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The little fire beast lying on his shoulder was a little unhappy: "Master, you are too cruel."
The little fire beast flicked its tail, and its small face was full of anger: "Master, I can't bear to see the sad look of the little master just now. Since you have planned to tell the little master all this , why can't you say it face to face? You must leave a note!"
The old man shook his head, not feeling the slightest bit guilty about Little Fire Beast's questioning: "Of course it's for training."
"Training?!" Hearing this, the little fire beast became even more angry, "What is there to train like this! Besides making the little master sad, what else can the little master learn?"
The old man squinted his eyes, looked at the direction Mu Ran was going from a distance, and said deeply: "You don't understand."
The little fire beast snorted fiercely a few times.
What do you mean I don't understand? ! It's clearly the master, you have no reason to say it! Just say such a sentence casually!
Regarding the anger of the little fire beast, the old man pretended not to see it at all.
In the blink of an eye, the old man completely disappeared on the roof without a trace of breath.
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Mu Ran walked slowly step by step, with no sadness on his face.
The appearance of getting out of grief so quickly made the companion spirit a little surprised: "Ugly thing, why are you not sad so soon? Just now you were crying like a dead grandpa, but now you're all right ?¡±
Hearing this, Mu Ran laughed: "Actually, I have already discovered something wrong with him."
The companion spirit was a little surprised.
Mu Ran gritted his teeth and said: "Every time he comes back from picking herbs, he has the aroma of roast chicken! Sometimes it's other aromas!"
"Since you know, why are you still crying so sad?"
Hearing this, Mu Ran became even angrier: "It's not because that old man is so good at acting!"
Mu Ran puffed his cheeks angrily: "Every time I find something is wrong and want to ask him something, he will act like he is dying. I will be fooled every time! Every time!! !"
After listening, the accompanying spirit asked his doubts again: "Then do you also know that the hammer that your grandfather asked you to pound medicine every day, the herbs you eat every day, and the tables and benches in your house are all spirits?" Artifact? Or a high-grade spirit weapon?"
Mu Ran's footsteps stopped suddenly, and his expression was a little stiff.
"What's the matter?" Seeing him stop, Bai Heng couldn't help asking softly.
Mu Ran's pupils trembled and he raised his head. He coughed lightly and said, "Well, I remembered that I left something at home and didn't pick it up! I'll go back and get it first!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bai Heng to answer, Mu Ran ran back like crazy. While running, he drank fiercely with the companion spirit in his mind: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The Companion Spirit sneered leisurely: "So you don't know?"
The beating tone made Mu Ran's expression even more ferocious.
He ran all the way back to the small courtyard.
Mu Ran opened the door excitedly, and scanned the room inch by inch with bright eyes.
Mu Ran swallowed, his hands hanging by his sides were trembling.
I thought my family was poor, but I didn't expect I didn't expect his family to be so rich!
With a groan, Mu Ran threw himself onto the ordinary-looking table, his face pressed tightly against the mirror-like table, smiling happily.
Just when he was immersed in his fantasy of being rich, a vicious sneer sounded in his ears again: "Hahahahahahahaha¡ª¡ª"
The non-stop laughter made Mu Ran raise his head, realizing something was wrong. Frowning: "What are you laughing at?!"
The companion spirit snorted and confided: "The table you are lying on is just made of tree trunks that your grandfather picked up on the mountain. The only valuable thing among them, the only one that is really a spiritual weapon, is your daily table. A pounding hammer for pounding medicine."
Mu Ran's hands tightly gripping the table froze, and the muscles on his face twisted: "Are you kidding me?"
The companion spirit let out an "oops", pretending to be helpless and said: "I just said it casually, who knew you would believe it?"
Mu Ran's teeth itched in anger, but there was nothing he could do.
However, he also fell into doubt about the medicine hammer he said.
Mu Ran hesitated half-believingly and came to the pot where the hammer was placed.Howling out excitedly, she rolled up her sleeves to reveal her white jade arms, propped up on the table like a boy, her eyes glaring extremely dazzlingly.
In less than two days, Liu Yue's personality completely changed.
Should it be said that he is worthy of being a child of a family of generals?
The body carries the traits and character inherited from the family.
The heated discussions between the two people reached the old Duke and Bai Heng's ears directly.
The old man did not expect to hear such words from Mu Ran's mouth.
He originally thought that Mu Ran was a precocious and excessive child. Unexpectedly, there are times when his personality is so skinny.
The old Duke raised his head when he thought of something, and immediately looked at Bai Heng's expression.
Bai Heng still had that indifferent look, but there was still an inconspicuous curve at the corner of his lips.
Regarding Mu Ran's speech, there was still no surprise at all, as if he had known his character for a long time.
The wonder in the old Duke's heart became even bigger.
Why do you always feel that the Ninth Prince knows Xiaoran very well? Obviously the two of them only saw each other yesterday.
After a meal, Liu Yue learned a lot of new knowledge, and Mu Ran was satisfied after eating.
The doubts in the old Duke's heart are getting bigger and bigger, but the gratitude and appreciation for Mu Ran are more important.
Bai Heng still had that expressionless face, pale as snow.
After dinner, Bai Heng and Mu Ran sat in their carriage, while Liu Yue and Lao Guogong sat in their carriage.
Two groups of mighty people walked towards the imperial capital.
The people who were still staying in the town, after hearing that Bai Heng and Lao Guogong had both left, several people also left.
There are still a few people left, looking for spiritual fruits on the mountain.
The carriage wobbled again.
In the carriage, Mu Ran touched the slightly raised marks in his arms, and fell into a little anticipation and joy.
Bai Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aran, you"
Mu Ran was shocked, and quickly put down his hand, shook his head, with a serious expression on his face.
It seems to be saying that my expressions just now are all fake, and nothing happened.
A smile flashed in Bai Heng's eyes, but he didn't say anything.
At this moment, Mu Ran thought of other things. He asked the companion spirit: "Should I be able to practice?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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