Old Ancestor, she's back again

Chapter 170 Hiccup~ Full!Ask for a recommendation ticket every day!

The first thing is to improve the treatment, not to mention the restoration of the Hundred Refining Artifact Soul to its original status, the minimum respect and respect should be returned.

This is the first step in paying off your debts!
"Chang'an, I will entrust you to take care of the instrument soul!" The child looked at Feng Chang'an with an expression of entrusting a heavy responsibility.

"Why?" Feng Changan felt that he was still dreaming.

Child: "Because he is your father-in-law!"

"Please, little ancestor, stop talking..."

The child said coolly: "If you don't want to, it's fine, just let Shuangxue take care of him!"

"Oh, Shuangxue should be very happy..."

"I am willing!"

The child rolled his eyes at him: "Didn't it be over if you said that earlier?"

Feng Chang'an: It's so shameful to be led by the nose by a child!

"Old lunatic, come here!"

"you call me?"

"Yes, what are you doing?" The child was very curious, why did the old lunatic sit on the ground and did not move.

"This, who wrote it? That's great!" The old lunatic picked up the book on the floor and said approvingly.

Primary refiner?

"I wrote it." Luo Xiaoer.

The child frowned and walked over, asking as he walked, "What did you write?"

Luo Xiaoer: "Annotation, a habit developed in Piao Miao!"

The old ancestor looked down and saw that there were more annotations in the book than the original words.

"Second brother, can you?" Feng Changan hurriedly followed suit.

Luo Xiaoer: "I'm used to it, it's okay!"

"I didn't praise you!" the ancestor said casually.

"Little brother, I remember I gave you this book, right?" Feng Changan just wanted to pick it up to read, but the old lunatic slapped it away.

"Don't move!" The old lunatic looked at the book in his hand like holding a rare treasure.

"Oh, it hurts so much, why is your hand like an iron sand palm?" Feng Changan felt that his hand was as stiff as hitting an iron rod, and the pain was solid.

The ancestor's eyes lit up: "Old lunatic, can you read?"

"How come I don't know how to read such a superficial book." The old lunatic's tone changed immediately.

The three of them exchanged glances. Is this person really crazy or fake?
"Old lunatic, do you know what is written on it"?
"Naturally, I'm not a fool."

"Then why don't you tell us?" the child asked tentatively.

"Such a superficial thing, do you still need to talk about it? The above comment is simply a fool's comment. As long as you are not stupid, you can understand it! That's great! Who wrote it?"

The ancestor rolled his eyes, pointed at Luo Xiaoer and said, "He!"

The old lunatic immediately jumped up from the ground, ran to Luo Xiaoer crazily, and looked at him with fiery eyes.

"It's incredible, if you have this comprehension at this age, you will definitely be able to... be able to..."

"What can you do?" Patriarch.

The old lunatic immediately supported his head and sat on the ground with a painful expression on his face.

"The book is good, it's a good book, um, the book is good, it's a good book..."

Repeatedly, there are only four words, the book is good, the book is good.

"A lunatic!" Feng Changan said with his lips curled up.

The old ancestor looked at the old lunatic thoughtfully, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Xiaoer Luo, are there any other forged books?"

Of course there is!

More than one!
After Luo Xiaoer brought the book over, even Feng Chang'an was dumbfounded.

"Little brother, are there so many books I brought you?"

Six stacks of books are taller than the ancestor.

"Hiccup~"

"Chenchen, are you okay?"

The ancestor had a look on my face that I was full and hated books.

"When did you watch it, why don't I know?"

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