Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

When Wu Ling heard this, he retracted the little thoughts in his mind.

He saw that Wu Sanxing's expression was a little wrong, and his lips turned white.

Wu Ling didn't want the third uncle to worry, he glanced at the injury on his body, stretched out his dog paw and patted it, looking indifferent, and happily comforted Wu Sanxing:

"It's okay Third uncle, I am first-class in injury resistance, and you have to believe in the physical fitness of our young people, this injury looks serious, in fact, it hurts a little, if you don't believe it, I will give you a back space on the spot...... Hiss. With that

, Wu Ling prepared to show his third uncle a physical fitness from their young people on the spot.

But he didn't think about it, as soon as he moved, Wu, who was abrasive next to him, shook his hand.

The cotton swab with the medicine directly grazed Wu Ling's injured waist and abdomen.

"Whew! it hurts, it hurts.

This time, not to mention the backflip, Wu Ling, who was directly hurting, twitched his expression and whimpered on the spot.

The little hand patted Wu Xian's back, and his expression was a little painful, and he took a breath:

"Brother, tap and tap." "

Meow, it's sloppy, it's a slap in the face at the speed of light, it's snapping, but it also hurts, hiss.

Wu Xian was not lightly frightened by this, some fine sweat broke out on his forehead, and his spirit shook a little.

After hearing Wu Ling's painful exclamation, he quickly came back to his senses, exhaled lightly into the wound, and fanned the wind with his hand.

Although his expression was a little flustered, his tone was quite stable and said

, "How is it? Is it better?"

Wu Ling eased his mind, he reached out and put his hand on Wu Xian's shoulder, looked at his lower abdomen, and took a cool breath in his mouth:

"Brother, I think my anti-injury skills were directly killed by the other party."

Wu Xian looked carefully at the wound on his lower abdomen, and found that there was no secondary injury there, but the wound was slightly red after being wiped with a cotton towel.

The tension in his heart eased slightly, and he exhaled again, gently blowing on the small wound.

After seeing that the painful expression on Wu Ling's face eased somewhat, Wu slanted the medical cotton swab in his hand, and said in a negotiated manner:

"The surface of this wound needs to be disinfected, I will do it lightly, don't move, it may hurt a little."

"Okay. Wu Ling sniffed.

He is not a hypocritical person, and he no longer talks nonsense at this time, and his face is generous: "Come on."

Wu Ling propped up the seat next to him with his hands, hunched his waist, and the expression on his face was firm and decisive.

In this situation, with his resolute appearance now, it doesn't look like it's going to the battlefield, but it looks like he's going to the battlefield.

Wu Xian's hand holding the cotton swab paused: "......" is not like this.

"Puff-" Wu Sanxing next to him originally had a worried expression.

But at this time, when he saw the little expression of his little nephew, he really couldn't help laughing.

He looked at Wu Ling, there was no lack of regret in his eyes, but his tone was also a little ridiculous:

"Stinky boy, fortunately it's night, otherwise your brother would have been taken away by the police with this expression." "

Ang?" Wu Ling stalked his small body, and his small expression was a little puzzled: "For Sa?"

Wu Sanxing looked at the posture of the two people in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and said in a casual tone:

"Because you look like you are being slapped by someone now."

Wu Ling: "......"

After hearing this, he looked at his posture at this time, and then at his brother's posture, his expression was a little pensive.

About three seconds later.

He stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Wu Xian's clothes, and said with a small mouth:

"Brother, the third uncle said that you are like a human trafficker."

Wu Sanxing

: "......" He snorted in his mouth, raised his eyebrows with a little angry smile, and reached out to rub Wu Ling's hair, which was already slightly dry at this time:

"Stinky young man, when will you learn to sue? "

Slightly~

" Wu Ling pointed at him, stuck out his tongue like a puppy, and said with flying eyebrows: "Third uncle, I call this a clever win." "

Really?"

Wu Sanxing looked at his little nephew's expression at this time, like a little fox who had won a battle, and the little bad taste in his heart came up at once.

He raised his eyebrows, pulled the corners of his mouth and sighed softly: "Stinky boy, don't snort, you think it's okay to sue your brother, you ask your brother, do you dare to care about me?"

After saying this, he shook his legs proudly, as if to say, stinky boy, you are too early.

At this time, Wu Sanxing didn't realize that he, the third master who was famous in the rivers and lakes, was now teasing his little nephew like an old naughty boy.

I didn't even realize that I was now in my 40s, and I was still angry with my little nephew like a child.

At this time, he perfectly reflected that sentence.

Man, until death is a teenager.

Next to him, Wu Xian, who was suddenly cue: "......"

He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Wu Sanxing.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly received a warning glance from Wu Sanxing.

Wu Xian: "......"

He pulled the corners of his mouth, no longer paying attention to the 'fight' between the two ancestors, and took his medicine with peace of mind.

After all, he can't afford to provoke any of these two ancestors.

Wu Ling pursed his lips when he heard this, glanced at Wu Sanxing with an aggrieved expression, and muttered to himself in his heart:

"Old fox."

Seeing that the expression on his little nephew's face was a little deflated, a smile flashed in Wu Sanxing's eyes.

He reached out and rubbed Wu Ling's little golden retriever, and said meaningfully:

"Stinky boy, you are still a little tender when you fight with me." "

Cut. Wu Ling's nose snorted, looking indignant.

However, the more angry he was, the happier Wu Sanxing next to him became.

He grinned and said with some emotion:

"I have seen the physical fitness of you young people today, which really surprised me.

Wu Ling heard that the corners of his mouth flattened, and he saw the ridicule on his third uncle's face, but he couldn't do anything about this old fox.

I had to lean my head on the back of the chair a little depressed, stretched out my hand to cover my face, sighed, and said sullenly:

"I am embarrassed by the organization, it is I who ignore the strength of the enemy, and sure enough, the enemy is an old fox, too insidious."

Wu Sanxing listened to him being sarcastic about himself, secretly scolding him for being the third uncle, stretched out his hand and knocked him, and scolded with a smile:

"You stinky boy, this gives you cleverness."

Wu Ling felt the touch on his head and flattened his mouth.

Forget it, stupid is stupid, it's a big deal to lie to the third uncle, anyway, the third uncle is rich.

Thinking of this, Wu Ling's mood instantly broadened.

Wu Sanxing, who noticed the emotional changes on his little nephew's face, raised his eyebrows: "What does the stinky boy think? Why is the expression on his face so ill-intentioned?"

Wu Ling coughed in his mouth and restrained the emotions on his face.

Damn, is it so obvious?

" He cleared his throat and said innocently, "I didn't think of anything." "

I can't say that I'm thinking about your little money, right

?" Really?" The expression on Wu Sanxing's face was a little hesitant.

He always felt that the expression on this stinky boy's face just now didn't hold back any good fart, and it looked like he was going to touch him.

"Really. Wu Ling nodded with a serious face.

He saw that the expression on his third uncle's face was a little suspicious, and he said a few words casually in a daze.

Suddenly, his mind flashed, and he remembered that when he was in that school, the black blind man and Zhang Qiling were looking for something.

Thinking of this, Wu Ling's eyes flashed, he tilted his head, looked at Wu Sanxing, and asked

, "By the way, Third Uncle, are you going to that school to find something?"