The thirtieth dragon scale (18)

When the little monster found that Master Wei Ting saw him again, although he couldn't be so kind, he was not so cold that he had goose bumps. Even when she asked him, he would answer one by one - although it was short and terrible.

Linglong asked Wei Ting: "Did your master take the wrong medicine?"

Wei Ting dared not say bad things about his master. Alas, he is so pitiful. It would be fine if he had no place to live before. Now he can stay in the princess's mansion openly and is punished by his master to not sleep every day. Wei Ting no longer remembers how long it took for him to close his eyes. He thought that this time his master's punishment was very light, and he was punished not to sleep. It was simply spring-like warmth compared to the past in the farmhouse.

But he forgot that it was his master, not a charity person.

Wei Ting was punished to stand honestly at first, but later she was so sleepy that she dozed off secretly. Although she could only sleep for a while, it was better than not sleeping. But who would have thought that his master was so angry that he could not tolerate sand. Seeing that he dared to be lazy and slippery, he fed him medicine. As for what medicine was, Wei Ting didn't know. Anyway, after taking it, he was so sleepy that he was extremely excited, and his eyes were staring like copper bells, but he couldn't sleep.

Look at Linglong again. Her little face was red and tender, just like a boiled egg white that had just been peeled. It was like eating and sleeping well. Wei Ting was so envious that he didn't dare to beg for mercy with his master. At this moment, he heard Linglong ask him if his master had taken the wrong medicine. He didn't dare to answer, but he was always slandered: Did the master take the wrong medicine just happen today?! Hasn't he always been so perverted and ruthless?

From returning to the Immortal Villa to the panic and coming to the capital with the stolen medicine, Wei Ting hasn't slept for a few good nights. He was already in a bad mood, but at this time his master deliberately punished him in this seemingly gentle but actually cruel way. Wei Ting felt very distressed. He sighed and said to Linglong: "Now do you know how good I am? Compared with my master, I have a lot of human feelings."

"You always call me Master. I can't call me that too, right? What's your Master's name?"

Wei Ting was stunned.

"My master...is my master."

Linglong looked at him in disbelief: "You don't know what your master's name is?"

"Of course I know!" Due to face, Wei Ting chose to refute immediately, and then defended himself quietly, "It's that... I've been doing a long time, and I don't have a good memory. I forgot it. It's not normal! I can't just call my master's name regardless of my superiority, right? Those people in the world dared not. They all called me the master's owner, as for the servants in the village..."

They are all mute, they can't even say anything, and it's even more impossible to call their names.

So Wei Ting also began to think about this question, what is his master's name?

"I want to know what my name is, so I won't ask me, what does he do?"

The voice was as cold as jade, and it sounded as nice to fall on the ground. Wei Ting immediately clamped his tail and continued to face the wall honestly. Linglong did not feel embarrassed about being caught by someone. Instead, he turned around and looked at the other party, "I asked, will you tell me?"

He glanced at Wei Ting, who pretended to be honest and had his ears erect, and the man said lightly: "Follow me, I will tell you."

Linglong immediately threw Wei Ting out of the sky and followed him. Wei Ting, I have never heard of him and I don’t know him.

As soon as she entered the room, her eyes lit up because she saw the shiny gadgets piled up in the white jade plate on the table. Many of them were played with, but she put a lot of things on her hands after playing with them, and sometimes she couldn't remember them. It was the gadgets on the bed last night that were packed up and placed on the table.

Linglong regained her enthusiasm for them and picked up a little rabbit made of gold. The gold was specially selected for soft gold. The little rabbit was made vividly. It was a gadget sent by the eldest princess to find for Linglong. Because she liked it very much, she always had brighter toys to attract her attention.

Seeing the little girl holding a rabbit and sitting at the table having fun, she was not at all reserved and nervous, and was not afraid of him at all, the man thought, this was such a real little monster. Fortunately, she was from a good background and her family had the ability to protect her, otherwise she would be extremely fragile and easy to dissipate in such a world.

"Ah, by the way, what's your name?" Linglong pinched the little rabbit and remembered the reason why he followed in, "My name is Linglong, you should know this, Linglong, the clear and transparent Linglong."

The man said, "Qi Li."

He dipped his slender fingertips into tea, wrote down his name on the table, Linglong leaned over and looked at it, praising him, "It sounds pretty, but why doesn't Wei Ting know your name?"

"Is there any rule in the world that a master tells his disciples about his family?" Qi Li asked.

