Chapter 77: The shock brought by the spirits (2)

"It’s still my son, I know that I am getting angry now, and I have come to tea for me."
Now he really gets angry and needs tea to reduce his anger.
When Nalan Changgan reached out and wanted to take the teapot, Nalan’s eyes were fast, and she quickly hid the teapot behind her, frowning at him:
Hey, what are you doing?

Nalan smiled and froze, his hand still stretched in the air, and the harvest was not, it was not, it was very embarrassing.
"Cough," he coughed twice. "Net children, your grandfather only drinks tribute tea, but the tribute tea at home has long been gone. He certainly is not willing to pay attention to this kind of tea, so you still give me a fire."
This stinky boy actually made him so ugly in public, he did not know that the old man only drank tribute tea? If it’s not for the old man, it’s hard to be... or is it not for the children or the wind?
Nalan net looked at Nalan Chang: "This is not tea."
"Not tea? What is it?" Nalan long dried up, using teapots, not tea and what would it be?
"A hundred years of ginseng water."
Centennial ginseng water?
Centennial ginseng water! ! !
Nalan’s long-haired face was black as the bottom of the pot, and his eyes stared at the teapot in Nalan’s hands.
At that moment, the entire yard was a piece of silence.
Everyone can hear the heavy breathing of Nalan Changgan.
"You said this century-old ginseng, was it the one I used to sneak out from the night when I was in the hands of the second emperor?"
On this continent where the elixir is scarce, centennial ginseng is also extremely precious.
Although she is only an ordinary medicinal material, it is not a cure, but... it takes a lot of medicine to grow up in a hundred years.
Nalan net nodded faintly: "It is the century-old ginseng."
boom!
Nalan’s anger suddenly took his head, and he picked up Nalan’s clothes, and his fists smashed him.
The wind stayed in an instant, and she was still sinking. Was she saving Nalan or not?
Just as the wind was still meditation, a cane fell Nalan's head.
Nalan’s fist suddenly slammed and took the opportunity. Nalan net stepped back and escaped his fist.
"Nalan is a long-term, you dare to move a hair, today, I will not recognize you this counter!"
The angry voice of Nalan’s father made Nalan’s body dry and stiff. He glared at the back of his head, turned his head and turned his head, and cried with red eyes:
This stinky boy took my ginseng soaked in water, so precious ginseng, He actually soaked the water, shouldn't I beat him?"
Nalan’s old-fashioned face was red, and he angrily yelled:
This is my decision, it has nothing to do with the net!

Nalan did not dare to speak.
He missed the time when the old man was still there. At that time, every time he had just shot him, the old man would not dare to start again.
"This..." The wind stood out weakly. "Hey, don't blame the cousin, I let him do this."
Even though she told her the method for her grandfather, but after all, she said that she could not let her cousin back her pot, otherwise her conscience would be difficult.
"Princess!" Nalan grew trembled with anger, and he gnawed his teeth. "I am Nalan and you hate anything, why do you hurt me every time?"
He knew that he knew that there would be no good things when the girl appeared in Nalan.
(End of this chapter)