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Chapter 1802 Farming to earn money to support the ancestors! 55

Then he raised his hand and, in the terrifying eyes of everyone, wiped the dust from his fingers on the spotless clothes that Bai Xingjian had just pinched the cleaning spell.

A little finger print was printed instantly, and the little girl was still pinching the little clothes and twisting them, wiping the dust on her hands.

He raised his eyes and stared at him.

Still help?

She didn't do anything, she just watered it and fed a few high-level spirit stones.

The rest were the soft-looking appearance of this big-tail wolf, and he wanted to eat, drink and water it here.

Look at the aggrieved spirit plants outside.

And the high-level spirit stones were fed to the end and came back exponentially, and there were also many things.

Chu Ci tilted her head and thought, looking down at the two storage bags tied around her waist.

One of them was given by this old man.

"Don't stand there, come in and talk."

Chu's mother also laughed dryly, looking at the people in the fairy gate in this room, and there was an old ancestor-level existence. She felt a little dizzy in her head, and then she pushed open the door first and let everyone in.

The few people from the Immortal Sect shook their heads when Bai Xingjian stared at him, and their expressions were not as arrogant as before, especially when they met Chu's father and mother, they were like quails, following behind them.

After all, their ancestors said that, and then they held the airs and waited for the ancestors to come up and beat them up?

It’s not a matter of just a hammer. With the current cultivation level of the ancestor, he may be dead.

Because they knew Bai Xingjian's identity, the people in the Immortal Sect dared not talk too much, and Chu's father and mother dared not ask too much. The most comfortable thing was probably Chu Ci, who was in the center of the storm, was eating candy beans with her eyes hanging down.

Listening to the people talking back and forth.

After knowing Bai Xingjian's attitude, the laughter of the people in the Immortal Sect was almost filled with talking to Chu's father and mother, and it felt like the laughter was almost frozen.

As the two sides talked, they unconsciously talked about the rituals of becoming Taoist couples.

It's obvious that I haven't even said it completely.

Chu’s father and mother were relatively open to this aspect, or Chu Ci was born and managed to keep her in business, so she asked her to inherit her legacy. No matter who she was a Taoist partner, it depends on Chu Ci’s own meaning.

The Immortal Sect attaches great importance to it. After all, this is the Taoist partner of their ancestor and is not careless at all.

Chu Ci sighed as she heard this, raised her hand, pulled Bai Xingjian's corner of her clothes, and looked at him.

Bai Xingjian, as the object of being discussed, never spoke, just looked in front of him until the corner of his clothes was pulled, and he turned his head to look at Chu Ci, with a little confused.

"When did you say you wanted me to be a Taoist partner for you?"

Why didn't she know?

The ancestor frowned suddenly, lowered his eyes and reached out to hold Chu Ci's fingers, tilting his head, seemingly puzzled, "Don't you want to be my Taoist partner?"

Chu Ci blinked her eyes.

"Be your Taoist partner...water you every day?"

The little girl had a smile in her voice.

The ancestor heard the teasing in her voice, closed his fingers and pinched her fingertips.

Seeing that the ancestor was also confused, Chu Ci's lips curled even more, and he retracted his hand, "Do you really know what the Taoist couple is going to do?"

I met such an old ancestor who is completely silly and sweet in terms of common sense in life.

Chu Ci expressed her concern.
Chapter completed!
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