Wei Ting didn't ask himself, would he want him, the master, to catch him and tell him to take the initiative to tell him?

Linglong pouted, hugged the white jade plate and hugged it in her arms: "These are my toys, I want to take them all, don't make any bad thoughts."

There are gold, silver and treasures in the Immortal Villa. Qi Li doesn’t like her gadgets at all. No matter how exquisitely it is, it is not worth much money. Just looking at the little girl’s guarded expression, she said, “I have something much more beautiful than them. Who wants to think about your toys?”

Linglong automatically ignored the expensiveness behind, only noticed the keyword "bright", and asked expectantly: "How bright is it?"

Qi Li took out a small brocade box from the cuff. Judging from the appearance, the brocade box is about the same size as Linglong usually uses to hold jewelry, and there is no sign of anything strange about it. However, when Qi Li opened it, Linglong said.

The small brocade box was not gold, silver and jade, nor was it a treasure, but a petite, snow-white flower bud that emitted hazy light.

Linglong felt it was a bit like the slight light of a desk lamp, but it was indeed a flower. And after the brocade box was opened, there was a moving fragrance, which made people feel comfortable in body and mind. There was also a piece of black and red colored soil at the bottom of the brocade box, and the small flower buds grew on it, making it look very cute.

Linglong fell in love with her immediately and asked Qi Li: "I want it, I can exchange something else for you."

She always likes the things she likes and must get them, but she basically won't rob it unreasonably unless it belongs to her.

Qi Li slowly closed the little brocade box in front of her. Seeing the little girl's expression from expectation to loss, he whispered: "You promise me something, I can consider giving it to you."

I thought the little girl would nod immediately, but who knew she showed a contemptuous expression: "Don't try to coax me, so I won't be sold by you and count the money for you. Do you want to use it to offset the ointment you owe me? That won't be true. I'm a person who eats everything, but I won't suffer any loss."

Her words made people who don’t like her must think that she was arrogant and selfish when they saw her, but when they saw her, they just felt that she was straightforward and cute and not pretentious when they saw her.

There is one thing, one thing, two things, and right and wrong are clearly distinguished from black and white.

"Don't worry, it's another requirement."

"Okay then." Linglong stretched out her hand.

Qi Li saw this little hand last night. He was white and tender. At this moment, he spread his palms upwards and looked even more small and cute. I am afraid that his brocade box is bigger than hers.

He did not feel sorry for him, and put the brocade box containing the precious buds into her little hand, "Support it well."

"Do you still want to raise it?" The little monster immediately returned like he had a hot potato. "No, no, I don't want to raise it. I think it's troublesome. Unless you raise it for me, I will play with it every day."

Qi Li looked at her with a little disbelief: "Do you know what this is?"

"I don't know!" He was confident.

"This flower is called the Immortal Flower, which is the origin of the Immortal Villa badge. There is only one in the world. It is rumored that eating this flower fruit can be immortalized by all poisons. Are you sure you don't want it?"

I personally know the magic of this immortal flower, and I am afraid that I will get it even if I steal it, but she said lightly that she didn't want it.

"So what?" Linglong asked, "I don't cherish it even if there is poison, so what can I do if I have it?"

Qi Li was stunned.

"I heard from my mother that when she was very young, she heard the story of Immortal Villa and the rumors about you in the world. Why are you still so young until now? It doesn't seem much bigger than Wei Ting, but Wei Ting said that you raised it. Even if you have the skills to keep your face, you can't do this, right? Hey, hey, you're not a monster, right?"

When asked later, Linglong was excited. Will there be monsters in this kind of world? That is really interesting!

Qi Li couldn't understand what her little head was thinking in a wild way, so he had to stretch out a index finger, poke her soft and tender face, and push her closer and closer a little further away. "Of course not."

"Then why can you live to this young age? Did you eat the immortal flower? But you didn't say that there is only one in the world?"

"This is a very long story, do you want to hear it?"

Qi Li felt that Linglong was a little monster that suited his taste, so it was rare to be willing to talk to her. He felt that there was no one in this world who could understand him, and he also felt that this time was filthy and meaningless, but Linglong's appearance made him feel that perhaps there were still interesting people.

But Linglong was embarrassed: "It's not that good. Since it's very long, you must talk for a long time. Then will I sit here and drink tea? I applied to my room to say that I can sit cross-legged on the bed and eat melon seeds and drink sweet soup. Oh, by the way, do you need background music? My mother just got a handsome actor, and I can let him cooperate with you."

Lord Longnu is serious about having fun.
Chapter completed!