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"Am I not right?" Xu found it amusing, and Twilight asked deliberately, she wanted to see the little boy's embarrassed appearance.

"Yes." Leng Er said categorically. He had no objection to this question.

The master's words are always right.

"It's boring." Twilight put down the teacup and stopped tasting the tea.

If you follow the taste of ordinary blood people, the taste of tea is really good. The taste of blood is fresh and mellow. Dan mouth tongue, soft and delicate, is the top grade of tea in blood tea.

This kind of thing might not be a problem for most BloodClans. However, Twilight's taste has been fed by Yue Chengcheng, and after taking a sip, it feels average, and there is no interest in drinking tea anymore.

On the contrary, she wants to do one thing more now: to appreciate the little boy who is far away in the sky and close in front of her.

"What's your last name?" Bored of waiting, Twilight asked.

She was really a little curious about the little boy, not only wanting to know the name, but also the surname.

"Miss Hui, Leng Er is from the Chang family." Chang Leng'er said.

"That's a good name. If you are singled out by your sect master? Twilight said, feeling dangerous. If Chang Leng'er reported her words to Chang Xi, she would have to coax her for a while.

"Miss, Leng Er is the son of the head of the family. The blood clan people have been different since childhood, and the housewife thinks about her brother's future, so she rewarded Leng Er with some family wealth, so that Leng Er can find another way. When Chang Leng'er mentioned the past, her expression was calm, as if she was narrating the experience of a stranger.

Whether it's joy or sadness, there's nothing special about it.

"I see. So how did you meet him? Twilight thought about it for a while, and probably could expect Chang Leng'er's tragic experience in the past.

The so-called 'finding another way' is just another way to leave one's homeland and fend for oneself, a beautiful embellishment.

And the warmth and coldness of the people mixed in it are the secrets hidden deep in the heart of the little boy, and perhaps, he never wants to mention it again.

"Leng'er was sick, and later met the sect master and was picked up by the sect master." Chang Leng'er said truthfully, and a flash of light flashed in her plain eyes. It is only when he mentions those years that his emotions fluctuate and he is deeply grateful for his past acquaintances.

"It's been more than two thousand years...... "Twilight Gu muttered to herself, suddenly remembering something else, Ying Ting's brow furrowed, "Have you ever met my parents?" Or did you follow Chang Xi's side and meet it by chance? ”

Little is known about the parents.

Ever since she was a child, her name has always been called 'Gaia' and has never changed.

If that incident hadn't happened thousands of years ago, she wouldn't have changed her name and officially become 'Twilight'.

Sometimes, Twilight will also think of some old things, and can't help but think about the people in the old things, the things in the old things, and the many past things that happened in the old things.

She wanted to find out, but unfortunately, there were always waves of unevenness, and there was no free time.

Chang Leng'er was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then shook her head, "Miss, Leng Er has never met your parents, I'm very sorry." ”

"It's okay." She's just asking.

"Yes." Chang Leng'er closed her lips tightly, and her upright figure was straight, like sitting on pins and needles. His expression was unnatural, as if he was trying to hide something.

"You're nervous?" Twilight noticed his nervousness, and asked directly.

"Yes." Chang Leng'er replied subconsciously, looking at a loss and even more tense.

He has something to hide, but it is the first time he has hidden it, and he is not used to it.

"Forget it, drink tea." Twilight picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly.

She wasn't going to ask.

Maybe there are some things that should be asked of other people, because those people are people who understand, such as Chang Xi......

"Yes, miss." Chang Leng'er didn't dare to slack off, and drank half a cup of blood tea sideways to show respect.

After the morning, the sun shines through the windows with a layer of mist, spreading a bright light.

The tea shop opened at 12 o'clock, from morning to noon, welcoming many gossiping tea customers.

The tea guests sat together in twos and threes, chatting about some recent things that had happened in the city.

Among them, three women, all dressed as soldiers, walked up to the second floor with tired looks, as if they had just changed shifts and could go back to rest.

But I don't know why, a few people actually met together for tea and didn't go home to rest.

After the three female soldiers went upstairs, they didn't deliberately hide anything, but just chose a quieter place to sit down.

The owner of the tea shop brought the blood tea upstairs, the fragrance of the tea was lighter, and it was a little fresh, far worse than the blood tea for Twilight.

Of course, the taste is different, and the price is extremely affordable.

After the three female soldiers took the tea tray, they let the tea shop owner go down. They first drank a few sips of blood tea to satisfy their taste buds, and then they each filled a cup and drank it slowly, chatting about something that others couldn't understand.

"Well," one of the female soldiers sighed first, "what now?" ”

"What can I do? A dead horse should be a live horse doctor. Didn't you see that Miss Wu was looking for a doctor? Another female soldier accosted, speaking in a disapproving and disdainful tone.

The third woman shook her head and said, "In my opinion, hang." The illness of the acting city lord is an incurable disease, and even Doctor Mo can't see what the disease is, so what's the use of finding other doctors? ”

"Not necessarily. I've heard people say that some of the symptoms are really so strange that you can only see them when you walk in the mountains. The first woman said matter-of-factly.

"No, it won't. The folk medical skills are higher than the medical skills of our Dr. Mo? The third female soldier couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's not high, everyone has their own strengths." It is very likely that the first female soldier heard something about it, so no matter what others asked, she always had reservations.

On the tea table near the window, a fragrant teapot glows with weak wisps of tea smoke.

Twilight and Chang Leng'er didn't say a word, and listened carefully.

They were all people who were not good at torture and attack, so they could only take this opportunity to find out a thing or two from the mouths of the three female soldiers.

After hearing a few words, Twilight couldn't help but feel funny.

The girl who discusses folk medicine, you came to advertise for them, right?

Jianghu Langzhong? The superb medical skills of the young lady of the Mo family? Genuine or miscellaneous? It's so infectious.

Chang Leng'er didn't know what Du Li was laughing at, and said coldly: "Talking about the master behind your back is equivalent to a capital crime." ”

He despised these female soldiers very much, and when it was time to get off work, he should shut up and stop discussing it, so as not to leak the news.

However, the three women did not seem to have such a habit, and after a short period of fatigue, they chose to come out and relax. Unfortunately, their words were heard by Twilight and Chang Leng'er.