Matriarch is Pretty and Cool Chapter 706: He Duan Feihan double repair it
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Holding the screenwriter rights for the latest remake of "A Chronicle of the Mountain and Moon" in his hand, Liu Yuyou is more confident going home.
When I entered the house, the atmosphere was very strange. Liu Yufei rushed up and grabbed her arm, and whispered nervously: "Sister, the eldest brother seems to be mentally ill, so I don’t speak nonsense anymore. He kept telling us that he was mentally ill Okay, not crazy."
Liu Yuyou felt a little uneasy, what did Bai Chuwei do? Is her mentally ill brother just fine?
Liu Yuyou took Liu Yufei to the elder brother Liu Zheng's room cautiously, and peeked inside through the window.
A servant and a housekeeper are accompanying Liu Zheng. He sits on the bed and reads a book with a focused expression.
If it weren't for the toys for seven or eight-year-olds in his room, he wouldn't be able to tell that he had been mentally ill.
Liu Yuyou's heart trembled, and she pulled the worried Liu Yufei away quietly, without disturbing her eldest brother, she sneered: "If he said he was not ill, he was really not ill? Mental illness. I like to say that I am not sick."
Liu Yuyou smiled slightly: "I also said that I was not sick. It seems that my eldest brother is more ill. Let's send him to a mental hospital these two days."
Liu Yufei shuddered by these words and couldn't help but stretch out his thumb: "Sister, great trick."
When you enter the mental hospital, you know what it means to be unhealthy every day, and the ground is not working well.
This is not a mental illness, it must be made into a mental illness, right?
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The night outside the window is thick, the desk is full of bright incandescent lamps, Snowball turned off the palm computer, and sat aside looking at Bai Chuwei with a weird expression.
The old ancestor poured a bunch of treasures out of the space bag, and picked up anything that could become a treasure of the martial art.
There are practice secrets, spiritual stones that ancestors were reluctant to use, and some elixir and spiritual tools.
Snowball has no doubt that this pile of things can buy half of Europe.
Bai Chuwei was in high spirits, took a brush and lightly dipped it with vermilion ink, opened a book of practice secrets, and bet on the side with beautiful teeny writing.
Snowball screamed: ‘Ancestor, this is much simpler than the obscure "Longevity Formula", he understands it. ’
Bai Chuwei did not raise her head, and continued to make comments next to her, casually saying: "Then I will make the comments. He will be more clear at a glance and practice faster."
Snowball: ‘...’
It's over, it's really impossible to keep its first place in the hearts of the ancestors.
It's fine if you don't sleep in the middle of the night. The ancestors didn't sleep. Why don't you go to alchemy when you have this time? ? !
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Refining it with thousands of pill, it doesn't fragrant!
Xueqiu is full of grief and indignation, thinking that it has been with its ancestors for 20 years, this year is the 21st year, it is not even better than Duan?
Snowball turned his back to Bai Chuwei depressed, and waited for a long time to find out... the ancestor was paying attention, and he didn't even notice its behavior.
Snowball hugged a small cucumber and gnawed, his cheeks bulged, and suddenly squeaked: ‘Old ancestor, I actually have a better and faster way to increase his cultivation soaring! ’
Bai Chuwei paused with the pen in her hand and looked at the snowball with interest: "Oh?"
Snowball triumphantly: "Double repair. ’
Bai Chuwei's eyes flickered, sighed, old-fashioned and said: "Hey, the key is that he won't let me sleep."
The ancestor touched his chin and couldn't help but start to reflect on himself.
Could it be that she used to be too obvious, giving Duan Feihan a feeling of "the old ancestor just wanted to prostitute you for nothing, what's the matter?"?