't dare to say. Big things have never been said by the temple Lord."

What little thing?

Is it important to fulfill your promise?

In the eyes of the temple Lord, is this a small thing or a big thing?

Duanmu yawang frowned and thought. Xueji looked at it and grabbed the chopsticks. His voice gently reminded him, "yawang, in our house, chips and conditions are very important. If you have chips and conditions in your hand, you must hold them tightly and don't hand them over easily."

"Snow muscle, you remind me well."

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyes and thought that once the medicine for the disease list was developed, it would be given to the hall Lord. Since the hall Lord didn't agree to her two conditions, it would be better for her to hold the medicine in her own hands first.

Xueji smiled and continued to eat. He was a little excited when he thought of something: "by the way, yawang, if I really leave the street, can I play with you? I can be your entourage."

As soon as Xueji was happy, her charming face exuded almost pure color. Duanmuya looked at her face and said, "you can play at any time, but even if I'm an attendant, I don't need any attendant."

"Well, that's good."

Xueji seems to be very keen on this. He can hardly stop when he talks about it. He doesn't eat any food. He keeps asking Duanmu yawang about things outside the street, and also notes Duanmu yawang's Empire and Zhongyong palace.

"Yawang, one day, I will really find you."

Duanmu yawang didn't have time to answer, but a voice sounded behind them: "isn't she here? Where else do you need to find her?"

Temple Lord?

Hearing this sound, Duanmu yawang and Xueji both cooled their backs. Suddenly looking back, they saw that the three people in the hall's snow clothes, old Shen, didn't know when they appeared behind them.

The temple Lord looked at them with a smile.

Duanmu yawang soon calmed down. "The temple Lord has the habit of eavesdropping on others?"

"Sorry, the hall Lord doesn't really have this hobby. He just came here and listened to the sentence of snow muscle." the hall Lord glanced over Duanmu yawang and stopped on snow muscle. Snow muscle only felt that his neck was severely pinched and was about to be unable to breathe, and his fingertips clutching chopsticks were blue and white.

Snow clothes looked at the snow muscle, and there was no fluctuation in the cold fundus.

Shen Lao sighed and sighed.

The atmosphere is dead.

Duanmuya saw that Xueji's face was all white. She raised her eyes and asked the hall Lord, "what is the hall Lord looking for me?"

The hall Lord didn't answer. After staring at the snow muscle for a moment, he said a word: "roll!"

Xueji's hand shook, and the dishes and chopsticks she was carrying wanted to fall off her hand. She was busy and steady, put the dishes and chopsticks back on the table in a stiff posture, and quickly stood up and had to go.

Duanmu yawang grabbed her hand and felt that her hand was shaking badly and cold. She was obviously frightened. She looked up with a smile: "Hall Lord, it's not a gentleman to be so rude to women."

"Miss Duanmu, you are my guest. I don't want to tear my face with you." when the hall Lord said, he stared at her lukewarm, grasping Xueji's hand. Duanmu looked at her for some reason, felt a trace of oppression, and suddenly released his hand.

"Yawang, we have a chance to see you again." the moment your hand was released, Xueyi and Duanmu yawang whispered.

"OK."

As soon as she answered, the hall Lord said, "Yun Xingya, take her back to the street and let Mr. Jiang look at it. If she doesn't obey, let Mr. Jiang raise his head to see me."

"Yes!"

The cloud star arrow outside the door answered, and silently appeared in the room. The voice was cold: "snow muscle girl, I've offended."

As soon as these words fell, their figures disappeared.

"Xueji didn't tell me any secret about the hall and street. Why should the hall Lord be so angry?" Xueji should just be brought back to the street. Is it okay?

But looking at the appearance of the temple Lord, I don't think it will be so simple.

Because she really saw anger from the bottom of his eyes!

Real anger.