I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

　　 "Xiao Li...Did you meet any strange people in the past few days?"

　　 Looking at his granddaughter, the Ethereal Sect ancestor asked.

　　 And the moment her grandfather asked her, the girl was slightly taken aback, and his figure appeared in her mind.

　　 Although the girl has a simple mind, Mo Li also knows who Grandpa is referring to.

　　 And Jiang Gongzi is a flower picker, even if he said that Jiang Gongzi didn't treat himself, but his grandfather would not believe it.

　　 So I can only deny it, and I must not tell the matter, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble to Jiang Gongzi.

　　 "I don't have a grandfather, I'm alone these days."

　　 "That's it."

　　 The old man was also relieved about his granddaughter's words.

　　 "Are there any weird things? For example, is there anything missing?"

　　 "Object..."

　　 Just to mention, the girl remembered the bellyband she had lost.

　　 Afterwards, the girl naturally didn’t believe it was the squirrel who took it away...it must be on him...

　　 In an instant, if it hadn't been for quickly suppressing his accelerated blood with spiritual power, Blush would have already climbed onto the girl's cheeks.

　　 "No, why did grandpa ask that? Is it because of the flower picker who grandpa told Mo Li to be careful last time?"

　　 "Well, this is indeed the reason, there are some rumors under the mountain, the flower picker..."

　　 "Rumor? What rumor?"

"No...it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Lili don't have to worry about this, it's just a disgusting method of some Xiaoxiao generation." The ancestor of the Ethereal Sect waved his hand, "Since Lili is okay, then grandpa can rest assured Up."

　　 "By the way, Lili does anyone who cares about the literati and ink guests in the literary society?"

　　 The ancestor of the ethereal sect asked some topics, but he was still a little worried in his heart.

　　 What should I do if my granddaughter is really abducted by those monks who play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

　　 This is not a monk who looks down on those piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, but most of those monks are not capable of chasing up girls, and girls still like these romantic men.

　　 I deceived a lot of girls when I wore white clothes and a shaw...Naturally, I have a deep understanding.

　　 In fact, to be honest, this Ethereal Sect Sect Master actually hoped that his Ethereal Sect’s major disciple would marry Mo Li.

His big disciple entered the cave mansion at eighteen, nineteen into the dragon gate, and sixty knots of golden pills. He had already entered the Yuan Ying in less than two hundred years. Although he had been stuck for hundreds of years, he still entered Yupu after four hundred. Environment,

　　 And my big disciple also has deep feelings for Lili.

　　 It's a pity that Lili doesn't feel about her big disciple.

　　 Of course, feelings can be cultivated, but I am afraid that Lili will run away with other people before it has been cultivated.

　　 The girl shook her head: "Those guests are really good at writing poems. They are all proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, but Mo Li doesn't feel much."

　　 The old man was overjoyed when he heard: "Actually, my grandfather also thinks that those literati and inexperienced people know how to show off'coquettish', and it's not good to use it. It's your big brother."

　　 Listening to Grandpa’s words, the girl naturally knew what it meant, but she was still silent and shook her head with a smile.

　　 "Oh... it's nothing, I can't force it." The old man shook his head regretfully.

　　 At least it’s been a long time. Since Lili has the idea of ​​choosing a son-in-law, don’t worry too much.

　　 "Okay, it's getting late, grandpa is going to leave, Lili, grandpa may only come to see you next year, you have to take good care of yourself."

　　 Looking at his granddaughter, the old man's eyes were very sad.

　　 Ordinary people who cultivate immortality are more unfeeling the more they cultivate.

　　 This kind of unfeeling can't just be seen as a cold-blooded, but a see-through of Hong Chen.

　　 After all, when a person lives to thousands of years, for the blood of the world, it is nothing more than a drop in the ocean in the journey of cultivating immortality.

　　 But for the elderly, it doesn't seem to be the case.

　　 It seems that the longer the old man in the fairyland lives, the more he values ​​his blood.

　　 is not only because the Ethereal Sect needs blood continuity, but also a kind of affection.

　　 If other ancestors have such granddaughters who may leave at any time, it is estimated that whether the girl wants it or not, the marriage would have been arranged long ago.

　　 And this ancestor still wants to follow his granddaughter's temperament, which is undoubtedly rare.

　　 "Grandpa, take care of yourself, too."

　　 For her grandfather, girls naturally also value.

　　 "Don't worry, your grandfather, I'm in a fairyland." Touched the granddaughter's head, "Grandpa will prepare the medicinal materials you want. It's just that the dragon's legacy is a little troublesome, but it's a trivial matter."

　　 "Trouble Grandpa."

　　 "Hahaha, is there a granddaughter who doesn't bother grandpa in the world? Is there any grandpa who doesn't want to be bothered by his cute granddaughter? Alright, let's go."

　　 The old man touched his beard and smiled, and finally took a look at his ill-fated granddaughter, and slowly flew away from this small world.

　　 After her grandfather left, the girl let out a sigh of relief.

　　 "I wonder if Grandpa has seen my thoughts."

　　 Thinking back to her previous conversation with grandpa, the girl shook her head and muttered to herself softly.

　　 "It shouldn't be... Jiang Gongzi's affairs shouldn't be exposed..."

　　 The girl turned around to go back to the room, and at the moment the girl turned her head, unconsciously, the girl saw the "backgammon" that was still on the stone table and had not been put away.

　　 Her thoughts seemed to be out of control, and scenes from yesterday resurfaced in the girl's mind.

　　 The girl subconsciously held her left wrist with her right hand, as if the touch of the thick palm was still on her pulse.

　　 "The most unretainable in the world, Zhu Yan resigned from the mirror and the flower resigned from the tree..."

　　 lowered her eyes lightly, the girl slowly read out, in the ink-colored glazed eyes, there was a complex look that the girl had never had before.

　　 "Can you still meet?"

　　 The girl asked herself softly. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

　　 Soon, the girl shook her head and answered softly.

　　 "How can we meet again? Why do we need to meet again?"

　　 Get rid of her complicated thoughts, the girl Qiang patted her finally complex face with her hands, spit out a scent, picked up the chessboard, and then walked to the room.

　　 Just when the girl stepped onto the main building, a voice came from the courtyard:

　　 "Is it impossible to meet again? Is there no need to meet again?"

　　 The girl was shocked, and her spiritual power worked.

　　 Even if the girl is sick and weak, the moment she turns around, the chess pieces in her hand are already thrown out.

　　 is like a series of stars.

　　 The black and white chess pieces are suspended in the air, connected with spiritual power, and a formation has been arranged between them.

　　 "Who are you!"

　　 Looking at the ginseng in the yard, Mo Li raised his mind, and in his left hand was already holding the portrait given by his grandfather. As long as one thought, the portrait would be destroyed, and a strand of grandfather's soul would come out!

　　 "Please don't be nervous, Miss Mo Li."

　　 That ginseng owes a bow like a woman, and it's almost dead...

　　 "I'm here to help Miss Mo Li realize her wish."

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