However, Wen Yue quickly withdrew the emotion on her face.
He kept a gentle smile: "Then, brother, brother, will I go to see you tomorrow?"
"Not good, not good!" Mu Ran raised his head with a strong desire to survive, and swallowed the fried potatoes in his mouth, "I want to retreat, the kind that won't come out for about ten years."
"Shutshut?" Wen Yue's forehead twitched twice, and she almost couldn't hold back the eruption of the volcano on the spot.
A seven-year-old brat, what kind of test is it?
The repressed anger in Wen Yue's eyes was about to burst out, and Mu Ran quickly said, "Of course! I make alchemy with medicine! The Yan pill that Tuzi eats is made by me."
"Yan Dan?" Wen Yue thought to herself.
Yan Dan is not an ordinary medicine. It takes a lot of mental power to refine such a medicine, and it is also very demanding for the control of fire.
Such a elixir, even junior sister Ling'er could not refine it.
Such a little beggar was actually refined?
Wen Yue's eyes flickered, clearly disbelieving.
From the beginning to the end, he never thought that the little white dog transformed by 527 could talk because of the elixir refined by Mu Ran.
He thought it was Su Huaian who enlightened it.
After all, a dog that has not opened up its intelligence, no matter how much it speaks, it cannot be so clear.
After all, Wen Yue still didn't believe it, but she just praised with a half-hearted smile: "Your brother is really amazing."
Mu Ran snorted softly, lowered his head and continued to eat his own food.
Anyway, he said what he said. As for whether he believes it or not, that is his business.
Seeing that Mu Ran failed in the strategy, Wen Yue could only look at Su Huai'an: "Minqing Immortal"
Just as he called out his title, Su Huaian also said like Mu Ran: "This deity also needs to retreat."
Wen Yue clenched his fists as the editor saluted, and the veins on the back of his hands exploded.
He gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and hid the emotion on his face: "Really, that's really unfortunate."
Su Huaian didn't even pay attention to him, just sat on one side, watching Mu Ran eat quietly.
Mu Ran's face was stained with rice grains.
Su Huaian's heart moved, and he gently wiped the rice grains off his face.
When the two of them ate and looked at it, they really looked like a family.
Wen Yue said in a deep voice, "Since that's the case, then I won't bother Minqing Xianzun."
After finishing speaking, Wen Yan turned around and jumped out of the window, and Yu Jianfei left.
His back was in a hurry.
At this time, Mu Ran also hurriedly finished his meal.
Su Huaian hugged Mu Ran, and Mu Ran left the inn with the little white dog in his arms.
If Muran said that the retreat is for perfunctory, then Su Huaian's retreat is real.
After hitting the mountain peak, Su Huai'an directly took off the ring from his hand and handed it to Mu Ran: "This is the mustard space of the deity, and there are everything in it.
You can take things out as you like.
During the period when the deity is not around, take good care of yourself. "
Su Huai'an didn't have much expression on his face, but his words made Mu Ran understand that he might be in seclusion for a long time this time.
"Yes, Master." Mu Ran couldn't help but feel a little heavy.
"That's right." Su Huaian thought of something, moved his hand slightly, and took out a shirt as white as his from the mustard interspatial bag hanging on his waist.
"Put it on."
When the clothes were handed to her eyes, Mu Ran choked, and the heavy grief just dissipated immediately.
Mu Ran;A lover is worthy of being a lover, no matter how many worlds and personalities he has changed, in some respects, they are all surprisingly the same. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com