“......”

Ning He was really wronged, he snorted, squatted in the corner and became a mushroom, Lu Duhuan didn't care much about him, after all, this person has always been a drama spirit.

To tell the truth, she was surprised that Shao Mo was willing to compromise and make a spitting saliva, hey, although this saliva is not the other saliva, isn't this water still squirting out of someone else's mouth?

No matter how you look at it, Shao Mo doesn't look like someone who can accept it and do this!

She really couldn't imagine that Shao Mo had a cold face, puffed out his cheeks, and sprayed water on Ning He's face with a "poof".

......

Lu Qianhuan looked at Shao Mo, only to see that the other party's expression was as light as water, and he didn't raise his eyelids, as if what Ning He just said had nothing to do with him.

Shao Mo felt Lu Qianhuan's eyes fall on him, his brows frowned habitually, his body tensed, and he seemed to be a little nervous, why did his senior sister keep looking at him?

"Wow, Huanhuan, what's in your sleeve?"

Ning He only saw the little duck hidden in Lu Qianhuan's sleeve now, and suddenly stopped pretending to be mushrooms, and asked in surprise.

"That's what you say......"

Lu Duhuan took the duckling out of his cuffs and held it in his hand.

Ning He leaned in and stared at the duckling, looking left and right, and from time to time touching his chin with his hand to make a thinking motion.

Shao Mo also looked at the duckling in Lu Qianhuan's hand several times with some curiosity.

Ning He observed the duckling for a quarter of an hour before he looked abrupt, and then he concluded: "Well, as far as I can observe, this is a duck!"

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

Shao Mo: "......"

Is this the conclusion you have come to after reading for most of the day?

As soon as the little duck heard Ning He say that it was a duck, he immediately exploded, and immediately said angrily: "I'm not a duck! I'm not a duck! I'm not a duck!"

Ning He stroked his chin with his hand, rubbed it twice, looked at the duckling again, squinted suspiciously, and said, "You're not a duck?"

The little duck was immediately angry when he heard this, why did he have to say that it was a duck?!

Tears began to flow in its small eyes, and it turned its head to Lu Qianhuan and cried aggrievedly: "Woo...... I'm not a duck...... He bullied me......"

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

Before she could speak, Ning He excitedly retorted: "Wow, you little duck is really a bad duck, how can you slander people? I didn't scold you, I didn't beat you, and I didn't roast you, where did I bully you? I tell you, you are going to be stewed with winter melon by ducklings like this." ”

Lu Qianhuan: "......"

actually really reasoned with a duck, cheating, worthy of you!

Shao Mo: "......"

Ning Daoyou may really have an intracranial disease, which looks much more serious than Mo Daoyou.

"I'm not a duck! I'm not!" the little duck was very angry, rubbed his small flat beak against Lu Yanhuan's slender wrist, and complained again: "Woo woo...... He bullied me!"

"Good, good, you're not a duck. You're pretty little platinum. Lu Qianhuan hurriedly reassured.

This little duck was crying so sadly, really, she was very distressed when she looked at it...... After all, this is her most expensive dress, the brocade and cloud satin of Tianfang Pavilion are knitted, this sleeve part is about to give the duck water to the golden mountain, she looks strange and heartbroken, huh, expensive!

Ning He was shocked: "What the hell?

What is Brain Platinum?

Oh, he realized!

No wonder this little duck has been denying his duck identity, I'm afraid that the brain platinum has drunk it, and he has doubts about his genes!

The corner of Lu Duhuan's mouth twitched, and explained: "It's called Little Platinum, it's not a duck, I don't know what breed it is at the moment, and it's ignorant itself, so I know that I'm not a duck." ”

The duckling put away his tears and nodded approvingly.

......

"Wait a minute, what do you say it's called??? little platinum??? hahahahaha, who took this, why don't you just call it brain platinum, maybe you can also charge an advertising fee. ”

Ning He immediately shouted, but he had a straight face, like an expressionless "haha" spirit.

Lu Qianhuan glanced at him, and then showed a kind smile: "I got it." Doesn't it sound good?"

As soon as the words fell, Ning He's laughter suddenly stuck in his throat, and he coughed violently twice.

Silently and silently, he forcibly turned around and said, "Ha...... Who's got the name? It's so nice and apt, how it fits this one...... Well...... The characteristics of this one, it is small and golden and white, perfect, it is simply a genius of naming. ”

Ning He: Nothing happened just now.jpg

Shao Mo: "......"

Lu Qianhuan was very satisfied with Ning He's performance, after all, she was a person with weak willpower and couldn't control her hands, if he didn't have restraint, then wouldn't the paper-paste friendship boat between the two of them have to capsize soon.

The two didn't struggle with the name of the duckling for too long, and Lu Duhuan also talked to Ning He and Shao Mo about her previous experience in the world in the painting.

Of course, it is the beginning and the end version, and the matter of the red-clothed sword cultivation phantom is hidden in the middle, not that she doesn't trust the two of them, but the less people know about this matter, the better, the sword technique that can be practiced to the Taixuan realm is rare in the world, and there are many cultivators, if it is accidentally leaked out, she is afraid that there will be no days for her life in the future.

Besides, she also wants to be embarrassed, if others know that she is from the palace...... Ahh

But she was a little unwilling-

What she encountered for Mao and these two goods was the faceless painting spirit body, and what she encountered was the vine monster!!

......

The three of them and one duck were in the "greedy" poison gate, Lu Duhuan and Ning He looked at the magic weapons all over the ground, and they really couldn't help it, how could they let these precious magic weapons be dusted?

The two glanced at each other, both understood each other's thoughts, and were like-minded people.

Lu Qianhuan's body moved, and the magic weapon she was standing on was all put into her storage bag.

Ning He also quickly followed her movements, and quickly put away the magic weapons around her.

After the two worked together to put away the magic weapons in the room, Lu Duhuan hesitated slightly: "Isn't it good that we have taken away all the magic weapons and not even one of them?"

Ning He also paused and hesitated: "I think, it's actually okay?"

"So be it. Lu Duhuan immediately said without any psychological burden, "Cultivators pay attention to a fate, fate is not enough, there is no need to force it, fate comes, there is no need to shirk, since this treasure took the initiative to appear in front of us, that is the opportunity given to us by God, we have nothing to repay, only if we receive it all, we will not waste God's mind, and God cannot give it, we have no choice." ”

Ning He also responded again and again.

Shao Mo "......"

It's just a matter of pretending to be these two people, and there is no way to let them talk about it, he was helpless in his heart, and glanced at Lu Duhuan funny.