Old Ancestor, she's back again

Chapter 158: No guarantee for the late festival!Patriarch suddenly had an idea!Ask for a recommendation ticket!

Mo Lishuangxue: "The most proud work has been stolen. It is the flying magic weapon I told you about before!"

The ancestor asked with a sullen face, "Who stole it?"

Mo Lishuangxue's expression was a little tangled and embarrassed: "Actually, it's not stealing. If you insist on saying it, it should be taking. It's not right, I heard it's borrowing."

The child's face was red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, and each color turned around one by one.

"Chenchen, are you okay?" Luo Xiaoer hurriedly asked.

The child lowered his head and said nothing.

Feng Changan couldn't help asking: "Could it be that ancestor?"

"That's right!" Mo Lishuangxue answered crisply.

The ancestor supported her head vigorously, she felt the critical blow from the depths of her soul, and the malice full of heaven!

Feng Chang'an suddenly lowered his voice and said: "That patriarch, I heard that he has a bad reputation, and he never returns things from people. The key is that he is quite aboveboard."

The ancestor suddenly felt a stream of old blood stuck in his throat, ready to gush out at any moment.

What is bad reviews?The ancestor took their things, that is to think highly of them.Aren't the sects favored by the ancestors all diligent and filial?

Feng Chang'an: "Fortunately, that patriarch is gone now, otherwise I don't know how many sects have been harmed!"

"Hey, Chenchen, why are you clutching your chest? Are you okay?"

The child waited viciously for Feng Chang'an, if the ancestor wanted to tear you alive, he would definitely tear you up!
The latter suddenly felt a wave of malice, and hurriedly looked around in fright, shut his mouth and stopped talking.

"Chenchen, shall I take you back to rest?" Although Luo Xiaoer was asking, but he didn't hesitate at all, and walked back with the person in his arms.

"Go back"?Feng Chang'an looked at the siblings inexplicably.

"Shuangxue, what are you doing? I'll go with you?"

……

"Chenchen, are you okay?"

The child was lying with his back facing Luo Xiaoer, hugging his little quilt tightly, and his mood was so bad that no one would talk to him!

"How about I make you your favorite pastry?" Luo Xiaoer coaxed softly.

"Candy?"

"Fish Ball?"

"Braised ribs……"

This idiot is really noisy.The old ancestor was already in a very depressed mood, and she heard him recite endlessly like a monk, and she was angry.

"Luo Xiaoer, you asked for this!"

The child turned over neatly, picked up the quilt and threw it on Luo Xiaoer's body, jumped on it, and pounded wildly.

Luo Xiaoer didn't fight back, and quietly waited for the child to vent enough and get tired.

Only then did she gently pat her on the back!
"Not angry?"

"Bah, the ancestor won't be angry!" The child said weakly, but he wanted to be brave.

"Okay, okay, you won't be angry. Are you hungry now?"

"Not hungry!" A muffled voice came from him.

It seems that the mood is still bad!

"I'll take you to the beach!"

"Beach, what beach?"

Luo Xiaoer: "Bailiantang is an island, surrounded by the sea, and the sea is the sea!"

seaside?The old ancestor murmured listlessly in his heart, and suddenly became interested in thinking about it.

Thinking that she has dominated the cultivation world for thousands of years, she turned out to be a landlubber who has never been to the seaside. She is really unsatisfactory!

"Go, go to the beach!"

The child sat up directly, with unprecedented brightness in his eyes.

"The ancestor suddenly had an idea!"

Luo Xiaoer looked at the person sitting cross-legged on him: "What do you think?"

"I think the way of heaven may be that the ancestors who felt it for tens of thousands of years are too conscientious to practice. There are many things that they haven't enjoyed, so they don't allow me to ascend!" .

is it?

(End of this chapter)