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

As for Duanmu Yawang, they just returned to the Zhongyong Palace in the blink of an eye.

Duanmu Yawang looked at the familiar environment in the mansion, and suddenly felt that the air was much more comfortable, took a deep breath, and smiled at Gong Yulan: "Thank you!"

The generals who came back with them were stunned, "Miss Duanmu, here is..."

"This is the Royal Palace of Zhongyong." Duanmu Yawang replied, looking at them a little apologetically, "Actually, you don't need to help me this time, I'm afraid it will hurt you."

"No problem, no problem."

It was so easy to get out of the palace, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the Zhongyong Palace. Their hearts trembled, and they looked at Gong Yulan secretly, with worship and respect in their eyes: "Miss Duanmu, there is this young man here, I'm afraid it is. The empress did not dare to touch us either."

This man was so powerful that he took them out of the palace this time. In the eyes of the queen and the others, they were quite covered by him. They would not worry that their lives would be in danger.

Duanmu Yawang glanced at Gong Yulanzhi, who was frowning and pursing her lips. He also felt that they were making sense. He smiled and said, "This matter is caused by me, so be it. I'll take you to see me later." Grandpa, let him help you arrange the follow-up things, okay?"

Several people looked at each other and were about to talk, but Duanmu Yawang saw the housekeeper coming from one side, and she hurriedly called him: "Housekeeper, come here."

"Miss?" The housekeeper was busy, and looked at a few people in armor around her, "These are..."

Duanmu Yawang briefly explained to him. The housekeeper's eyes widened when he heard. Duanmu Yawang didn't care how surprised he was, and hurriedly said: "Help me settle them, I...ah!"

Before she could finish her words, she was dragged away by the collar of her clothes.

Then, in the blink of an eye, she returned to her room.

Duanmu Ya looked at her neck and was strangled, rubbing her neck and staring at Gong Yulan with angrily: "If you have something to say, why are you dragging me?"

Gong Yulan only glanced at her eyes, pursing her lips in silence.

"Oh, how come Xiaoya hopes you and your master are back together?" At this time, the voice of the Brahma Sutra came from one side.

Duanmu Yawang was taken aback, and went to see him sleeping in the wide chair last night, still covered with the sheet, with sleepy eyes.

"Why did you fall asleep again?" Duanmu Yawang said in an angry tone.

"Isn't it because the master has been away for too long?" The scriptures rubbed his eyes. "The master will disappear without saying a word, and he won't take me. With my ability, how can I catch up with the master, cook and lie down? I waited, but fell asleep unexpectedly."

Duanmu Yawang frowned when she heard it, glanced at Gong Yulanzhi with a cold face, and asked the Brahma Sutra: "By the way, what are you looking for me for?"

"Isn't it because your house smells of blood that belongs to you?" The father-in-law jumped out of the big chair anger, walked to a stool next to Duanmu Yawang and sat down, secretly glanced at the expressionless Gong Yulanzhi. , "As soon as I came in, I thought something was wrong with you! As a result, the master disappeared as soon as I turned around."

He was really taken aback at the beginning, until he couldn't figure out where he was going, and now he saw him coming back with her, he understood.

He is looking for her.

Duan Muya listened and was taken aback. Could it be that Gong Yulan thought she was in an accident, so he went to her specially?

Thinking about this, she looked at him and was about to speak, and he said to her: "Let's go."

"Go?" Duanmu Yawang was dizzy, didn't she just return to the room, "Where are we going again?"

Gong Yulan didn't answer her, turned around and left.

"Don't be stunned." The Brahma Sutra jumped off the stool and pulled her jacket, "Let's go cultivating together!"

"Where to practice?" Duanmu Yawang was a little curious.

"Of course, I went to the cleanest and most spiritual place to practice." After the Sanskrit scriptures were finished, before Duanmu Yawang could react, he dragged her to another place.

That place seems to be a very low-lying place, but the sun is very abundant, the trees are lush, the flowers and plants are fragrant. The most strange thing is that there seems to be an iceberg not far away, and the air is very pure and fresh. As long as it is a cultivator, come in. I will feel very enjoyable here.

"Where is this place?" She took a deep breath and found that the atmosphere here was so clean that people were intoxicated.

"As a citizen of the Celestial Empire, you don't know what place this is. How do I know?" The Brahma Sutra said in a very irritating way: "It was my master who discovered that this is the cleanest place in the Celestial Empire. That's why Come here to practice."

Duanmu Yawang blinked, oh, before she could speak, the flowers and trees around her were blown by a gust of wind, and she was blown forward a few steps.

She hugged one of the big trees hurriedly before she managed to stabilize herself: "Where is the wind so strong?"

"Where is the wind, it's the master who is cultivating." The Brahma Sutra was barely able to stand still, but the hem of his clothes was blown up and his entire face was covered.

"Huh?" Duanmu Yawang was stunned for a moment, looked left and then again, "Where is your master? No one is there!"

"The master does not love to disturb people when he is practicing, nor does he practice on the hillside where we are." The wind was too loud, and the words of the Brahma Sutra became a lot louder, "In order not to disturb him, let's practice here!"

With that said, he didn't care about Duanmu Yawang, he stabilized his mind, entered concentration and began to practice.

Duanmu Yawang was still hugging the thick tree trunk tightly, his eyes widened, Gong Yulan stopped him cultivating on another mountain, why is this mountain and other mountain winds so strong?

He was not a Fengshen, but he was cultivating, and he felt like he would blow over a few mountains.

"Hey……"

"To shut up."

It was not the Sanskrit scripture that said these two words, but Gong Yulanzhi.

Duanmu Yawang blinked, took a stunned look, looked around, but didn't see him.

However, she was sure that he was talking to her.

She wanted to ask about the Brahma Sutra, but the Brahma Sutra had already begun to practice. She didn't want to bother him rashly, so she didn't ask, so she secretly got her luck, restrained her breath and forced herself to enter concentration and start cultivating.

Perhaps this place is too aura. Facing a strong wind, Duanmu Yawang has only practiced for an hour, and he feels that he has gained a lot, and he always feels that he is about to break through the sixth rank!

She was thinking like this, and Gong Yulan's cold voice sounded from one side, "Don't get overwhelmed and continue to practice seriously."

The sound almost rang from behind her, Duanmu Yawang was taken aback, opened her eyes hurriedly, turned her head, and saw Gong Yulan sitting cross-legged behind her for some time, pursing her lips and looking at her coldly. .