Nameless Ghost Doctor

Nangong Yu hugged the rag in his hands silently, hid aside and continued to wipe the things in his hands, and did not forget to peek at Zhou Luan's expression of eating shit, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, so he could only hold back.

The air was still, Hongyu didn't have the consciousness to order people at will, Zhou Luan's face became more and more ugly, and he roared directly, "What are you talking about?! Who wants that kind of thing!"

Hongyu looked at her frowning, and said without any apology: "You are very suitable."

Zhou Luan was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, his face turned black into coal balls, "Suitable? What is suitable? A broom?"

Hongyu looked at her in disbelief, nodded her head slightly, expressing her agreement, "Pfft~" Nangong Yu couldn't hold back any longer, and it made Zhou Luan, who was so proud on weekdays, so deflated, he was really happy.

The face was already dark enough, but after hearing this laughter, Zhou Luan realized that there was still a shrinking figure in the room, and he was even more furious, and was about to put his hand on his waist.

"Where's my sword?" Zhou Luan fumbled around his waist for a while, looked down and saw that his sword had disappeared at some point, and then turned pale with shock.

Hongyu looked at the useless expression on her face, unwilling to talk to her, and planned to go out to find other things, "Don't run away! Our business is not over yet!"

Hongyu was gone, and there was no one to back him up, so Nangong Yu couldn't be so blatant, shrinking himself into a corner, lowering his sense of existence, so as not to cause trouble to his upper body.

It was impossible for Zhou Luan to let him go like this, he grabbed his back collar and dragged him out from the corner, "It really is you, Brother Nangong, don't come here without any harm."

Zhou Luan's magnified black face was right in front of his eyes, so Nangong Yu had no choice but to put on a smiling face, "Junior Sister Zhou Luan, how are you..."

"I heard from all the seniors that Senior Brother Nangong has been following this... girl, so the rumors are true." Zhou Luan could not understand him on weekdays, and now he wanted to find a punching bag.

"Junior Sister Zhou Luan, yell at my brothers and sisters, can you let go of my collar first? Hehe." It's really uncomfortable.

Only then did Zhou Luan let go of her hand, and patted it along the way, as if it was dirty, but Nangong Yu looked at her action, and said "poof", "She probably doesn't know yet, there is a smear on her face." What about a big piece of ash...'

"Why are you laughing! What's so funny?!" Zhou Luan frowned, with a haughty and awe-inspiring look, and it was ridiculous to match the big gray spot on his face.

"Ahem!" Nangong Yu immediately coughed to cover up his smile, but seeing her like this, he found it funny again.

"Is there something on my face?" Zhou Luan raised his hand to wipe his face and felt a fine powdery texture. He took it off and saw only a layer of dust. Then he remembered that he was lying on the ground just now Yes, I immediately looked at the rest of my body, without exception, it was covered with a layer of dust. 'What the hell is this place! '

Accompanied by the roar in his heart, Zhou Luan quickly rushed out of the house, and with a gust of fresh air, bumped into a person, looked up and saw the woman who was half a head taller than him, Zhou Luan only felt troubled, and wanted to Flee quickly, freshen up, and change into this clothes.

But Hongyu managed to find a broom, how could she let go of the coolie she brought to her door so easily, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him back, but Zhou Luan struggled hard, but it was of no avail.

On the other hand, Nangong Yu took pleasure in other people's misfortunes, and felt that this was the happiest day he had ever lived since he left Wuling City. Finally, one day, he could see Zhou Luan being so bullied but powerless to resist. It was really a joy. .

Dragging Zhou Luan into the house, he threw the only broom he found on her, "Clean."

"Why should I listen to you!" Growing up, she has never cleaned the house by herself, she just needs to practice hard, and someone else will clean the house for her.

Hongyu has been yelled at by her all the time, except for her cold face, she is neither angry nor angry, and throws the broom to her, so she doesn't care.

The first thing Zhou Luan did when he stood up from the ground was to throw the broom in his hand. The broom also didn't have eyes, and it hit Hongyu's back. People have multiple grievances.

As if Zhou Luan hadn't expected it, he felt a little guilty, turned around and left pretendingly, "I won't bother you..."

"Stop." Hongyu still had that cold voice with no emotion, but Zhou Luan somehow withdrew her steps and turned around, "Hey, why do you...my sword!"

Hongyu held a sword in her hand, tossed it, shaking the weight of the sword, "Do it."

"what?"

"Is this sword yours?" Hongyu asked knowingly, Zhou Luan just felt that thinking about that sword might not be so simple. "Give me back the sword."

Nangong Yu watched the play silently, "I'll go, is there anyone who asks people for things like this?"Even if that is your sword, someone with long eyes would not just stretch out his hand like that, just want someone to give it back to you. '

"can."

'This red jade is not easy, can it be tolerated?If someone threw a broom on my back and talked to me with this attitude, I would be so old that his own mother would not know him. (As long as I can.) Nangong Yu has a better understanding of Hongyu.

The corners of Hongyu's mouth suddenly turned up, it was actually that ice smile, Nangong Yu had never seen her expression like this, although it was extremely beautiful, it was also dangerous.

'Why do you suddenly feel a little cold? ' Nangong Yu pulled into his clothes.

"You must listen to me." Hongyu said slowly.

Zhou Luan frowned, "Why should I listen to you?"

Seeing Hongyu pick up the sword again, Zhou Luan bit his lips and said in his heart, "Small intolerance will lead to chaos and big schemes, and small intolerance will lead to chaos and big schemes, and there are things that the master told me, just bear with it for now." '

"...I, I promise you." Zhou Luan looked away, and reached out to take the sword again, but Hongyu took the sword back, "No hurry."

"You!" Hongyu stepped on the broom with her toes, rolled it to the instep with a little force, kicked the net, and kicked the broom into the air, and the broom fell right in front of Zhou Luan and fell on Zhou Luan.

Hongyu turned her back, Zhou Luan understood what she meant without saying anything, "Nangong Yu, come with me."

Nangong Yu, who was still watching the play, was suddenly called out by Hongyu, leaving only Zhou Luan standing in the room with a broom.

The more Zhou Luan thought about it, the angrier he became, and he threw the broom around the room and swept it wildly. Anyway, the clothes were so dirty, so he didn't care too much. He sat down on the ground. After a while, no one came, and he felt bored again. , Then I picked up the broom again, swept it, and threw the broom on the ground again.

'It's really strange, why do I have to listen to her?I am not. '