Chapter 3 Three sentences, let a talisman cost me three million
Chapter 3 In three words, a talisman cultivator spent three million for me.
Author: Yan Xiaohe
Chapter 3 In three words, a talisman cultivator spent three million for me.
Su Changluo poked Sang Luo with a smile on his lips,
"Come back to your senses, little girl."
Sang Luo turned his head and looked at Su Changluo with an expressionless face.
"Uncle Master, is there something wrong?"
Su Changluo stretched out his hand and pulled her little face,
"Be good, smile!"
Sang Luo broke into a smile that was uglier than crying.
Upon seeing this, Su Changluo took out several books from the space ring and handed them to her secretly, speaking with sincerity,
"Young people, read more books and don't look like you're in despair whenever something happens."
Sang Luo took the books and raised his eyes to look at Su Changluo, who was shaking the white jade fan in his hand with an expression I knew well.
"I know you are afraid that my disciple's talent is too poor and if he dies of old age and no one will accompany you on your journey to immortality, that's why you pretend to be like this and want to break off the engagement with him."
A question mark slowly appeared on Sang Luo's head.
Su Changluo said again,
"Although my disciple is inherently deficient, his understanding is excellent. I think his ability to draw talismans is no worse than that of your second senior brother. In the future, he may become a talisman cultivator and forge his spiritual consciousness. He might as well build a foundation and form an elixir to enter the great avenue!"
"From now on, one of you will draw a talisman, and the other will hold a sword. It will be a good story to travel to the ends of the world in style."
"not to mention……"
Su Changluo glanced at Sang Luo and said with disgust,
"You are a sword cultivator and have nothing to offer. You will definitely be poor in the future. If he draws talismans for you and sells them for money, your life will be easier."
Sang Luo: "..."
Oh, when she said that, she seemed a little moved.
But then, she realized, what is all this?!
It's obvious that this dog-bi system has increased her workload, and her resentful uncle has also greatly increased the difficulty of her work, okay!
What kind of talisman sells money to support her?!
Well done!
"Young girl, take good care of yourself!"
But before Sang Luo could say anything, Su Changluo smiled meaningfully at her.
"Take your junior brother to practice well, and after he is raised, it will all be yours."
After saying that, he disappeared from the spot.
Sang Luo lowered his head and glanced at the books Su Changluo had just thrust into him——
"Three words, let a talisman cultivator spend three million for me", "The strongest son-in-law: the young junior brother counterattacks the strongest demon king", "One hundred ways to conquer the talisman cultivator junior brother", "Cultivating the system"
Love: What to do if your junior brother is too possessive."
Sang Luo: "..."
She suspected that Su Changluo was painting a cake for her.
Before Sang Luo was ready to face this murderous god, a friend request came from Lingyu——
[Ninety-eight fresh Nanling grass requests to add you as a friend.]
Sang Luo was stunned for a moment, but then she seemed to remember something, and hurriedly stuffed all the books given to her by Uncle Grudge Master into her storage bag. She took the spirit jade and looked back at the young man under the crabapple tree.
The afternoon sun slowly moved westward, shining through the leafy begonia flowers and leaves and falling on the corners of light blue clothes. The young man held his hands in front of his chest, leaned against the tree slantingly, and lazily raised his eyes.
, happened to meet Sang Luo's eyes. At this point, the smile in his eyes became deeper.
"Senior sister... let me go through my friends."
Sang Luo's heart skipped a beat when he saw it. No wonder the original book said that Chu Yanshu looked like a dragon, with a face like Song Yu, and was considered the most beautiful man in the fourteen states of Cangwu. He was indeed good-looking.
But then, thinking of what this person did in the book, Sang Luo couldn't help but shiver on his back.
This old yin, the more harmless he smiles, the more ruthless he is when dragging the yin in the dark room.
Could it be that on the surface it's nothing serious, but secretly he's thinking of ways to trick her?